<?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-5773950992381900439</id><updated>2012-01-20T13:01:38.183-08:00</updated><category term='Great'/><category term='Response'/><category term='Cardinal Bernardin'/><category term='Seamless Garment of Life'/><title type='text'>Is change possible?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8400068412334298520</id><published>2008-07-30T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:02:47.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seamless Garment of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cardinal Bernardin'/><title type='text'>Seamless Garment of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SJC6jMv9KLI/AAAAAAAAASA/kOGa1pdqAP8/s1600-h/bernadin.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SJC6jMv9KLI/AAAAAAAAASA/kOGa1pdqAP8/s200/bernadin.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228884281257699506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 23Then the soldiers, when they had crucified Jesus, took His outer garments and made four parts, a part to every soldier and also the [a]tunic; now the tunic was seamless, woven in one piece. &lt;br /&gt; 24So they said to one another, "Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it, to decide whose it shall be"; this was to fulfill the Scripture: "THEY DIVIDED MY OUTER GARMENTS AMONG THEM, AND FOR MY CLOTHING THEY CAST LOTS." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late Joseph Bernardin spent his life fighting for a consistent ethic of life.  He saw that all life was sacred, and he was against abortion, capital punishment, militarism, euthanasia, abuse, social injustice and economic injustice.  It is called the Seamless Garment of Life.   This is a challenge few followers of Christ are willing to fully accept.  It is more than a list of rules or even ideas.  The rules and ideas are really the result of a greater process.  I believe it is when we learn to love life the way Christ did, it will have an unreasonable impact on our life.  I am hoping this is a challenge I can enter into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8400068412334298520?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8400068412334298520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8400068412334298520' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8400068412334298520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8400068412334298520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/seamless-garment-of-life.html' title='Seamless Garment of Life'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SJC6jMv9KLI/AAAAAAAAASA/kOGa1pdqAP8/s72-c/bernadin.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-3787888454697129852</id><published>2008-07-28T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:21:16.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirrors in Therapy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SI3x8QZuIfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NQPlpel0-TI/s1600-h/Looking_in_Mirrorr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SI3x8QZuIfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NQPlpel0-TI/s200/Looking_in_Mirrorr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228100759944307186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this fascinating &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/22/science/22angi.html?_r=3&amp;oref=slogin&amp;pagewanted=all&amp;oref=slogin&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on mood altering ability of mirrors.  It says "Subjects tested in a room with a mirror have been found to work harder, to be more helpful and to be less inclined to cheat, and less likely to judge others based on social stereotypes about, for example, sex, race or religion."  Basically, they make people more self aware, and not just at a surface level.  Physical self reflection encourages philosophical self reflection.  People reflect more, are more aware of their effect on other people, and are more aware of other people's opinions when a mirror is in the room.  What strikes me is these are all things that therapy encourages, yet I have never heard anything about mirrors in therapy, and I have never been in a therapy room with a mirror.  I would imagine a mirror that the client is staring at while they are sitting could be very distracting, but an indirect mirror could subtly enhance what is already happening in the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-3787888454697129852?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3787888454697129852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=3787888454697129852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3787888454697129852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3787888454697129852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/mirrors-in-therapy.html' title='Mirrors in Therapy?'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SI3x8QZuIfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/NQPlpel0-TI/s72-c/Looking_in_Mirrorr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-4919992017173915178</id><published>2008-07-25T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:16:22.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ji5_MqicxSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-4919992017173915178?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4919992017173915178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=4919992017173915178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4919992017173915178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4919992017173915178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-lecture.html' title='Last Lecture'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-6705173158105176098</id><published>2008-07-24T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:59:11.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I get too good at psychology?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIimtolsRCI/AAAAAAAAARU/dW_ODJ1Mm74/s1600-h/300px-Castrovalva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIimtolsRCI/AAAAAAAAARU/dW_ODJ1Mm74/s200/300px-Castrovalva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226610670483293218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book, "Wisdom of Crowds" the author talks about the huge disadvantage of being surrounded by similar people who think just like you.  It is much more effective to have many different types of people, coming from many different perspectives.  This is especially poignant for me if I end up being a therapist because they usually pack together like timber wolves and high school cheerleaders.  The book even makes the point that Psychologists are worse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;predictors of human behavior&lt;/span&gt; than the average person.  I believe this is from all of us reading the same people, thinking in the same or similar themes, and eventually create self-fulfilling prophesies of how we see the world.  I don't know how to deal with this, but I know it is a problem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-6705173158105176098?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6705173158105176098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=6705173158105176098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6705173158105176098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6705173158105176098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/can-i-get-too-good-at-psychology.html' title='Can I get too good at psychology?'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIimtolsRCI/AAAAAAAAARU/dW_ODJ1Mm74/s72-c/300px-Castrovalva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8290988457689693876</id><published>2008-07-24T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:02:24.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Not to Get Sued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIiniek2gtI/AAAAAAAAARc/iOCSlNqQ1_M/s1600-h/03+Red+Squirrel+with+pronounced+winter+ear+tufts+in+the+Hofgarten+in+D%C3%BCsseldorf+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+Ray+eye%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIiniek2gtI/AAAAAAAAARc/iOCSlNqQ1_M/s200/03+Red+Squirrel+with+pronounced+winter+ear+tufts+in+the+Hofgarten+in+D%C3%BCsseldorf+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+Ray+eye%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226611578328482514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read many places, including &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/18/us/18apology.html?_r=2&amp;amp;pagewanted=2&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, how medical doctor's getting sued has no correlation to how effective they are.  It has to do with their people skills, specifically how long they sit with their patients and how quickly they apologize.  I wonder if it is the same for counselors?  Many of my professors have said that if you do become a full time therapist you will eventually get sued or at least deposed.  But I am curious if the counselor's who aren't sued as often are the ones who treat their clients kinder?  Counselors are supposed to be good at people skills, but I have met a few who are arrogant, unapproachable and harsh.  I would love to see a study about this, because being sued does not sound fun to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8290988457689693876?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8290988457689693876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8290988457689693876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8290988457689693876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8290988457689693876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/07/counselors-getting-sued.html' title='How Not to Get Sued'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIiniek2gtI/AAAAAAAAARc/iOCSlNqQ1_M/s72-c/03+Red+Squirrel+with+pronounced+winter+ear+tufts+in+the+Hofgarten+in+D%C3%BCsseldorf+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+Ray+eye%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-3091448956316243369</id><published>2008-03-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:03:18.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Object Relations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIinvlVtXuI/AAAAAAAAARk/EtofqcaF-m4/s1600-h/22+The+nest+and+chicks+of+an+Australasian+Pipit+%28Anthus+novaeseelandiae%29+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+benjamint444%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIinvlVtXuI/AAAAAAAAARk/EtofqcaF-m4/s200/22+The+nest+and+chicks+of+an+Australasian+Pipit+%28Anthus+novaeseelandiae%29+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+benjamint444%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226611803482316514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Idealizing transference:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the need to connect with a protected by someone good, strong and wise, someone he can trust, idealize, and hope to emulate.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mirror Transference:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The need to be noticed, accepted and affirmed in his strengths, ambitions, and creativity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He needs someone to admire and smile, to back up his dreams and plans. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Alter ego Transference:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The need to feel alike between client and therapist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Being Alike” is an important kind of belonging; it counters feelings of being alone and alien in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Merger Transference:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the need to be attuned with therapist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Any difference is perceived as a threat&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Adversarial Transference:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The need to be given space to test someone and see if they will continue to be supportive, responsive and affirming of the client’s self.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. Self-delineating transference:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The need for the therapist to help understand their experience until the client can have a durable sense of being present as a valid, feeling, experiencing self in his own right&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where do you find yourself in this list?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-3091448956316243369?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3091448956316243369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=3091448956316243369' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3091448956316243369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3091448956316243369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/03/self-object-relations.html' title='Self-Object Relations'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIinvlVtXuI/AAAAAAAAARk/EtofqcaF-m4/s72-c/22+The+nest+and+chicks+of+an+Australasian+Pipit+%28Anthus+novaeseelandiae%29+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+benjamint444%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5213977157075535083</id><published>2008-03-07T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:04:48.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to think relationally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIioEn0ogvI/AAAAAAAAARs/Y1IasP8WR9M/s1600-h/23+Colouring+pencils+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+Michael+Maggs%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIioEn0ogvI/AAAAAAAAARs/Y1IasP8WR9M/s200/23+Colouring+pencils+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+Michael+Maggs%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226612164926145266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am constantly in a state of changing how I think.  I am finding that my old ways of thinking, which included critiquing, goal oriented, being objective, trying to fix problems and find solutions, no longer fit me and I am trying to replace them with surrender, being process oriented, and wonder, respectively.  What I think is an even bigger process than any of these is to think relationally.  I have found this to be much harder than I thought it would be, as I am just discovering how individualistic my thinking really is.  It is obvious to say that our culture is individualistic, so obvious and stated so often that it is almost useless to say.  What I am finding goes much deeper, is much more pervasive, and will be much harder for me to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One place where I want to see my thinking dramatically change is therapy.  So much of my beliefs are still around the idea that one person has the information or at least the expertise and the other is there to learn.  But relational therapy doesn't have to be that way.  You can learn together, you can both be present, subjective and affected.  The therapist can not know what to do, and that is okay, the therapist can be stuck and that is still okay.  And even more unbelievable, still worth the money the client is paying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new idea I have is to view every session I have not as a client  but as a small group, where there are two members.  The therapist is the facilitator, but also a participant.  While many small groups have focuses on topics like accountability, or a bible study, the focus of these small groups is always the client.  I don't know why, but this seems to be a huge breakthrough for me.  instead of having to direct the conversations and keep it client centered, it would be both of our jobs to think about the client and figure him out.  we would both talk about what roles we are playing, what we are keeping from the group, how we are affected by the dynamics of the group, where we don't feel safe.  Many times it is easy to forget their are relational dynamics going when there is two people, but they still exist in a very strong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also brings me to even more incomplete thoughts about relational therapy.  Therapy can no longer be client centered if it is truly relational.  everything, including what the patient chooses to start the sessions about, is open to discussion.  the therapist no longer has to hold the client taking the session wherever they want, or ignoring previous sessions.  If it is relational counseling, it has to be a mutual decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is about dual relationships.  I just read that the therapist should have no other social relationship with their clients.  This seems like a good idea in such a litigious society, and it seems to keep a lot of energy in therapy and keep clingy patients from taking over therapists' lives.  But it reeks of professionalism.  This is what makes so many people, like my mentor bill james, hate psychology.  over time many jobs that deal with people start to separate themselves themselves from not only their clients but from the populous at large by becoming more and more professional.  Roles are more defined, boundaries are more strict, their are a lot more laws and insurance is involved.  this is why doctors can no longer visit houses, and countless other jobs I can't think of now, but in the past have really bothered me.  This happens in Psychology all the time, by therapists telling their clients they can pretend they don't recognize them when they are in public, and that they can't counsel a friend, or have a friendship outside of therapy with a current client, or the language they use that most people can't understand, or all the laws they have to follow and all the paper work they have to fill out.  This all separates the therapist from the client, and makes therapy less and less about just talking.  Many therapists like it this way, as it obviously has its advantages, but I don't think it is a good direction for the field.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5213977157075535083?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5213977157075535083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5213977157075535083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5213977157075535083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5213977157075535083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-to-think-relationally.html' title='How to think relationally'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/SIioEn0ogvI/AAAAAAAAARs/Y1IasP8WR9M/s72-c/23+Colouring+pencils+%28Taken+by+Wikimedian+Michael+Maggs%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-672717711268127209</id><published>2008-02-26T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T20:14:15.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Town Hall</title><content type='html'>I just went to a town hall meeting with the leaders of my school.  There has been some animosity and curiosity about some of the ways they handled things in the past.  Sitting there, listening to them, it reminded me of my days with the church plant in Chicago, and the town hall meetings we had there.  It made me very glad to be at Mars and no longer Chicago because I was able to see leaders willing to be humble, be sad and admit mistakes, and to make the hard decisions they needed to, even when it drastically affected their lives.  It made me want to be in their place, taking huge risks and trying to create something so much larger than myself.  and I can only pray that I will be as honest and vulnerable as the men I saw tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-672717711268127209?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/672717711268127209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=672717711268127209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/672717711268127209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/672717711268127209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/town-hall.html' title='Town Hall'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-1752503293756761591</id><published>2008-02-25T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:14:40.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I forgot about wonder</title><content type='html'>Two days with Shannon this weekend showed me that I had forgot the need for glory, wonder and a general sense of craziness.  I had forgotten how key these were in my life last fall and how healing and exciting and lifegiving it was for me and the people in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-1752503293756761591?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/1752503293756761591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=1752503293756761591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1752503293756761591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1752503293756761591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-i-forgot-about-wonder.html' title='How I forgot about wonder'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-3717188756854984256</id><published>2008-02-25T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:54:02.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen Maroda</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about 2 person counseling a lot.  I finally realized I know what it is but have no idea how to do it.  My professors talk about 2 person therapy, but they withhold from actually using it.  This is because 2 person therapy requires the therapist to own up to their power in therapy.  This requires the therapist to actually answer questions, to own up to their own desires and emotions, and not hide behind their position.  This goes so far beyond therapy.  I think every relationship with hierarchy or any sort of power differential would be greatly helped with the concepts in two person therapy.  I have been reading Karen Maroda on this subject, and I see why my professors have been resistant to really use two person therapy.  It requires so much.  I think I want nothing more than to be brave and honest enough to really be mutual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-3717188756854984256?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3717188756854984256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=3717188756854984256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3717188756854984256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3717188756854984256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/karen-maroda.html' title='Karen Maroda'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-2500915905525635372</id><published>2008-02-25T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:24:26.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The small things</title><content type='html'>When I am moved, the smallest things make me cry.  this friday super stace, shannon and I heard a town hall meeting about domestic violence.  All the speaker said was to put a pamphlet in a woman's bathroom about domestic violence, and I started crying.  I never would have thought of that, and the idea that a woman who is being abused could get help she couldn't normally get with the smallest thing like a pamphlet in the bathroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-2500915905525635372?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2500915905525635372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=2500915905525635372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/2500915905525635372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/2500915905525635372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/small-things.html' title='The small things'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8854737662499592564</id><published>2008-02-22T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T22:27:58.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about power a lot lately, because I have been reading out gender.  Many people like to say that men and women have the same amount of power, but they are used in different ways.  I think the universal awareness of at least a hint of this is what confuses people when they talk about Gender.  "Yes men set the rules, and get to do whatever they want, but women are really behind all of it."  something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with this, and similar thinking, is that men's power is primary.  They get to do whatever they want, they get to set the rules.  Women's power is often secondary.  It can be a lot of power, sometimes even more than what a man's is, but it always has to be hidden or masked in some way.  A women may run a household, but she isn't proud of it, and she definitely isn't flaunting it at church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is usually true with any group of minorities and majorities or any sort of social hierarchy.  the majorities get the primary power, the minorities, or women, or children can have their power, but they have to pretend it is something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8854737662499592564?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8854737662499592564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8854737662499592564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8854737662499592564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8854737662499592564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/power.html' title='Power'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-2570580569081021426</id><published>2008-02-21T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:32:29.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Spirit</title><content type='html'>We always see the Holy Spirit as open and limitless.  The Holy Spirit breaks the rules.  But I was heard this great argument that how the bible talks about the Holy Spirit is very limited.  It says in specific terms what the Holy Spirit does.  And it is very specific as to what the outpouring of the spirit is.  And very Specific of what the fruit of the spirit is.  I think I forgot this.  I imagine, if I ever care to get around to it, it has huge implications of how not only I should view the Holy Spirit and God but also how I should live my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-2570580569081021426?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2570580569081021426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=2570580569081021426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/2570580569081021426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/2570580569081021426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/holy-spirit.html' title='The Holy Spirit'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8319453470426367003</id><published>2008-02-21T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:51:01.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Ready</title><content type='html'>Sometimes certain subjects come up over and over, in different classes, in my readings as well as conversations.  the one I have been thinking about lately is that most people, when they come to therapy, aren't ready for therapy.  They aren't strong enough.  They are too anxious, they react and don't reflect, and they don't really think about themselves in helpful ways.  What a therapist does is then get the client ready for therapy.  They do this by building up his ego strength, helping them think about themselves and look into how their past is influencing their present.  Only when this process is over can real therapy start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This got me thinking about christians.  Most people, even if they have been christians for a long time, aren't ready.  For community, for service, for a lot of things.  And we don't seem to have a good method of getting them ready.  That is as far as I got on this idea, so I will put it out there and see what else we can come up with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8319453470426367003?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8319453470426367003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8319453470426367003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8319453470426367003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8319453470426367003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-ready.html' title='Not Ready'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-2999497631151928069</id><published>2008-02-21T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:45:32.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditaton</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have been thinking a lot about meditation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stacy got me a book for &lt;i style=""&gt;Christmas Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind&lt;/i&gt;, that was pretty confusing, but basically got me excited about trying it out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I have been able to go 15 minutes, which is pretty amazing for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But usually 5 minutes at a time, and I have been doing it at least 2 or three times a week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually I just focus on my breathing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In and out, into my chest, stuff like that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I wait till I get a thought in my head, let in come all the way in on the breath in, then breathe it out after a second or two.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have noticed a difference, but it is in small ways so far.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am more aware of how much I rush through my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when I am relaxing, I am in a rush to get started relaxing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also am not as worried about boredom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can sit for a minute or two without being so anxious about what I should do next.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am a little less afraid of silence in conversations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when I physically feel the anxiety from the other person, I have been able to wait a bit and see what happens.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One time I kind of flipped and had a 3 hour stretch where I wasn’t anxious about anything, was truly in the present, wasn’t worried about the future and was content being exactly where I was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I even looked out of the bus window without daydreaming.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I actually looked around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Overall, I would say mediation has been a very good discovery for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-2999497631151928069?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/2999497631151928069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=2999497631151928069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/2999497631151928069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/2999497631151928069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/meditaton.html' title='Meditaton'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-6352751406287643844</id><published>2008-02-21T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T13:24:28.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>For the first time ever, I decided to do something for lent; give up video games.  I hasn't been easy, but I think it was a good idea.  I haven't been much more productive, but I have been happier.  I can tell I used video games as a way of calming my anxiety, so I have been a little more anxious about things, but I am more than willing to pay this price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-6352751406287643844?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6352751406287643844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=6352751406287643844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6352751406287643844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6352751406287643844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5565840335130997406</id><published>2008-02-12T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:48:30.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elie Wiesel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R7IUFWn0DII/AAAAAAAAAQs/jXlyITWITCE/s1600-h/wiesel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R7IUFWn0DII/AAAAAAAAAQs/jXlyITWITCE/s200/wiesel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166213804751850626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have spent a lot of time recently on Elie Wiesel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I read his book “Night” watched a documentary on his life, and even read Miroslav Volf’s response to his call to always remember.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would be easy to say he is a remarkable man, but I think what is truly remarkable is that he is rather ordinary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His impact in society has little to do with anything of his character, but rather what his situational circumstance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Reading&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; “Night” it is impossible to get the feeling that he survived because of anything to do with ability.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His prophetic voice is not because of his charisma, but simply because he was there and that he is a very honest writer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is echoed over in over in everything he says.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is a witness and his voice has authority simply because he was there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What am I a witness to?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is it that I have more authority to speak on than anyone else?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only my life, what I have experienced, survived and witnessed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even though my life is not uniquely special and I have inconsistent integrity and character, I still have things to say that need to be said.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have lived though suicide and years of deep depression, and yet I survived with a deep faith, compassion and an inner strength that makes no sense in my anxious mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can bring my perspective not because of anything I have earned, but simply by living through it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What have you been witness to?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is it the world is waiting to hear, waiting for you to start speaking it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5565840335130997406?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5565840335130997406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5565840335130997406' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5565840335130997406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5565840335130997406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/02/elie-wiesel.html' title='Elie Wiesel'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R7IUFWn0DII/AAAAAAAAAQs/jXlyITWITCE/s72-c/wiesel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-332952531001273609</id><published>2008-01-09T17:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:24:52.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R4V19gFXgcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YVaFOJTrORs/s1600-h/Gandhi_Downing_Street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R4V19gFXgcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YVaFOJTrORs/s200/Gandhi_Downing_Street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153655048040317378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If there is one concept that has changed my life more than any other this year, it is the third way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t even know where I first found it, but I know that I think it is important, I see it everywhere.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see it in the scriptures; Jesus calls it turning the other cheek.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see it in psychology, it is called reflecting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see it in books, in movies, in my life, in other people’s lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The third way is happening all around me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just never realized it was so foundational, so important, so astonishingly simple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I realized that in every conflict I have, either with another person or with myself, I usually do one of two things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I try to control or I back away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fight or flight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In attachment theory, this is ambivalent attachment and avoidant attachment.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I can get really angry at some problem I have, or I can distract myself from the problem and pretend it doesn’t exist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is how I usually live my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is how everyone lives there life.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Pretty boring when you think about it, and definitely not very helpful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We live out the same patterns, day after day, year after year, still fighting, still fleeing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But what is amazing is that all we have to do to change this is do anything else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As long as you don’t control or run, you are doing something different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if you are doing something different, you are breaking out of your addiction to reacting without any choice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anything will do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God isn't saying to us there is only one right answer; He is saying there are only two wrong answers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Recently I got a c- on a paper I thought I did a good job on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Normally I do one of two things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I get really angry at myself, sending me into a funk and I end up feeling really hopeless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or I try not to think about it, distracting myself by thinking about football.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what if I did something else?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if I thought about my paper without dwelling on it or running from it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would have been different, and that would have been the start of change in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t do something else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t even think about it till long after I had run from any thought of that paper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The third way is hard to remember when you are flooded with bad thoughts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it can be very exhausting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I have started to make those decisions, and I am noticing a profound change in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am finding a freedom I never thought I could live into.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel a little less pressure to get things right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I am more convinced than ever this is how God wants us to live, not reacting the same way we always have, like instinct in animals, but rather choosing freedom, choosing a better way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-332952531001273609?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/332952531001273609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=332952531001273609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/332952531001273609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/332952531001273609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2008/01/third-way.html' title='Third Way'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R4V19gFXgcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YVaFOJTrORs/s72-c/Gandhi_Downing_Street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-1556388884307157698</id><published>2007-12-26T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:34:08.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R3Ly9QFXgYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/n3rbJ9wJoPs/s1600-h/julies4horseslynnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R3Ly9QFXgYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/n3rbJ9wJoPs/s200/julies4horseslynnr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148444458141319554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is said that there are four kinds of horses; excellent ones, good ones, poor ones and bad ones.  The excellent horses will run slow and fast, right and left, at the driver's will, before it sees the shadow of the whip; the second best will run as well as the first one does, just before the whip reaches its skin; the poor ones will run when it feels pain on its body; the bad ones will run after the pain penetrates the marrow of its bones.  This is how most of us view ourselves and the world.  When we hear this story, we want to be the best horse, the one who has the easiest time changing, improving and succeeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if the measurement of the horses is wrong?  what if instead of running, they should be measured by which horse experiences the run the most?  Because the "bad horse" actually has to feel the whip deep inside of him, he knows the sacrifices needed to run.  The excellent horse never thinks it has to sacrifice.  This is how I believe God sees us and measures us.  It is not how easy it is for us to live the Christian life, but rather how much we sacrifice to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-1556388884307157698?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/1556388884307157698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=1556388884307157698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1556388884307157698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1556388884307157698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/12/4-horses.html' title='4 Horses'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R3Ly9QFXgYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/n3rbJ9wJoPs/s72-c/julies4horseslynnr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-6202506485641476651</id><published>2007-12-25T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:00:36.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R3HfvwFXgWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nYc2ZW-WBos/s1600-h/IMG_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R3HfvwFXgWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nYc2ZW-WBos/s200/IMG_0962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148141860515447138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, Christmas day, is my mom's 60th birthday.  Being at my parents home the past few days has really got me thinking about what my mom has taught me and how our relationship has been redeemed in the past 5 years or so.  It is inevitable that parents will wound us, and my mom has been no exception.  But what is amazing about my mom is how she has been an instigator of change and reconcilation in the same areas that were such wounds to me.  So I decided to make up a quick list of the most important things I learned from my mom in the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You are never to old to completely change your life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom will freely admit that this time of her life is the best time of her life.  She is more alive and more of who she was made to be than ever before.  Most of this process of change started in her 50's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  The more secure you are in who God made you to be, the easier it is to express grace and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Over the last year or so, my wife and I have been amazed at how kind and giving my mom is.  I never noticed it before.  She was always a nice person and willing to sacrifice for others, but now she has the confidence to be abundantly personal, and I have benefited from the intention of this.  I have begun to see this in my own life, that I really am much nicer and more giving than I thought I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  When you are with someone who is fully present, everyone benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has become a person of intention and candor.  She is less afraid to share her opinions, and she is never slow to acknowledge goodness and growth in others.  Her presence in a group of people, has opened up conversations and relationships in ways I didn't know mothers could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-6202506485641476651?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6202506485641476651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=6202506485641476651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6202506485641476651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6202506485641476651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R3HfvwFXgWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/nYc2ZW-WBos/s72-c/IMG_0962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5489514738444862592</id><published>2007-12-18T18:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T00:36:55.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should we pray?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R2iByAFXgUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_o2b1XRyH3A/s1600-h/SuperStock_475-2108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R2iByAFXgUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_o2b1XRyH3A/s200/SuperStock_475-2108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145505270286745922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just read something I wrote a long while back that really shook me up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was going through an old notebook and found a section called crazy prayers, written May 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; 2003.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wrote out a bunch of prayers I had that were very fantastic and large, and in any logical sense they weren’t things that would naturally happen in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They weren’t needs I had, but rather far-fetched desires.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember thinking a lot about abundance at the time, and coming to the realization that God is not working against me but rather for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God wants to bless me abundantly, and at least according to many verses in the bible, is waiting for me to ask.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I asked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On my list I prayed that God would give Stacy and I a huge house that we could minister from, bringing people in and always having it be a place of healing and hope.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I prayed that we would become people of great influence and that people would want to be apart of whatever we were doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I prayed that we would have many great people around us, people desiring great things and making them happen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And maybe most implausible of all, I prayed that I would become focused and manage my time well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But all of this still sounds great to me, and seeing this list again made me hunger for the place I was then, really believing in the abundance of God and waiting expectantly for it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What did surprise me was that I prayed that I wouldn’t have to work fulltime by the next two years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I remember right, what I was thinking was that God would provide some surprising blessing where I could spend more time ministering to others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What I got was very different, and until looking at the list, I never realized the connection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Within a year and a half of praying for this specific request I started to get headaches every day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By January I finally told Stacy that I have had a headache non-stop for a month.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A month later I went in to the doctor, hoping he would give me a better pain reliever than what I was used to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was hesitant about that; sure it was my new glasses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I persisted, and he ordered me an MRI.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A month later when that came back I had a brain malformation, and the only possible cure would be surgery. I am still waiting for that surgery.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Soon after that I had to quit work because the pain was too much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since then I have tried to find ways to alleviate the pain, but it is still very bad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have learned to work around a lot of the pain, and am in graduate school with at least decent odds of being able to pull it off and graduate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what do I do about this prayer?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I prayed that God would pull me out of fulltime work within 2 years, and I haven’t worked fulltime since.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is why I have a hard time praying such huge prayers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am afraid of the size of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am dealing with someone who has a very different sense of what I can handle than I do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I open up to God, I have no guarantee that I will end up okay on the other end.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So this is where I am now, a part of me scared out of my mind at the otherness, the unpredictability of the creator of the world that I have never seen or heard, and the other part of me saying what the hell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5489514738444862592?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5489514738444862592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5489514738444862592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5489514738444862592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5489514738444862592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/12/should-we-pray.html' title='Should we pray?'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R2iByAFXgUI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_o2b1XRyH3A/s72-c/SuperStock_475-2108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-1196503288470427149</id><published>2007-11-25T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:43:19.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R0pO6KLhq-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/QR8IR_7Y6BU/s1600-h/Upper-Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R0pO6KLhq-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/QR8IR_7Y6BU/s200/Upper-Room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137005086041549794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am learning how to wonder.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not just about other things, but about me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This might not sound like a huge deal to you, but it is for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t know that I could wonder about things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t think I had the time or the permission.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought I better get things figured out pretty quickly, or I will get behind and never catch up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And others will leave me behind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sounds exhausting just writing about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know how I did it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I didn’t do it very well, that is for sure.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I am finding out that I can wonder and that is good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have to find a solution to every problem in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All I have to do is not flee from my problems.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So if I don’t flee and don’t find solutions, what is left?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that is what wonder is all about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is about possibility and openness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is realizing that I do get anxious with people, and I don’t have to fix it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just get to think about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“It is interesting that I am feeling anxious” I say to myself, “I wonder why”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lately it has come to my attention that much of my motivation comes from the desire to make others approve of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been afraid of this realization for years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have fought it, denied it, tried to make it not be true, and worked really hard to change my motivation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;None of this worked, and finally I just sat down, exhausted, and admitted to myself it is true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then I stayed there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t come with an action plan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t over think it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t even try to find the reason I do it, the point in my story of my life where it all came from.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have done this in the past.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I called it “checking out”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would do everything I could to not think about what I knew was so painful to think about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But this time was different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stayed there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought about it, but didn't try to fix it, or beat myself up, or come up with a plan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought about it, and then I thought about something else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The next time it came up, I wasn’t as anxious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I thought about it then, and then thought about something else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not purposely changing the subject in my mind, but thinking it through and letting my mind go where it needed to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few days later, it came up again, and I wasn’t afraid of the truth of it at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I haven’t just accepted it as me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not meant to be someone who needs other’s approval.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God made me more glorious than that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have approval from God and can find my worth in my own voice, my own identification with my placement in God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Knowing this keeps me from settling.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wondering about myself is never settling. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because settling is really no different than checking out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of not thinking about the fact that I have a problem, I can just pretend that my problem is really no problem at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wonder takes it a step further.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It says that I am going to change, but the process won’t happen through external effort.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will happen through the outpouring of internal change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I can already see how I need less approval in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have started to see the change in conversations, saying what I mean not to impress or get any reaction out of someone, but because it is more true of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being able to compliment people, give feedback and not worry that I will look dumb or that I am trying to hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the amazing thing is that I haven’t worked at all at needing less approval.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have just wondered about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-1196503288470427149?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/1196503288470427149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=1196503288470427149' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1196503288470427149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1196503288470427149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-wonder.html' title='To Wonder'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R0pO6KLhq-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/QR8IR_7Y6BU/s72-c/Upper-Room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-6375179849674307076</id><published>2007-11-20T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T20:21:10.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt of the Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R0UCVaLhq9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/d9Nohzvy3UQ/s1600-h/Escape_From_Suppression.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R0UCVaLhq9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/d9Nohzvy3UQ/s200/Escape_From_Suppression.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135513516914093010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have heard most of my life that we are to be the salt of the earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It says we should do this in the bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know because I read it there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just don’t remember where.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somewhere in the back.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being the salt of the earth has something to do with standing out from others, and bringing flavor to the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I always thought that how we become salt in this word is to not do things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The best way to stand out, I thought to myself, is to not drink, not cuss, not sin, not gossip, not kill people, not have affairs, and not say God’s name in vain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I did all these things, and I didn’t really stand out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And most Christians try to do these things, at least for a while, until they get tired and do whatever their justification allows them to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then the non-Christian world looks at Christians and says that we are hypocrites.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Which we are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But what if saltiness has nothing to do with what we don’t do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if we are to stand out for what we do?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am sure all my readers are agreeing at this point.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But so would James Dobson and Pat Robertson and many other people you don’t agree with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They would say we should stand out by fighting for Christianity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would disagree with them, and I hope you would, as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We don’t have to fight for Christianity, it is in good enough hands already.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don’t have to fight for anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But what should we stand out for?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it is reconciliation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is nothing weirder to a non-believing world than what happens when people reconcile.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When people stand for justice, grieve the loss of relationship, ask for forgiveness and make steps toward a renewed relationship that is mutually beneficial.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we say to those who harm us “You hurt me, and I am sad and hurt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am hurt because I am wounded and I feel less.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am sad because I have lost relationship with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to forgive you because I miss you, I want reconciliation because I want you.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is our cry for relationships, and this is very foreign to a world that labels people quickly, writes them off, looks at them only for how they are productive and generally discards people at the first hint of betrayal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What could stand out more to a world needing hope than a Christian community combined with perpetrators and victims, always looking for reconciliation, always pushing for restored relationships?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is salt, this is light, and this is exciting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why aren’t you fighting for broken relationships in your own life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where is your heart for reconciliation, for the relationship after the rupture, the chance to extend grace, to humbly risk yourself to another?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-6375179849674307076?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6375179849674307076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=6375179849674307076' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6375179849674307076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6375179849674307076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/11/salt-of-earth.html' title='Salt of the Earth'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/R0UCVaLhq9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/d9Nohzvy3UQ/s72-c/Escape_From_Suppression.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8538086107629036086</id><published>2007-11-11T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T11:09:17.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peach and Peach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RzdTVaIthnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ydNW6lXCrTg/s1600-h/300px-VanGogh_Bedroom_Arles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RzdTVaIthnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ydNW6lXCrTg/s200/300px-VanGogh_Bedroom_Arles1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131661927670187634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Where have you been?"  I said to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, around, but mainly not around.  I haven't been out much, just adjusting to new things and struggling though old things.  I don't feel myself, though.  I feel empty when I stay in.  Days just seems to go by and nothing changes and I don't notice myself at all.  It is as if I forget to ask about me.  And I get discouraged, and that keeps me in."  I responded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't loose heart"  I said to myself "You are out today, and it is good to see you.  So be happy that you are out, and enjoy noticing yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will"  I said "And I do"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8538086107629036086?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8538086107629036086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8538086107629036086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8538086107629036086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8538086107629036086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/11/peach-and-peach.html' title='Peach and Peach'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RzdTVaIthnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ydNW6lXCrTg/s72-c/300px-VanGogh_Bedroom_Arles1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-4700405609501469445</id><published>2007-11-04T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T11:03:03.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to a Dying Saint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Ry68iQiXw1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/w2_mfXGrNz4/s1600-h/gloryhole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Ry68iQiXw1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/w2_mfXGrNz4/s200/gloryhole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129244322362278738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today you asked me to tell you again about death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Death is glory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Glory so great that it requires more of you that you can give now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has a new purpose for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A greater purpose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You body is tired and used, it is fulfilled its purpose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But God is not done with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He will need to equip you to live with Him in glory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God has a purpose for you and He wants to put you to work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He wants you to build with your hands something that produces glory, something that reflects His incomprehensible beauty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But now your hands are old and used.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have suffered the age of this world; they have been worn down with toil and pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You need new hands, hands that can craft the beauty of Heaven.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You need hands of Gold, a perfect mirror that reflect face of God. Your new hands can make something beautiful because they radiate the only true source of Beauty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your eyes are too weak to see the beauty of your new hands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are old from straining. You strained too hard to see God how your eyes thought He should look.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You fought and fought for God to make sense and be visible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This wore out your eyes, and God wants to give you new ones.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wants to put diamonds in your eyes, diamonds that pierce through the truth of anything they see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your new eyes will pierce through any box you try to put God in, they will not let you limit Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are now ready.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your ears are not good enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You need to hear all the words of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God is huge, but he also speaks quietly, intimately.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He whispers his love in poetry too intimate, to sensual for anyone else to hear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your ears are tired.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You need ears to hear the quietest whisper, the faintest breaths.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God will give you ears of leaves, leaves that soak up the words, than grow and thrive only when they are fed words of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has secrets, and He wants you to know them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your feet are too slow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You need new feet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God created you to enjoy Him, and He has missed the sight of you in pure pleasure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now God says it is time to play…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-4700405609501469445?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4700405609501469445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=4700405609501469445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4700405609501469445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4700405609501469445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/11/open-letter-to-dying-saint.html' title='An Open Letter to a Dying Saint'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Ry68iQiXw1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/w2_mfXGrNz4/s72-c/gloryhole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-4686134346730372865</id><published>2007-10-29T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:04:05.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to a Wounded Idealist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RyY8DQiXwxI/AAAAAAAAANg/k0BzVPhLdlA/s1600-h/220px-Andrea_Mantegna_088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RyY8DQiXwxI/AAAAAAAAANg/k0BzVPhLdlA/s200/220px-Andrea_Mantegna_088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126851252484293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear friend, I love your heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love your passion and compassion, your fierce rejection of anything but truth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your heart hates the effects of evil, and it will not let God off the hook.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have seen what this world can do to innocent people. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is no reason to hide your disappointment, or to temper your rage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don’t allow yourself to be appeased with trite answers; you desire freedom from evil and hate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your heart calls me to more; it keeps me honest and searching.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are a beautiful manifestation of the compassion and passion of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God also loves your heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He made you to feel, and experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He created your heart huge and powerful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have a bigger heart than most people, but God made your heart to be bigger than you can imagine, and he is working even now to grow your heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And God is not afraid of your heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is not afraid of what you will find when you follow your heart towards compassion, towards true justice and the true state of mankind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wants more of you, not less of you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, you say there can be no reason good enough for the pain and suffering that happens in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All the rape and killing of children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Starvation, tsunamis, earthquakes, dictators, children soldiers, ethnic cleansing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I agree with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is nothing I can come up with that could possibly make all of this worth it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I have hope that there is something more, something bigger and deeper than anything I can imagine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the promise of God that some days I get to believe and some days I don’t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what Paul was talking about when he said “&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It must be amazing, whatever it is that will be revealed to us that can redeem the worst the world has ever suffered.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The greater the evil, the greater the size of whatever can redeem it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You do not let God off the hook for the truth of evil.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do not let Him off the hook for the incomprehensible size of what He says will redeem everything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;You don’t have to believe it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most days I don’t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I do know that the one who promises me this also is the only one who surprises me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I glimpse the face of God, using when I am singing in church, I am overwhelmed with what His presence says to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The difference between what I know to be true and what I experience with God is so profound that it brings me to tears.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually sobs and gasps and it becomes uncomfortable for those next to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But somehow this brings me comfort.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that one day this will bring your beautiful heart comfort as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;To all my readers who are also wounded idealists, where do you see yourself in this?  Do not let me off the hook, but rather challenge my comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-4686134346730372865?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4686134346730372865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=4686134346730372865' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4686134346730372865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4686134346730372865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/open-letter-to-wounded-idealist.html' title='An Open Letter to a Wounded Idealist'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RyY8DQiXwxI/AAAAAAAAANg/k0BzVPhLdlA/s72-c/220px-Andrea_Mantegna_088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-3249030052080928997</id><published>2007-10-22T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:13:13.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Bring Out the Glory in Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rx1mU35q5cI/AAAAAAAAANI/HMZFHvIWEMo/s1600-h/450px-Marek_Aureliusz_Kapitol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 288px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rx1mU35q5cI/AAAAAAAAANI/HMZFHvIWEMo/s400/450px-Marek_Aureliusz_Kapitol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124364459806746050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Laugh  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Encourage and praise&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Brag about the strengths of your friends&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Ask questions, be interested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Pray&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. Accept first, then figure out what to do&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. Be affectionate&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. Smile&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. Make eye contact&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Be excited to see people, sad to see them leave&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. Expect greatness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. Expose them to other great people&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. Know things about them, remember what they tell you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. Always look for someone’s hidden glory, encourage it to come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. Praise them every time they accomplish even the smallest thing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;16. Be willing to be deep but be easy going&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;17. Be courageous in confrontation, but always one on one&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;18. Allow criticism, and don’t defend yourself&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;19. Give others the spotlight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;20. Shine yourself and others will want to as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By Jeremy Pietsch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-3249030052080928997?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3249030052080928997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=3249030052080928997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3249030052080928997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3249030052080928997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-bring-out-best-in-others.html' title='How to Bring Out the Glory in Others'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rx1mU35q5cI/AAAAAAAAANI/HMZFHvIWEMo/s72-c/450px-Marek_Aureliusz_Kapitol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-4862860288645158267</id><published>2007-10-19T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:12:04.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God as Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rx1oy35q5dI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5uS0OnH3e-s/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124367174226077138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" height="312" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rx1oy35q5dI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5uS0OnH3e-s/s400/kiss.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always had a hard time really getting a lot from seeing God as father.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This probably says a lot about me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had neither a really great relationship with my earthly father when I was a kid, or a really poor one.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If it would have been great I could have just viewed God the same way I view my dad.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If it would have been bad, I would have looked to God to fill a gapping hole in my life that my earthly father never filled, to be the perfect father.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But it turns out, for me at least, a “good-enough” father leads to a lack of desire for a “good-enough” Father God.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I struggled with this for years, trying to see God as father.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could see God as a friend, because I longed for friendships.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could see God as “Other” because I was very aware of my sinfulness and separation from anything perfect.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could see God in nature, in science, in knowledge.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could see God hiding underneath the words I read as I learned about any subject.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can see His grace, His longing for connection, His love of reconciliation in counseling.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can see His creation come alive when I write.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I didn’t know how to “balance” my view of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I finally made a choice, and I think it is slowly changing everything about me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I no longer want a balanced view of God.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want to see him first and foremost as lover.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am sure this might sound weird to some and unbalanced to others.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I realized it was time to take a risk and try to live in faith.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I am wrong I will take it up with God when I get to heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The change already has been dramatic.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When God is most central as lover, I relate to Him not with my thoughts, but with longing.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I believe Song of Solomon, God does not hate me for my sin, or just want me to be a better person.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God desires me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is impossible to stay the same when you live your life realizing God is constantly moving towards you.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Movement changes people, and it has changed me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When God is lover, I remember to relate to Him, to interact with him with my whole body.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is easy to think about God, or tell Him you love Him.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is hard to “feel” God.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is even harder to remember that God feels me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As I change my presence, as I grow into the very person I am, God notices the change in me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He doesn’t just listen to what I say, or just watch I do, but He feels my presence when I do things that affect my heart.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God experiences me through His senses the same way I love Him through my senses.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He loves me sensually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have just begun my thoughts on this subject, and most of it I will only figure out as it actually happens to me.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am experiencing God pursue me more, long for me as I long for Him.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I believe His love for me more often, and I am more excited for heaven.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Salvation is a wedding ring.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is preparing me for the wedding.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I will take my chances seeing God as my perfect lover, and I as the object of His desire.&lt;/p&gt;What do you think? Should we be careful in our view of God or should we take more risks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-4862860288645158267?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4862860288645158267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=4862860288645158267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4862860288645158267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4862860288645158267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/god-as-lover-part-1.html' title='God as Lover'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rx1oy35q5dI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5uS0OnH3e-s/s72-c/kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-6137298936793377497</id><published>2007-10-18T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:07:04.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Crazy Can't Be All Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxePgkaftbI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wP4S4l-2Rb0/s1600-h/170px-VanGogh_1887_Selbstbildnis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxePgkaftbI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wP4S4l-2Rb0/s400/170px-VanGogh_1887_Selbstbildnis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122720890850620850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Balance is good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have heard this message for years, and for years I believed it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our generations are all screaming for balance as if it is a solution to every problem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Balance is not making choices, but doing a little of everything.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Why choose between having a family and a busy job?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are balanced you don’t need to choose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Balance keeps you from taking unnecessary risks by hedging your bets.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why should you just teach your children piano, when you can also have them learn ballet, and soccer and Latin?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This leads to “well-roundedness”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this worldview, extremes are seen as bad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You shouldn’t be “right-wing” or “left-wing”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You shouldn’t care about your job to the detriment of your family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You should balance your work life, social life, family life and spiritual life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You should read a little bit from every perspective, you should know a little bit about every subject, you should try new restaurants, try every exercise machine in the gym, get to know people from different cultures, learn new languages, hang out with people who think differently than you and never be too passionate about one thing to the detriment of your other passions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know if I disagree with any of these things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This seems like a very rational argument for the need of balance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even my field of study, psychology, puts great value on removing extremes, balancing and perspective.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often it seems to me that the pinnacle of mental health is seeing oneself as “not that bad” and “good, but not the greatest thing ever.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But something about all this balancing seems not quite right to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not sure I want to be rational and balanced.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I only get to live once, and I am afraid a little too much of hedging my bets and choosing a little of everything will not only keep me “well-rounded"” but also mediocre.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is a proverb that says “there are no rational men at the top of the mountain.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many of the biographies I have read of great men and women where far from balanced people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were poor parents, tough on co-workers, incredibly inefficient, bad at attention to detail and often very willing to bend the rules.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whenever the discussion comes up about great men in the past and their lack of paying attention to their children, it is always said that they should have balanced their lives more, and this would have made everything better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if there is another option?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if they balanced their lives less?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of not spending time with their wives and kids, what if they didn’t have a family?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then they wouldn’t have to balance work life with family life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if we encouraged our passionate missionaries, visionaries and luminaries to make hard choices?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if the answer isn’t always balancing everything, but balancing fewer things?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know what to do with this subject.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want to go crazy, or be a poor family man, or push others away with too much extreme.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I also want to be great, not mediocre.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tell me what you think?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I wrong in having such a hard time with being “well-rounded", or is there something to being a little extreme?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-6137298936793377497?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/6137298936793377497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=6137298936793377497' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6137298936793377497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/6137298936793377497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-crazy-cant-be-all-bad.html' title='A Little Crazy Can&apos;t Be All Bad'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxePgkaftbI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wP4S4l-2Rb0/s72-c/170px-VanGogh_1887_Selbstbildnis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-4124144284919014187</id><published>2007-10-15T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:13:18.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shannon's Recipe for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxPJ1EaftaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CI0xV8_UnGY/s1600-h/180px-The_Assumption_of_the_Virgin_%281612-17%29%3B_Peter_Paul_Rubens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxPJ1EaftaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CI0xV8_UnGY/s400/180px-The_Assumption_of_the_Virgin_%281612-17%29%3B_Peter_Paul_Rubens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121659114805507490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;BOOKS THAT BRING HEAVEN TO EARTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Georges Bernanos “Diary of a Country Priest” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“All is grace”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;G.K. Chesterton “Man Who Was Thursday” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Everything is related in romance”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;G.K. Chesterton “Orthodoxy” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“L&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ife&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is a romance and a fairy tale, and it is the conclusion of the spiritually wise that find this”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Letters of Van Gogh: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“beauty is everywhere”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Rainier Maria Rilke “Letters to a Young Poet”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Love your life”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Antoine de Saint Exupéry “The little prince”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Don’t accept what you are given”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky “&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Brothers Karamazov”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Especially Zosìma and Alyosha&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Abandonment to Love of Everything”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frederick Buechner “&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Godric” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The gospel as fairytale, embracing the emotional and sensual richness of your life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;C.S. Lewis “Till We Have Faces”&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Every time I read it, I get more, but there is so much to it and it is still a mystery.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marva Dawn&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;“&lt;span style=""&gt;Powers, Weakness, and the Tabernacling of God”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Our weakness is not a voluntary weakening of our strengths, but weakness is at the end of our strengths, and God is there.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Erwin McManus “&lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Barbarian Way&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The call of the Christian is to tenacious freedom and action”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-4124144284919014187?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4124144284919014187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=4124144284919014187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4124144284919014187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4124144284919014187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/shannons-recipe-for-life.html' title='Shannon&apos;s Recipe for Life'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxPJ1EaftaI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CI0xV8_UnGY/s72-c/180px-The_Assumption_of_the_Virgin_%281612-17%29%3B_Peter_Paul_Rubens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-1920090780380094745</id><published>2007-10-12T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:57:12.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxA0AkaftZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zev1n4pDTds/s1600-h/PattyGriffinLivingWithGhosts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxA0AkaftZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zev1n4pDTds/s200/PattyGriffinLivingWithGhosts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120649960699704722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello Readers, this is the project for picking a theme song for the coming year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last year’s song was “poor man’s house” by patty griffin, which, unfortunately, I don’t know how to add to this post.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I would love if you would send your nominees for the theme song of my next year, then I will let you all vote on the nominees.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Songs that are emotionally moving and have some good lyrics are usually best, but we are open to all sorts of creativity here.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-1920090780380094745?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/1920090780380094745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=1920090780380094745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1920090780380094745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1920090780380094745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-of-year.html' title='Song of the year'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxA0AkaftZI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zev1n4pDTds/s72-c/PattyGriffinLivingWithGhosts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-621737804548875792</id><published>2007-10-07T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:26:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Surrender worth it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAyKUaftVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X_bDl5lsqL0/s1600-h/hopper.chop-suey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAyKUaftVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X_bDl5lsqL0/s200/hopper.chop-suey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120647929180173650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been trying this new thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It probably will sound cliché to you, because in the past it has for me as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But lately I have been trying to &lt;i style=""&gt;surrender&lt;/i&gt; to my experiences.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I am in a conversation I throw myself into trying out everything the person says.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I consider everything and hold back nothing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I write a paper, I ask myself what my heart is yearning for, not what answer my mind is quick to come up with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I am reading a book I try to experience it with my whole being.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That means I take off everything I believe as I try on what the author is saying.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stop defending myself, get rid of presuppositions and don’t fear the implications of whatever is being proposed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I don’t do this by trying hard to not be defensive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do it by being more and more open, and the lack of defensiveness and fear is only a sign of my openness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of the time, when I read something, or watch a movie, I approach it like a critic would.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I break it down into components and evaluate what is good and what is bad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From there I can tell you whether or not I liked something and why I like or don’t like it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I can’t tell you how I experienced it, or what it felt like to live under the rules it professes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when I &lt;i style=""&gt;surrender&lt;/i&gt; to my experience, I cannot evaluate, because evaluating doesn’t cost me anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have to approach my experiences with myself, and that leaves me vulnerable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The process isn’t about believing everything you hear, or forgetting who you are, or being passive and weak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somehow, I don’t know exactly how ; I am more present when I surrender.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it is because my guards and presuppositions not only keep other people and ideas from impacting me, but they also keep me from entering the room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Right now this process is exhausting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know this is because I have so much experience approaching subjects cautiously, risking little and labeling quickly, and I have so little experience taking my time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So far I have at least one experience a day where I surrender myself to whatever is happening, surrounded by a greater number of experiences I tried to surrender to and failed, and an ever greater number I forgot to try and treated someone or something as an external object.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I am noticing the other times more because of the contrast they have with the times that I am living in freedom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the process is absolutely exhilarating, and I have complete faith it will get easier the more I do it and the better I get.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In one of my counseling sessions, where I tried to completely &lt;i style=""&gt;surrender&lt;/i&gt; to everything that was happening, my counselor noted the change in me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She said that she has never felt me more present in the room, and she has never felt more space for herself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t think of a better complement right now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I am writing this I have had a really hard day with headaches, fear of disappointment and feeling overwhelmed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the highlight of this day was surrendering my heart to writing this post, feeling free to let any emotion come up, whether it is fear, discouragement, distraction, boredom, excitement or bliss.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After experiencing all of these emotions, I am left with a steady, determined thirst for this life, convinced that freedom and openness is worth the cost of exhaustion, disappointment, frustration and isolation and anything else that I &lt;b style=""&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; feel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am living for Glory, and no price is to large for that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-621737804548875792?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/621737804548875792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=621737804548875792' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/621737804548875792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/621737804548875792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-surrender-worth-it.html' title='Is Surrender worth it?'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAyKUaftVI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X_bDl5lsqL0/s72-c/hopper.chop-suey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-1917746463741539761</id><published>2007-10-06T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T19:50:47.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAyf0aftWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KRSfmb3v22A/s1600-h/assisi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAyf0aftWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KRSfmb3v22A/s200/assisi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120648298547361122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn N.T. Wright.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why are you so smart?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you were less smart I could argue with you in the way you argue, which is with big words, dropping important names and bible references.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t think you would ever listen to me otherwise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I came to you and told you my conscience is uncomfortable with what you write, what would you say?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if I told you I have &lt;i style=""&gt;seen&lt;/i&gt; God work in different ways?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if I said I have learned to be intuitive to my emotions as I encounter the emotions of others, and that I feel &lt;i style=""&gt;fear&lt;/i&gt; when I read your piece.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not that I am afraid, but maybe that you write out of a certain sense of fear, of an obligation to keep things together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What would you say to me?  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What you could do is use my methods against me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could say that your conscience is right before the Lord.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could say that I am uncomfortable with your theology because I am uncomfortable with all modern theologians, an unfair grouping akin to racism.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could say that I am confusing you with other theologians and I haven’t really given you a chance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You could say that it is my personal issues that want to keep things from being held together, that it is my own fear that others will control me that makes me fight against anything that smells of control.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you would be right on all counts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But it doesn’t mean that there is no space for me also being right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You said no one should worship the sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You wrote that beauty and nature is only an echo of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only is nature not God, but it cannot directly lead you to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is where I cannot in good conscience go along with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All this seems to make logical sense to me, but I still don’t like it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life is not separated into what is logical and what is illogical.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t help but feel that your method is a deadening of desire, maybe even leading to the quenching of the spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If nature brings you to God, don’t qualify it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just worship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When you glimpse beauty, throw your soul at it, don’t hold back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can never see God in beauty with a tentative heart. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to get over my self and actually feel for something outside of myself?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart is already careful, I do not need to calm it more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I need to let it free.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If the sun calls me to God, I will sing to the Glory of a God that knows of my lack of understanding, and loves to see that I enjoy Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-1917746463741539761?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/1917746463741539761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=1917746463741539761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1917746463741539761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1917746463741539761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/worship-sun.html' title='Just Worship'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAyf0aftWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/KRSfmb3v22A/s72-c/assisi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-811946480981224180</id><published>2007-10-04T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:25:01.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great'/><title type='text'>Waiting for Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAzA0aftXI/AAAAAAAAAME/IXQey54ve5w/s1600-h/Lightmatter_Sistine_Chapel_ceiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAzA0aftXI/AAAAAAAAAME/IXQey54ve5w/s400/Lightmatter_Sistine_Chapel_ceiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120648865483044210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I titled this blog “is change possible” because I saw my life calling as trying to bring change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I said that I would be willing to be apart of any major movement as long as it was about change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am beginning to see this as foolish.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that change doesn’t happen by focusing on change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Change is only a result of wanting something greater.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am beginning to believe change happens when I focus on Glory.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I couldn’t be where I am now without going through where I once was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My focus on change gave me a sense of longing, an unquenchable desire for more than mediocrity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By wanting change, I began to see what doesn’t matter, what is waste.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It became so unimportant to me to look cool, or coming across as cool or attracting attention just so people would like me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not that I don’t want people to like me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am a self-professed intimacy junkie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s just that I had a stronger urge for them to like me for the right reasons.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wanted relationships because I heard they brought change and I believed them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not knowledge, or insight, or memorizing bible verses that help someone overcome their fractured self.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are healed only when we experience wholeness, and we do this in relationship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I am lonely I am not made whole by telling myself that I am a good person, or that God loves me, or that this is because my 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; grade teacher shamed me for wanting relationships.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are all important things to know and they can bring a lot of healing, but they should never be the primary goal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What changes me when I am lonely is to experience what it is to not be alone with another person.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To long for change is to long for relationships.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know see a better reason for wanting relationships than wanting change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What if I wanted relationships so I can love and be loved?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is such a simple idea, I might get the idea that carrying this out will be easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But abandonment is never easy, and alloying myself to be known, to be seen, to be experienced and to be loved is impossible without a foolish amount of abandonment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I step back and look at this world, I realize how foolish I was to aim for change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This world needs more than positive change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This world needs Glory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God calls us to bring the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Heaven&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to Earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;That is Glory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I dream of the beauty, the awesomeness of God’s Kingdom, I don’t need to think about what is wrong with the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The redemption of the world comes naturally as an abundant outpouring as I focus on greater things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God wants us to shame the wise and humble the proud with the wisdom of Heaven.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I cannot do this by looking at the wise and the proud.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I experiencing the absurdity of Heaven I naturally call the world into account.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By living in the freedom of Glory, I can live free from others expectations and control.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To not live under power exposes the limits of the powerful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I relate to someone &lt;b style=""&gt;without&lt;/b&gt; cowering, or allowing them to shame me, or reacting and becoming defensive, I bring them shame.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I don’t want to do it for them, to shame them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to do it for me, because it is always better to be free.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I invite someone into relationship with me when I know they want to label me, I can expose the holes in their judgments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I stand up for myself and show grace, I make someone curious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe they will question if what they believe is right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe they will look at themselves a second longer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;See, turning the other cheek is never about backing down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is about getting knocked on your ass, dusting yourself off, standing right back up in the face of your oppressor, and inviting him to knock you on your ass again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But this time it is different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because that is not weak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Choosing not to fight is very different than being unable to fight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But once again I do not want to stand up and turn my cheek to my oppressor because I want to show him his folly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stand up because I want to get out of the dirt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I turn my check because it is better for ME to not respond in anger.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is because I see God’s glory when I do not hate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I realized all of this when I was thinking of suffering and how important it is for the Christian life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But suffering is only a result of something greater; it should never be a goal in and of itself.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A good friend told me that desiring to suffer only leads people to self-righteousness and making them a martyr.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when we envision joy, and yearn to find it, pursue it ever chance we get, and fight to find the joy in this world, suffering will come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it leads to much fuller suffering.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is suffering from longing for the perfection of the provision of God’s hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is glory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is not self-righteous, because it is longing for something greater than suffering, which is Joy, but it realizes that all joy requires suffering.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because of this, suffering can become beauty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But only when it is a result of searching for something much greater.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I guess I could have titled this post “Focus” because everything I am writing about concerns what should be your primary focus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not enough to focus on good things, or make a priority of the truths of the bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To live into the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Glory&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, we all have to focus on only the best things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes when I think about how much effort it takes to train myself to live for Glory, I get exhausted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because it will be a lot of work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I am comforted that my strength to live under Glory will not come from a superior amount of determination or effort, but an ever greatening simplicity of focus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-811946480981224180?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/811946480981224180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=811946480981224180' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/811946480981224180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/811946480981224180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting-for-glory.html' title='Waiting for Glory'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAzA0aftXI/AAAAAAAAAME/IXQey54ve5w/s72-c/Lightmatter_Sistine_Chapel_ceiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-748099825812336879</id><published>2007-10-04T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:00:33.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comming Attractions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are a few of the Festivals that need to happen this fall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of them will occur at the Mars Dorm, so if you are in the area, please check times and see what festivals are available.  If any of you were thinking of moving to Seattle and needed some extra motivation I hope this will spur your decision on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. West Wing/a Few Good Men/Clueless party:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bunch of people sitting around a table, staying up all night solving the world’s problems, eating Chinese food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would need (1) an apartment (2) a big table that could fit laptops, loose paper strewn everywhere, and Chinese food, and (3) Chinese food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And let us not forget (4) people that want to change the world&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Anne of Green Gables party:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bunch of people sitting around watching hours and hours of Anne of Green Gables.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What we need (1) the movie, (2) a projector that that one girl can get from her dad who works at a church (3) pillows and blankets to sit on (4) a big open wall (5) tea and fancy little cookies and fancy little cracker and other fancy foods you eat at a tea party and (6) costumes, at least for Kim.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No one else really needs a costume.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Patty Griffin party:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bunch of people listening to Justin and Naomi playing Patty Griffin Songs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What we need (1) Justin (2) Naomi (3) Snacks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Martin Luther King Party:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This happens on or near Martin Luther King Day In January, and it is a bunch of people getting together around candles and listening to readings of Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need (1) candles (2) Shannon or Naomi or someone who is a great reader (3) Works of Martin Luther King Jr. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. “Passions Party”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bunch of people sitting together talking about what they love and brainstorming about what they wish they could do with their lives, all in a nurturing and supportive environment of love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What we need (1) convince people that the “Passions Party” is completely on the up and up (2) a nurturing and supportive environment (3) Alchohol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. “Babette’s Feast” Feast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bunch of people eating great food while watching Babette’s feast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What we need (1) The movie from the Mars Hill Library (2) great food (3) wine&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. Women of liberation party:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A Bunch of people sitting around eating food, listening to readings and celebrating the lives of women, like Joan of Ark and Sophie Shoal, who gave their lives for a better world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-748099825812336879?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/748099825812336879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=748099825812336879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/748099825812336879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/748099825812336879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/comming-attractions.html' title='Comming Attractions'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5645482865171351219</id><published>2007-10-02T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:25:32.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Response'/><title type='text'>Response to the Professor in Sexual Disorders Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAzUEaftYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UvlagQzkrjs/s1600-h/Borges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAzUEaftYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UvlagQzkrjs/s200/Borges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120649196195526018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I still am having a hard time with what you said in class.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When you said that women are almost always the relational barometers for a relationship, and that is because women are more relational than me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know you are talking to women primarily and wanting women to know what to expect, but I think it discredits what being a man is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know why I am not a relational barometer in my marriage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is because I am afraid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am afraid of what it would bring up and what it would require of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But don’t tell me that men are incapable of being aware of the relationship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have feelings and emotions, and I can be aware of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can be intuitive and can read the emotions of my partner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have the Holy Spirit and I can listen to when my spirit and my soul is not right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fact that I don’t does not mean I should.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I read the scripture I see no exception given to men for listening to the voice of God, or caring for others, or even the basic commandment of love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Love is not self seeking, it always protects, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I as a man do not want to talk about the relationship, or care what is happening in the relationship, and refuse to take initiative in pursuing my partner, I do not love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You also said that men and women are just built differently, and that affects how hard it is for men to stop in sex.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How do you know what parts of this are social constructs, and what is not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have heard the stories of many men of what messages they were told by their fathers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been told by countless movies, and books and sermons that as a man I have a sex drive that must be regulated and released.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you know how that message makes me feel?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like an animal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t tell me I am an animal because my greatest fear is that I will believe it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I am not a slave to my desires.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I, as a man, have the capability for self-control.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my sexual relations I am given no pass to take advantage of anyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not primarily a women’s responsibility to stop a man from proceeding when she is unwilling or unsure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is the responsibility of the man’s conscience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not believe men can overcome their sexual violence toward women when men are consistently told they cannot help themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our society, our churches and communities will not change while we don't hold men accountable.  Can you please hold me and my sex to a higher standard?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been created to reflect the glory of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My God is a God of reconciliation and relationship.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I live under the message the world has given me as a man, I reflect God as using us for His purposes, as using us and discarding us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5645482865171351219?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5645482865171351219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5645482865171351219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5645482865171351219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5645482865171351219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/responce-to-professor-in-sexual.html' title='Response to the Professor in Sexual Disorders Class'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/RxAzUEaftYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UvlagQzkrjs/s72-c/Borges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-4189831567017717122</id><published>2007-10-01T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:13:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 thoughts on Ephesians</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. This book is very positive, and Paul is in a very good mood&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. I usually gloss over all the positive stuff and get to the “to-do” list.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will take effort for me to really meditate on “what a rich and glorious inheritance He has given his people”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. I don’ think Paul wants us to focus on our behaviors, at least in the first 3 chapters.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When he brings up things for us to do, I think they are more of a sign that we are on the right path than a destination to strive for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. 5:10 “try to find what is pleasing to the Lord.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This sounds so playful to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God is not looking for absolutes; there is often not a right or wrong.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But he desires that we listen to the Holy Spirit and try things out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. I like the first half of the book much more right now than the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; half.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I do like the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; half of chapter 6.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Feel free to comment on my thoughts or to make your own comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-4189831567017717122?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/4189831567017717122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=4189831567017717122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4189831567017717122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/4189831567017717122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-1-thoughts-on-ephesians.html' title='Day 1 thoughts on Ephesians'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-127230832857505825</id><published>2007-10-01T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:22:51.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Response'/><title type='text'>Response to a Careless Patriot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Letter written to some students who voiced thier allegiance to the President of Iran for his bravery in standing up to the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United   States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;While you were praising the President of Iran, I couldn’t help think that you were only lifting him up to put others down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You said that you don’t know what you believe about this man, but that you respect his desire to challenge the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’ assertion that it has the right to be the world power.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You seemed to be aligning yourself with anyone that is willing to challenge the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will follow your lead and assert myself that I don’t know what I believe about &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Iran&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, or even the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;United&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;State&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s place in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But What I do know is that your manner in approaching this subject troubled me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want you to believe I am making any rebuttal because of any uncomfort over my own beliefs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What I do believe, and believe more strongly than any position I have on any of these issues, is that what you did say in class is &lt;i style=""&gt;far from what your heart is longing to say&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want you to gloss over injustice or ignore your greater sensitivity to what the Holy Spirit is saying to you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I want you to want more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t believe it is enough to fix the problems of the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think this would only lead to mediocrity, as fixing something that is bad only makes it “not bad”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe how we live into the resurrection of Christ is that we dream of heaven here on earth and align our hearts with the message that says it can happen and it can happen while we are alive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is nothing more beautiful to me than the sight of someone who has sold her soul for the hope that the Kingdom of God can be created on earth, even though she is aware how impossible this dream really is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to be a man like this, naively trusting that I can be worker, a co-creator in building a &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Love&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, Freedom and Relationship, that will fail miserably almost every day I join in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I bring to you, then, is that you are setting your sights way to low.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of setting your mind &lt;i style=""&gt;against&lt;/i&gt; something you don’t believe in, why don’t you &lt;i style=""&gt;open&lt;/i&gt; your soul &lt;i style=""&gt;for&lt;/i&gt; something you believe in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Living into the incarnation is not aligning yourself with people who challenge the proud and powerful, any more than it is to join those who oppress others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Living into the incarnation is going to both the weak and powerful, both &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Iran&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and painting a picture of a better world. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Living into the incarnation is living under the rules of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;God&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, a kingdom that shames the powerful not by attacking them but by elevating the weak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;God&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; doesn’t have to convince people that they are wrong, does not have to shame, or argue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even the smallest true glimpse of the outworking of the Glory of Heaven on Earth blazes with such Extravagant Grace that tears a hole in mankind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Paint the picture of heaven, live a life that turns the rules of the world on its head and it will shame a system more than any debate or refutation, more than and war or sanction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As you talked I realized you were just as distant from your opinions as I was from you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In your life, where is the cost to you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It costs nothing to label and dismiss.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where are you abandoning yourself and your need to be right to bring the incarnation to a fallen world?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You were made to long for something so fantastic and beautiful the world could not even fathom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please hear this, please hear the excitement I have in believing you will become great, and hear my sadness that you are settling for fighting for mediocrity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-127230832857505825?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/127230832857505825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=127230832857505825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/127230832857505825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/127230832857505825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/responce-to-careless-patriot.html' title='Response to a Careless Patriot'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-1978012996138026704</id><published>2007-10-01T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:23:07.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Response'/><title type='text'>Response to a Critical Dismissers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="mailto:kimberlybgeorge@msn.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(This is my response to some in my theology class who stated they had a hard time with the theologian we were reading because he was a rich white male and wanted to read something else)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you talked about the need to hear other voices, I personally heard a stronger story in your statement, and I can’t help but feel dismissed by what you have said.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel dismissed not because I am a rich, white, powerful male, though I am close.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel dismissed because I have grown to love them; I have grown to see that many fought for life and freedom, and that many also fought for my current ability to think about them.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have heard often the message to invite, I have been told many times to never look past someone because of their story, no matter what story it is.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In my short time here at Mars Hill I have seen what it is like to be listened to when everyone else writes you off.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have read Jesus say to love my enemy, and I have hated those words.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want to separate, to see division and to make sides, for and against.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want to kill someone with kindness, I want to wake them up and shame them of their self-centered ways.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want to listen to my enemies, or the proud, or the self-righteous, I want to startle them out of their complacency and self-centeredness.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But as I am starting to believe what I am hearing I no longer want to love my enemies so that they will have heaping coal burn a hole through their heads, or whatever the good book says about such things says.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I want to love them because I don’t want them to be my enemies.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want enemies anymore.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have hurt too long living in this way. This is the struggle I am having with you as I am seeking a connection with you.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want to invite you to dialogue; I want to dismiss you for your lack of acceptance.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I am now seeing that what I really desire is for you to risk accepting those who think differently than you and most of all to find freedom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What you forgot to do was surrender.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When you read this author, you brought your beliefs, world view and criticisms and you never put them down.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Could you not try him out and see what was awakened in you?&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Could God not use even rich white men to communicate his story?&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But you did not because you never entered in.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You didn’t like the color of the house, so you never walked in to see what was inside.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel dismissed by you not because I see you attacking ideas close to my heart.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I feel dismissed by you because I believe you attacked a way of being, a way of living that seeks to hear others, not label others.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When you chose to write someone off instead of listening and waiting, it breaks my heart.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not because of the damage a belief like that causes, though it causes so much.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It breaks my heart because you were made for so much more.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hate to see you settling for putting others in a box when you were made for Glory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-1978012996138026704?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/1978012996138026704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=1978012996138026704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1978012996138026704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/1978012996138026704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/10/responce-to-critical-dismisser.html' title='Response to a Critical Dismissers'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-7130490243376492329</id><published>2007-09-27T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T10:07:06.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ephesians:  The Everlasting Ecstatic Embrace for Everyone, Everyday</title><content type='html'>In October I want to read the book of Ephesians once a day, every day, for the whole month.  I would love it if you read it with me.  I am going to write my thoughts, emotions and observations in the comment section and I hope that you will join me in commenting, but you don't have to comment.  I think it would be great for a lot of people to be reading the same thing at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-7130490243376492329?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/7130490243376492329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=7130490243376492329' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/7130490243376492329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/7130490243376492329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/09/ephesians-ecstatic-embrace.html' title='Ephesians:  The Everlasting Ecstatic Embrace for Everyone, Everyday'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-7318061668311645471</id><published>2007-09-27T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:44:06.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can a blog start a revolution?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My friend Shannon asked this question this morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He answered the question by saying “probably not” because people don’t pay attention to one thing anymore.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember when the Passion of Christ came out and everyone was so excited about how it was going to change the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few years later and the world appears pretty similar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I went to a church where the pastor gave an entire message about what the Christian response to the Da Vinci Code.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought a very appropriate response would be to get out of the way and let it die a slow death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Which it did.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How many conversations do you still hear about the Da Vinci code?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you do, it is obvious you surround yourself with uninteresting people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have many more examples of us thinking a coming event would change our lives, and soon afterwards it whimpers a slow, pitiful death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you remember Y2K.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People, even educated people, thought that we might enter a new “dark age”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember Christians talking about how we could be a blessing to the community by providing generators and clean water and canned foods and bibles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I imagine these Christians feeling disappointed that the world didn’t fall apart and they didn’t have the opportunity to help rebuild a fallen world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was happy because we were out of DiGiorno’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love DiGiorno’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I also remember all the diseases just since the year 2000 that were supposed to wipe out large parts of the population.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you remember Asian Flu?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some scientists lost some of their Asian Flu vials and it was supposed to cause an outbreak similar to the great Asian Flu outbreak of 1959 that killed 69,800 people in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was in the news every day and people were flipping out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what happened?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nothing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;More people died of boredom during the outbreak (2) than from the disease (0).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You probably don’t even remember it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But were freaking out at the time, just like you were freaking out about Y2K.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know cause I was there, and I was laughing at you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then one year they told everyone that the same Flu Virus that caused the Spanish Flu epidemic of 1918 was back, and it was in a bad mood and was going to kick some ass and take names.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Between 1918 and 1919 50 to 100 million people died throughout the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Very scary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our new version?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So uninteresting it doesn’t even have a wikipedia page.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember how you were going all hogshit about the West Nile Virus?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or Bird Flu?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or Sars?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You were obnoxious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Very few things actually change out lives, and so far, the News hasn’t predicted any of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yet the next time the News mentions a scary disease or Jesus sometimes gets extra attention in the secular world, you will go all apeshit again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, now that I am done thoroughly mocking your small-mindedness and logically kicking your ass, I will get back to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Could a blog cause a revolution?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could never be my blog, because the few readers I have won’t lift their index finger and push the comment button.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I do think a blog could be a huge place for change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would be impossible to explain, and would have to somehow get to the illusive “tipping point” that is required in all social epidemics.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it could happen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I don’t believe it could just be one women’s amazing thoughts with a heard of loyal followers listening and carrying out her commands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe any social phenomenon of this century will have to be more mutual and social than that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will have to be something where the sum of the contributions is larger than the parts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Social phenomena grow exponentially, and someone not apart of them can never understand why they become so powerful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People would come to the blog not to hear great wisdom but to become caught up in a great dialogue that will bring out the greatness inside of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only would it be about people’s ideas, but their ways of thinking, ways of beings and ways of interacting with the world, and all of these would be infused and transformed by the relationality of what happens there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It isn’t just that your ideas would be balanced by other people’s ideas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is that your entire life is changed because you are in intentional relationship with a community that is devoted to something much larger than themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;This is what I am waiting for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not necessarily a blog, but some social movement that could start a revolution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, if any of you are still reading after the righteous mocking I gave you and you have any ideas on how to start a revolution, give me your blogger address and let’s get started.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-7318061668311645471?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/7318061668311645471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=7318061668311645471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/7318061668311645471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/7318061668311645471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-blog-start-revolution.html' title='Can a blog start a revolution?'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5952936271915270403</id><published>2007-09-11T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:25:51.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great'/><title type='text'>Two Themes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I read the bible, I like to read it in larger chunks and I like to read a lot over a limited amount of time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This helps me get a different perspective and helps me develops a sense of themes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would say that in this period of my life nothing interests me more about the bible than themes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to know the emphasis of the bible much more than the specific truth in a specific passage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to know what the bible cares about &lt;i style=""&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;, not just what we can take away from a small portion of the bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This helps me from justifying my beliefs on one text.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because of this I know that God talks much more about money than he does hell.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He talks about the poor more often than salvation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And he talks about love much more often than judgment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But in doing this I found the bible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t always line up with itself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I seemed to be finding two different themes, both of them weaving through the entire text.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the themes centers in creation, the other in the death of Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I made this “discovery” I decided to focus on their differences and see where it goes if I allow myself to work in the incongruity and not the bible into something safer and more harmonious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The God of the first theme is the God that rewards us on earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is the God of Abraham, who is rewarded financially for his faith, and Job, who is similarly rewarded for “speaking of God what is right”.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;This is the God of Proverbs, which gives guidelines for success, and of John 15, who wants us to “bear much fruit”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Psalms 104 we see the celebration of creation and the rejection of anxiety.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Psalms 150 we see the need for radical and unreasonable abandon, the giving up of control.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This &lt;b style=""&gt;God wants us to succeed&lt;/b&gt; in His will here on earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the God of abundance and extravagance and awe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nature, birth, life, anything that has beauty speaks to this theme.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Walter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brueggemann&lt;/span&gt; writes “The Bible starts out with a liturgy of abundance. Genesis I is a song of praise for God's generosity. It tells how well the world is ordered. It keeps saying, "It is good, it is good, it is good, it is very good." It declares that God blesses -- that is, endows with vitality -- the plants and the animals and the fish and the birds and humankind. And it pictures the creator as saying, "Be fruitful and multiply." In an orgy of fruitfulness, everything in its kind is to multiply the overflowing goodness that pours from God's creator spirit.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But there is another theme, just as necessary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only is nature reflecting God’s glory, but the “earth is groaning as in the pains of childbirth”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of history demanded the death of Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This theme is different and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;countercultural&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It breaks all the rules.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It says that the last will be first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It says that thing about the rich man and the camel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It calls leaders to be servants and blesses the poor, the oppressed and the needy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This theme is especially prevalent in the Gospel of Luke, where Jesus is consistently seen shaming the proud and confident while not just comforting but praising the weak and hurting.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This theme is very popular in the circles I run with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It makes fools of the establishment, including the church, and calls leaders to abandon their power and give it to others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the theme that supports woman and minorities, giving voice to anyone that has had their voice taken from them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As you read this I want you to not jump to the conclusion that I am describing two sides of the same coin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I truly believe that if you investigate further you will see that these themes are seemingly contradictory and really appear to be messages from two different sources.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unless you admit the differences, you will miss the beauty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Which theme are you more comfortable with?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You might also see someone else’s worldview here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of us, if we were honest, like to downplay one side of this issue and see the world through our view.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This, obviously, is not the answer either.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, if there are two distinct themes, and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t just choose one, what should we do?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5952936271915270403?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5952936271915270403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5952936271915270403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5952936271915270403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5952936271915270403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/09/two-themes.html' title='Two Themes'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-212360228499931726</id><published>2007-09-01T23:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:34:11.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Microwaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;My friend Mark told me a story to illustrate what life was like for him growing up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At his house, in the early 90’s, his parents had a microwave.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somehow his parents got the idea that it would hurt their valuable microwave if they let it run without anything inside of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is untrue, but many people believed it at the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But Mark’s parents went further.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To solve the problem of the microwave possibly running without any food inside of it, they left a bowl of water in the microwave every time it wasn’t running.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They did this just in case the microwave either started spontaneously or someone decided to set the microwave and hit the start button but forgot to put the food in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The strangest and most illogical part of this huge mess of illogical though is that my friend Mark would get in trouble not for starting the microwave with nothing in it, but rather for forgetting to put the bowl with water back in the microwave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;This is a perfect example of true legalism.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People protect themselves from problems and sin by adding new rules.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then they punish people for breaking their rules, even if they never cause the original problem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is if they forgot what rule was added and what was there for a reason.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I would have thought Mark’s experience with microwaves was a singular one, but when he told his story, another friend told a story of microwave abuse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The friend’s parents weren’t as concerned about running the microwave with nothing in it, they were concerned with the buttons on the face of the microwave.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somehow they got it in their minds that by pushing the buttons too often the microwave would quit working.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, to solve this problem, they set the microwave to 99 minutes and 99 seconds, which was the most they could put on their microwave.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then when someone wanted to cook something, say for 45 seconds, they wouldn’t have to push the buttons, all they had to do was push the start button and stop the microwave at 99 minutes and 54 seconds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This continued, minute by minute, so that no one would have to push the number buttons that may or may not go out with repeated use.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kids said it was so confusing to try to subtract two and a half minutes from 47:13 that their family constantly burned their food all the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Why is it so easy for us to do this?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Parents focus so strongly on the extra rules that their children never remember what they should originally avoid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we asked these two sets of parents what they were trying to do, they would say they were trying to be good stewards, or something similarly spiritual.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you think Mark or my other friend learned to be good stewards, to not be careless and wasteful from their experiences from their microwaves?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They learned of disapproval and judgment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They learned to be confused about the true value of possessions, and the need to repress.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily Wal-Mart has driven down the price of microwaves so much that they have become a dispensable item.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Otherwise, another generation of children might be raised with such graceless microwave logic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-212360228499931726?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/212360228499931726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=212360228499931726' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/212360228499931726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/212360228499931726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/09/damn-microwaves.html' title='Damn Microwaves'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5378254852553700448</id><published>2007-09-01T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:33:44.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>realizations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. The greatest assault on my persistent selfishness is an active prayer life and the new perspective that comes with it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Anything that doesn’t let me settle and stay inside myself is part of my calling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My wounds and scars are from the same direction as my calling&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Compassion and intimacy is my most effective weapon against consistent and suffocating depression&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Preparation is a more rewarding hope than any perceived evaluation of me by others&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. Anything that drives me to Jesus should be remembered and cherished&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. I should take my anxieties to Jesus as an experiment to see how faithful he really is&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. Peace and Joy come from a trust that what I am currently doing is somehow close to what God wants for me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. God’s will is rarely ever a destination, almost always a journey and a state of mind&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What I do today and even more important what I think today really does decide what my future will look like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5378254852553700448?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5378254852553700448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5378254852553700448' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5378254852553700448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5378254852553700448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/09/realizations.html' title='realizations'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8174185384893883650</id><published>2007-08-13T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T16:20:09.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shunning the Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just finished my first year of grad school in counseling psychology.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Half-way through the year I was given my first patient.  This is because my school only wants to screw up people with amateurish counseling who have no choice but to go along.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So anyway, working with him was very hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would dwell on the bad parts of his life, and all his problems, and mostly why everyone else in his life had failed him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But whenever I tried to give him a complement, or tell him how courageous he was being for facing his problems, or show him how he was improving, he would brush me off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He couldn’t take the good stuff, only the bad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am sure you know someone just like that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most likely you see a lot of yourself in this person.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is very hard for almost everyone to take complements.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are afraid they are insincere, that the person complementing us is just humoring us and telling us what we want to hear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are uncomfortable with any attention on us, and get especially flustered when we are surprised, and we are almost always surprised by good words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don’t expect it and don’t like it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is like suddenly someone put a spotlight on us and says “You are a good person.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now talk while everyone stares at you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are afraid that if we accept a compliment it means that we are committing to make this compliment true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If someone told you that you are a very good piano player, but you didn’t think you were, you would somehow try to let them know that this wasn’t true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You would be afraid of the expectations of having to be a good piano player when you are afraid that you aren’t up to that standard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You would be afraid that people would know you aren’t that good and hate you for pretending you were.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of all, we are ambivalent with success.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We love it and hate it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We move toward it, but then hide from it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We feel can approach it but never possess it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why don’t we become great?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are afraid of our own greatness and what it would do to us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Greatness will change us, and we don’t really like change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we say we want to become more like God, or become a better husband, or a better student, but we also do things that sabotage our efforts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;George Weinberg, in his book &lt;i style=""&gt;The Heart of Psychotherapy&lt;/i&gt; calls this “shunning the light”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We avoid the light because we fear what it will do to us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are more comfortable in our own sinfulness and problems, and are much more comfortable in the mundane and trivial.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is change possible?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only if we allow ourselves to see and love the goodness and potential inside of us and to allow others to see the goodness in us, as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8174185384893883650?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8174185384893883650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8174185384893883650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8174185384893883650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8174185384893883650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/08/shunning-light.html' title='Shunning the Light'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8463189439676682655</id><published>2007-08-04T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:36:16.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old thoughts</title><content type='html'>I found this journal entry I wrote during the worst of my depression, and it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jan 7, 2007&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts want me to believe that my life is too much, that my struggles are too hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That I will always be overwhelmed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God, don’t let me believe them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They want me to believe that I can’t change the patterns in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They want be to believe that I have tried and failed too many times and that I am foolish to try again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They want me to give up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But God, I want to believe that the &lt;i style=""&gt;next&lt;/i&gt; times will be the one that takes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Always the next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8463189439676682655?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8463189439676682655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8463189439676682655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8463189439676682655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8463189439676682655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/08/old-thoughts.html' title='Old thoughts'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8027736587067394158</id><published>2007-08-04T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:29:12.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Centering</title><content type='html'>This is something I wrote early this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I was in high school, I had a friend who told me that every time she was in the car and her family drove by an accident, her mom would turn down the music, and they would give a quick prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought this was a great idea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But since I lived in a small town and didn’t drive often, it really didn’t change my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Soon, everything changed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I moved to Downtown Chicago, one block from the notorious Cabrini Green housing project.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My&lt;b style=""&gt; first &lt;/b&gt;night I heard gunshots outside my window.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was amazed at how often I heard ambulances.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Almost every single time I heard an ambulance I said a quick prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still do this, whenever I hear an ambulance, no matter what I am doing or whom I am with, I stop and pray, usually just for a second.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This process has changed me, and not necessarily how I thought it would.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, it made me more sensitive to hurting people and made me more aware of what was going on around me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But most of all, it changed my perspective.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have called this “&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;centering&lt;/span&gt;”, bringing my priorities back to the most basic categories, death and &lt;b style=""&gt;life&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When someone is being rushed to the hospital, all that matters is life or death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When you have a heart attack, your job doesn’t matter, your marriage doesn’t matter, your past doesn’t matter, even your health doesn’t matter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All that is important is that your life led you to this point, and you will either live or die.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We forget our mortal-ness, we think as little as possible about everyone’s impending death.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes when I am in the mood for &lt;b style=""&gt;righteous justice&lt;/b&gt;, I would watch “World’s Wildest Police Videos” with my brother Trevie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At least once every episode the host will say something offensive and insensitive, which makes for great television.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But one day they were showing a video of a cop chasing a desperate woman.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The woman’s family had called the police saying she was going to commit suicide.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was driving down the highway at over 90 miles an hour and the cop was doing his best to keep up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally the woman slowed down as she got to a bridge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She pulled her car over and climbed over the guard rail.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cop got out of his car and &lt;b style=""&gt;ran&lt;/b&gt; toward her just as she was getting ready to jump off what must have been a very tall bridge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She jumped..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;and he immediately reached down with one arm and grabbed her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then he, with all his manly protective muscles of justice, pulled her up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it was all caught on his cop camera!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what was so amazing was that she went almost instantly from death to life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The moment she jumped she was as good as dead.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And someone came and ripped her right out of the air and through her back onto the pavement and life again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Death to&lt;b style=""&gt; life&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;My pastor was speaking on Acts 2, which talks about the practices of the early church immediately after Christ’s death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At one point the passage talks about when peter preached right after Pentecost and 3000 people got baptized and were saved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My pastor said over and over again 3000 people came from death to &lt;b style=""&gt;life&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were dead, now they are alive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The silly school/cult that Annie and I belong to has a huge global emphasis.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Students will sometimes give presentations before class about what is happening in Darfur or &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sri Lanka&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and what agencies are able to help.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last class period one student shared in prayer request time (yes we pray at this school) that he was friends with missionaries that needed about 400 dollars almost immediately, and students were challenged to give.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I loved it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I think about what is happening, I go through so many emotions, feeling like I can’t focus too much or I will forget commitments here, consoling myself for not giving enough, convincing myself that God has given to me my local community that I can focus on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then I &lt;b style=""&gt;remember my God&lt;/b&gt;, and I see how all of this I just thought is unacceptable, and I have no choice but to be overwhelmed and grieving for the things that grieve God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People are starving, and the God of fulfillment is filled with anger.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People are lonely and rejected and the God of encounter hates it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People bring violence and hate against other people, and the God of peace weeps.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have learned that God gives us no excuse for not having compassion for this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter if we are overwhelmed, or discouraged, or feeling removed or distracted, God wants us to help, wants us to give, wants us to sacrifice, wants us to pray, wants us to hurt, wants us to think.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These matters are not trivial; they are about life and death&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;But there is something to being &lt;b style=""&gt;too centered&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My niece Emma turned 5 a little while back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Emma constantly is hurling herself in every direction at once.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything she feels she feels with all of her, with her very presence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What she loves she must squeeze.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So it was very interesting to see what would happen when someone got the great idea to buy her a hamster for her birthday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a constant &lt;b style=""&gt;battle&lt;/b&gt; for Emma to not want to wake her hamster up and hold her every minute of every day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since hamsters are nocturnal, Alana is consistently awoken in the middle of the night because Emma wanted to see if she wants to play.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Emma’s older sister Anna recently asked why “Alana” is always so nervous. Poor Alana is not choosing to stay in perspective.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her perspective is forced on her everyday, and it can be very debilitating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Emma’s mother has wondered out loud about the &lt;b style=""&gt;strain&lt;/b&gt; on Alana’s microscopic heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Yes, I know that hamster’s hearts are not actually microscopic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, I have never seen a hamster’s heart, and I couldn’t really say that is a life goal I have)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;We consistently forget how vulnerable we are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not just in physical terms, but in spiritual and emotional realms as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We do more and more things to move us further and further away from the things that could potentially harm us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We make the goals of our lives security when God keeps screaming at us to not loose perspective.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our lives are consistently driving our perspectives &lt;b style=""&gt;out of focus&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because perspective is something that is so subjective and immeasurable, we think we can neglect it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not enough to wait for perspective to remind us what really matters.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need &lt;b style=""&gt;rituals&lt;/b&gt;, practices in our life that ground us, which bring us closer to the mind of God. We need to find a way to stand in the enormity of our fragility and still be able to function with the rest of our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is not something that can be reached and then forgotten about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Centering must happen over and over. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I often think back to how I felt after September 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and I miss feeling that way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life didn’t feel worthless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt the politics and niceties fell away as everyone was struck by their own mortality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People were able to hurt together, to stand in the midst of pain and agony and not flee.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember such a strong feeling of wanting to connect with my friends, wanting something beyond what we were giving each other in our day-to-day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What was so amazing was that when I looked in my friend’s eyes I saw they wanted the same thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Please take perspective seriously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8027736587067394158?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8027736587067394158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8027736587067394158' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8027736587067394158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8027736587067394158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/08/centering.html' title='Centering'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8721930023462915794</id><published>2007-07-30T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:20:47.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermon on the Mount lived out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I had this friend at moody named Todd.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His parents weren’t Christians, and when he was growing up he really got into martial arts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(He told me about whatever belts he had.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I, who know nothing about such subjects, asked him if I should be impressed, and he humbly said, “Very”.).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So anyway, he got caught up into Buddhism and after a while, also started to like Jesus, but he still considered himself Buddhist.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Made for very interesting conservations, but that is now why I am writing this story.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;One day he was late to whatever he was doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I asked him why and he said he was mugged.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said he was walking alone, minding his own business when he got whacked on the head with a stick.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said he turned around and it was 3 or 4 or 5 (I can’t remember) teenagers, maybe 12 or 13 years old.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He stood there as they took his wallet and phone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember, this is a guy who had multiple impressive karate belts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He just stood there with his arms over his head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kids grabbed his things and were running away when one of the kids stopped, noticed that Todd wasn’t going to retaliate, walked back to him, looked him in the face and grabbed Todd’s belt and pulled it off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Todd was left with his hands in the air as the little kid ran off to join his triumphant friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a man who is an expert at martial arts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would have taken him no effort at all to defend himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I still think about this story all the time, even though I didn’t keep in contact with Todd after moody.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It took this Buddhist to show me what God was talking about in the Sermon on the Mount about turning the other cheek.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Turning the other cheek is not weak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It requires much more strength than retaliating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t imagine how hard it would be for Todd to sit there and do nothing when a single young kid slowly pulled his belt off and walked away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what God asks of us, not as a suggestion, but as a command.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God’s ways are contrary to any common sense and often don’t seem to work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He says we must give up our wisdom, rejoice when we are persecuted, be thankful when we are tested and that the last will be first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we take what he says as literal, we will be mocked, taken advantage of and frustrated. But God says we must do it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8721930023462915794?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8721930023462915794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8721930023462915794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8721930023462915794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8721930023462915794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/sermon-on-mount-lived-out.html' title='Sermon on the Mount lived out'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8649720245652221420</id><published>2007-07-30T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:16:29.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teen Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I was in high school, I wasn’t a crier.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would see people crying and see through their tears how shallow it really was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They would cry to feel better, that is all.  I remember when one of the girls in the youth group came to the group and talked about how she had sex before marriage and was now pregnant.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some of the girls came and cried by themselves, then it must have been too much, because they were soon laughing and having a good time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The girl was left there all alone while the other youth group girls were in a circle gigling.  The weight of tears was too much for them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the girl who was talking wasn’t laughing with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was still in her pain, and they left her alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hated the idea of having an emotion getting in the way of caring for someone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt strongly and I felt with strength.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was moved greatly, but I longed to be moved towards the other person.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I saw this people as weak, and their tears were not helping the person who needed it, it was separating them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I cry all the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cry at church, I cry when I watch Oprah, I cry when I read Harry Potter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t really cry for myself, but that is another issue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cry so easily for emotional stories that my little brother warned my wife that “Finding Nemo” might be too much for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My path to crying took many years and is connected with me being more connected with myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I don’t even want to loose sight of the reason for my crying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I now I see that in high school I was longing to love in strength, not in my weakness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believed that another person needed to feed off my strength.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But now I know that I can’t sustain another person.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I cry I show my weakness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I reveal that I have also been hurt, damaged, destroyed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I can name this hurt, and be not afraid of it, then live in it, then let another in, then they can join me and we can live together in our pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is usually a good start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8649720245652221420?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8649720245652221420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8649720245652221420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8649720245652221420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8649720245652221420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/teen-tears.html' title='Teen Tears'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-106714178881231781</id><published>2007-07-30T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:28:59.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol Maslow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rq6eDuAJyOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f5d48Gx6Nv4/s1600-h/Maslow%27s_hierarchy_of_needs.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rq6eDuAJyOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f5d48Gx6Nv4/s400/Maslow%27s_hierarchy_of_needs.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093182015328078050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Annie is hypoglycemic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She carries food around with her at all times, because when her blood sugar drops she falls apart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She gets really weak, can’t think straight and often has to fight an uphill battle just to get food in her mouth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She says that struggling with this has completely changed her views on issues of Christianity, sin and human nature.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She says that unless people have their basic needs met; don’t even talk to them about Jesus, or their need to confront their dishonesty, or how they could get ahead when if they got an education.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First, they need food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Turns out she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t make this up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This concept is called “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Maslow&lt;/span&gt;’s Hierarchy &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of Needs”.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Only when the lower level of needs are met can someone move up the pyramid.  I think this concept that really helped me see people and their situations differently, and removed some judgment and criticism in my life that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t even know I had.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-106714178881231781?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/106714178881231781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=106714178881231781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/106714178881231781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/106714178881231781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-ol-maslow.html' title='Good ol Maslow'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LT59_Pt2nuY/Rq6eDuAJyOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f5d48Gx6Nv4/s72-c/Maslow%27s_hierarchy_of_needs.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-3346939773312779457</id><published>2007-07-30T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T18:56:13.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The untrained Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;People&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tend to believe what they want to believe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tend to project their own biases or experiences upon situations&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tend to generalize from a specific event&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tend to get personally involved in the analysis of and issue and tend to let their feelings overcome a sense of objectivity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are not good listeners.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They hear selectively.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They often hear only what they want to hear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are eager to rationalize&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are often unable to distinguish what is relevant from what is irrelevant&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are easily diverted from the specific issue at hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tend to oversimplify&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often judge from appearances.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They observe something; misinterpret what they observe, and make terrible errors in judgment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often simply don’t know what they are talking about, especially in matters of general discussion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They rarely think before speaking&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rarely act according to a set of consistent standards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They tend to do whatever they want to do and then find whatever evidence will support their actions or their beliefs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often do not say what they mean and often do not mean what they say.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Most people want to feel issues are simple rather than complex, want to have their prejudices confirmed, want to feel that they ‘belong’ with the implications that others do not, and need to pinpoint an enemy to blame for their frustrations.” J.A.C. Brown &lt;i style=""&gt;Techniques of Persuasion&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The Untrained mind will usually take the path of least resistance.” Robert J. Gula &lt;i style=""&gt;Nonsense &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The tendency to avoid challenge is so omnipresent in human beings that it can properly be considered a characteristic of human nature.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But calling it natural does not mean it is essential or beneficial or unchangeable behavior.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is also natural to defecate in our pants and never brush our teeth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet we teach ourselves to do the unnatural until the unnatural becomes itself second nature.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;M. Scott Peck &lt;i style=""&gt;Road Less Traveled&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-3346939773312779457?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3346939773312779457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=3346939773312779457' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3346939773312779457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3346939773312779457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/untrained-mind.html' title='The untrained Mind'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-412443953702858938</id><published>2007-07-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T08:35:26.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I be Excellent? Part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am going to go directly into answering these questions from my last post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Do I think that this is true?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After thinking about this for a while, I do think it is true and it seemed to confirm a lot about what I already have learned. This gave me hope, because if I use this knowledge effectively and choose the right field I could actually achieve excellence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This idea that I could achieve excellence in anything during my life has usually been only in my fantasies and far off dreams.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only in one stretch in my life, the last years of college and the next two following, did I ever have confidence that I could be anything other than mediocre and undisciplined.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But ever during that time I never felt I had a plan to get there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just thought that I now had the ability to be disciplined and the confidence to take risks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But this concept could give me a plan to lead somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. What field would I want to be great in? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I am really interested in is people and change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am interested in the church because I think that is the primary tool God has given us to interact with people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am interested in leadership because I think everything rises and falls based off of the leadership of that thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am interested in counseling only because it helps people change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am interested in racial reconciliation because it brings positive change. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But all of these things could be replaced as focuses in my life other than people and change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So primarily I want to focus on the things that will make me be excellent in the fields of people and bringing change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are the components that make up these fields?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is everything I could come up with (with a special focus on counseling skills)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Listening&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Body Language&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Networking (tipping point connectors)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Knowledge of people&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. celebrating&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. Learn to ask good questions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. Learn to be a true friend&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. permission&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. Presence-seeing someone as a person, not an object&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Let go of control&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. co-creating&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. Confrontation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. Know when to take risks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. intuition&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. bringing the here and now&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;16. acceptance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Am I willing to pay the price for excellence? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know yet. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is a step in that direction, I hope. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-412443953702858938?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/412443953702858938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=412443953702858938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/412443953702858938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/412443953702858938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-i-be-excellent-part-two.html' title='Can I be Excellent? Part two'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-3780570159677062579</id><published>2007-07-22T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T15:38:07.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I become excellent? part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I read this article in fortune magazine writing about true excellence in any field.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The article said that there is a myth that the people who are truly excellent in anything got there by being born with amazing natural abilities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Albert Einstein was born an ability to understand relativity, Warren Buffet was born with an innate ability to analyze companies, Tiger Woods was born with a one-in-a-million talent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the truth is that all people who reach excellence usually have to work at it for at least ten years before they reach their potential.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The other truth that was so striking to me was that there are specific fields that each individual have the ability to achieve.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter how much I practice at basketball, I could never make the NBA.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there are many fields, based on the talents and temperament I was born with, that I could reach the level of excellence in if I focused myself for ten years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But it is not enough to just have experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to be intentional and disciplined about your experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The article gave the example of golf.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Any golfer might hit three hundred balls a day, but someone building towards true excellence is much more focused.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He or she would hit 300 balls with a specific club and try to hit them all 150 yards at a specific target.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then he would study to see how many were within 10 yards and try to narrow down what made a difference.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then he would come back the next day and using what he learned from the day before, try to get more of his 300 balls within 10 yards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is this careful, intentional work with feedback that leads to success.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this leads me to a series of big questions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Do I believe this could be true for me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. What field do I want to train toward excellence?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. What are the components of my field that I could practice?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Am I willing to pay the price to get there?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tell me your thoughts, and I will soon publish my next thoughts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-3780570159677062579?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/3780570159677062579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=3780570159677062579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3780570159677062579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/3780570159677062579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-i-become-excellent-part-1.html' title='Can I become excellent? part 1'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5800388711806476546</id><published>2007-07-22T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T15:35:49.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Spirit is the giver of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:24;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Life in the spirit is&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that holds the integrity of life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that integrates life into community&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that affirms life through love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that reconciles broken relationships and liberates those who are oppressed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that brings new beginnings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that relates to God’s covenant with Mankind/everything that breaks Mankind’s covenant with death&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that makes Christ present&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8.&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Everything that drives us to create life and be creative with life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Experiences in Theology&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Trinitarian hermeneutics of ‘holy scripture’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Hermeneutics of hope&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Jurgen Multman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5800388711806476546?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5800388711806476546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5800388711806476546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5800388711806476546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5800388711806476546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/holy-spirit-is-giver-of-life.html' title='The Holy Spirit is the giver of life'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-5589727231735162166</id><published>2007-07-22T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:23:49.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Ten commandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;1. Love the only true God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;2. Love God in Spirit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;3. Praise the name of the Lord&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;4. Model the example of the Lord&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;5. Be a blessing to your parents&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;6. Have a passion for the lives of others&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;7. Enjoy the oneness of marriage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;8. Be an example of honesty with your possessions to your neighbors&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;9. Live in the joy of honesty and healthiness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;10. Enjoy and realize the blessings that God has given you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-5589727231735162166?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/5589727231735162166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=5589727231735162166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5589727231735162166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/5589727231735162166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/positive-ten-commandments.html' title='Positive Ten commandments'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5773950992381900439.post-8001644648077060054</id><published>2007-07-22T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:45:50.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The importance of themes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe everyone sees two different types of passages in the bible.  They have primary passages and then passages that they translate through the lens of their primary passages.&lt;span style=""&gt;  The first they value as very important, the second they don't throw out (usually) but just give them less attention.   &lt;/span&gt;Dean Ahrens (jackass from undergrad) reads the same bible as I do and comes up with different conclusions than I do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  Where I see grace and love and freedom, he sees obedien&lt;/span&gt;ce and denial and respect.  Charismatics also see the bible differently, as do people who believe in liberation theology, and people who believe in the openness of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While there is some difference between what they think a specific passage says and what another group thinks it says, the primary difference in beliefs has to do with emphasis.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A certain group thinks that God values some of his truths over other ones and those should be emphasized first.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Everyone does this because there is no other option.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The bible is huge and there are so many things to talk about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are only so many Sundays to preach, only so much one person can write on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People have to choose what they spend time on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If charismatics can preach year round on such a small percentage of the text that they focus on, there is no shortage of options to make the most important.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The other problem is that the bible is seemingly contradictory or at least very confusing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This also makes you choose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Should we encourage people to stay single (Corinthians) or get married (Genesis)?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Should we focus on the God of the torah, that had so many rules that must be followed to please God, or the God of Paul that says there is nothing you can do to please God, he is already pleased.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Should we focus on the prepositions of proverbs that show you how to achieve in life, or on Jesus who says you should not store up treasures on earth? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Should you emphasize discipline more than grace?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Parenting more than prophesy?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Theology more than Christian life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is an unending amount of choices, and we haven’t even gotten to dinosaurs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is why I think it is so important to focus on themes and emphasis’s of the bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it is important to know if the bible talks more about money than spiritual warfare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to know if the bible emphasizes Grace more than discipline, not if the seminary my pastor emphasizes discipline more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Should we have messages on homosexuality when it is only mentioned in a few passages?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What about the end times when most of our beliefs come from our readings of obscure passages at the end of Daniel that don’t make it to the children’s story?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to learn to think this way more.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I want to care about what God cares for the most. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5773950992381900439-8001644648077060054?l=ischangepossible.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/feeds/8001644648077060054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5773950992381900439&amp;postID=8001644648077060054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8001644648077060054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5773950992381900439/posts/default/8001644648077060054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ischangepossible.blogspot.com/2007/07/importance-of-themes.html' title='The importance of themes'/><author><name>Derrick Fudge</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
