<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469</id><updated>2009-12-29T19:05:19.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptist Potluck</title><subtitle type='html'>A potluck is a gathering of people where each participant is expected to bring a dish of food to be shared among the group. Baptist Potluck is where we will be gathering for "food for thought" from Baptists and "food for the soul" from the Word of God.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>791</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-2071008140706304477</id><published>2009-12-29T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:05:19.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>A lion met a tiger</title><content type='html'>A  Favorite Poem of Mr. R.G. LeToureau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A lion met a tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As they drew beside a pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Said the tiger, “Tell me why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You’re roaring like a fool.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“That’s not foolish”, said the lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With a twinkle in his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“They call me king of all beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I advertise.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A rabbit heard them talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And ran home like a streak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He Thought he’d try  the lion’s plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But his roar was just a squeak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A fox came to investigate -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Had luncheon in the woods, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So when you advertise, my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be sure you’ve go the goods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-2071008140706304477?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/2071008140706304477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=2071008140706304477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/2071008140706304477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/2071008140706304477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/lion-met-tiger.html' title='A lion met a tiger'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-5971466702051076312</id><published>2009-12-28T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:46:30.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Three Nice Rainbow Trout - Ice Fishing</title><content type='html'>With Leah and Jesse visiting up from Texas, Jesse our son in law wanted to try his hand at 'ice fishing'. Twas a great day for ice fishing as well, thanks to Bro. Andrew Baduria of Quesnel. We caught some nice trout on Dragon Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnJn8eDI/AAAAAAAABsY/hzrxiFxKJEk/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnJn8eDI/AAAAAAAABsY/hzrxiFxKJEk/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451160534054962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Baduria and Jesse with Jesse's first catch of Rainbow trout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnWKSYpI/AAAAAAAABsg/3AzoTyRWM1M/s1600-h/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnWKSYpI/AAAAAAAABsg/3AzoTyRWM1M/s320/IMG_0532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451163899323026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnwmAmWI/AAAAAAAABso/SxFprhI3QKo/s1600-h/IMG_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnwmAmWI/AAAAAAAABso/SxFprhI3QKo/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420451170994919778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are allowed one fish per day, so with the three of us we caught our limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must tell you, that there was the one which got away. His head was to big to fit thru the eight inch hole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-5971466702051076312?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/5971466702051076312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=5971466702051076312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5971466702051076312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5971466702051076312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-nice-rainbow-trout-ice-fishing.html' title='Three Nice Rainbow Trout - Ice Fishing'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzlPnJn8eDI/AAAAAAAABsY/hzrxiFxKJEk/s72-c/IMG_0526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-164413562276320620</id><published>2009-12-27T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T08:13:28.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>VOICES AT CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned a lavish modern home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where wealthy  friends could call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then I heard an orphan say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I have no home at all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I planned to buy a bedroom suite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So exquisite with charm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then I heard a mother pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Lord, keep my baby warm.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted then a freezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To store my fancy food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For mine was now old-fashioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and not the kind that stood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just then across the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Came this bitter, plaintive cry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“But I don’t have a bite of food…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please help me or I die.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought a car for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was for my loved ones dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But then I heard an orphan cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I have no loved ones here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I spent a lot of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for friends at Christmastime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But when it came to missions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn’t give a dime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When Christmas was all over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I reckoned  what I’d spent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was so vast and large a sum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could not but repent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For it just seemed I heard that morn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A far-off mother say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“How long ago was Jesus born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To take our sins away?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her words began to haunt my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For it had grown so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My children had the gospel light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But hers were still untold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I vowed  that day that I would give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And work with all my might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to win a lost and dying world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From sin and heathen night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;copied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-164413562276320620?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/164413562276320620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=164413562276320620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/164413562276320620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/164413562276320620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/voices-at-christmas.html' title='VOICES AT CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-3595694933982304184</id><published>2009-12-26T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:19:33.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian growth'/><title type='text'>HOW TO BE BUSY WITHOUT GOING CRAZY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Almost everybody agrees that one must be busy to be healthy and happy. But many Christians become frustrated and frantic because they are too busy. I don’t know how many times people have said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I have so much to do I don’t know where to begin, The pressure is driving me crazy!”&lt;/span&gt; The answer is sometimes found in cutting back on responsibilities, but this isn’t always possible. Nor is it always necessary. Many people would accomplish more, with less strain, if they would make some mental and spiritual adjustments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. TAKE TIME FOR GOD --&lt;/span&gt; Take time for private devotions. If it means getting up 15 minutes earlier in the morning, do it. As a Christian, you belong to the Lord, and so does your day. So commit yourself and your time to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. DETERMINE YOUR PRIORITIES -- &lt;/span&gt; Sit down and take a look at what you have to do. Ask yourself, “What should come first?” You’ll be more efficient then your ever imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. PLAN AND TRUST -- &lt;/span&gt; Set up a schedule for tackling work duties and consciously trust God’s provision. It will be wise to look well ahead, to set up a timetable, and to work systematically. Don’t worry about tomorrow’s demands. Concentrate upon what you must do today, and leave the future in God’s hands. As you trust Him and as He enables you to fulfill today’s responsibilities, you will gain assurance that He will also be with you tomorrow, next week, next month, and next year. A combination of planning and trust will produce amazing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. DO LITTLE THINGS IMMEDIATELY --&lt;/span&gt;  Get right at those small details that need attention - like making an appointment with the doctor, sending someone a card, or dropping clothes off at the cleaners. If you don’t , you’ll have an uneasiness lurking just above your subconscious, and this will tend to sap your energy. When you get the little things behind you, you’ll work better and more efficiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with most of us is not that we have too much to do, but  that we aren’t going about our duties the right way, once we put God first, establish a good set of priorities, pan and trust, and quit procrastinating, we’ll begin to get more done. And we won’t drive ourselves or our loved ones crazy in the process!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-3595694933982304184?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/3595694933982304184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=3595694933982304184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/3595694933982304184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/3595694933982304184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-to-be-busy-without-going-crazy.html' title='HOW TO BE BUSY WITHOUT GOING CRAZY!!!!'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-8661436074035196010</id><published>2009-12-23T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:17:57.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Christmas on a F.O.B. in Afghanistan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAatS1oFI/AAAAAAAABsM/VxgwG50HFKg/s1600-h/A+Co+Afghan+244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAatS1oFI/AAAAAAAABsM/VxgwG50HFKg/s320/A+Co+Afghan+244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418464129259511890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy's present from mom and me, I wasn't sure it would make it by Christmas, but Regena believed it would and it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAaMGZ5CI/AAAAAAAABsE/5p6lP5Y3OYg/s1600-h/A+Co+Afghan+245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAaMGZ5CI/AAAAAAAABsE/5p6lP5Y3OYg/s320/A+Co+Afghan+245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418464120348992546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy had already eaten the moose jerky and Smarties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAZmDHs5I/AAAAAAAABr8/PNt4XxU4RyI/s1600-h/A+Co+Afghan+246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAZmDHs5I/AAAAAAAABr8/PNt4XxU4RyI/s320/A+Co+Afghan+246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418464110134670226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We enjoyed the look on Andy's face as he opened his gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAZXoyz_I/AAAAAAAABr0/rK5KkWGSPuQ/s1600-h/A+Co+Afghan+247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAZXoyz_I/AAAAAAAABr0/rK5KkWGSPuQ/s320/A+Co+Afghan+247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418464106266152946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas Andy and to all our men and women who are fighting the war against terrorism.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Support the troops and wear RED on Fridays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-8661436074035196010?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/8661436074035196010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=8661436074035196010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8661436074035196010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8661436074035196010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-on-fob-in-afghanistan.html' title='Christmas on a F.O.B. in Afghanistan'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_08seuh3z-pU/SzJAatS1oFI/AAAAAAAABsM/VxgwG50HFKg/s72-c/A+Co+Afghan+244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-1765533808268767945</id><published>2009-12-22T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T08:14:47.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian growth'/><title type='text'>White Lies</title><content type='html'>Is it ever ok to tell a lie, how about a little white lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa lives at the north pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, your hair looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the lies told in the Bible?  King David, Rahab, old prophet to young prophet etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it ok to tell a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMaaXq97Rf4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMaaXq97Rf4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/913842984891284469-1765533808268767945?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/1765533808268767945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=1765533808268767945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1765533808268767945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1765533808268767945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-lies.html' title='White Lies'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-1390276648237479540</id><published>2009-12-21T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:14:07.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian growth'/><title type='text'>NEVER AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I&lt;/span&gt; say “I can’t” for   I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.  Phil 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I &lt;/span&gt;Admit I Lack, for  But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.  Phil 4:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I&lt;/span&gt; Fear, for For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.  2 Tim. 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I&lt;/span&gt; Harbour Doubt And Lack of Faith, for The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?   Psa. 27:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I&lt;/span&gt; Allow Supremacy Of Satan Over My Life, for Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.   I John 4:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I&lt;/span&gt; Admit Defeat, for God …which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.   2 Cor. 2:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I &lt;/span&gt;Lack Wisdom, for, If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.     James 1:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I&lt;/span&gt; Be Worried and Frustrated, Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.    1 Peter 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I &lt;/span&gt;Be In Bondage, for Now the Lord is that Spirit: and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.   2 Cor. 3:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER AGAIN WILL I &lt;/span&gt;Feel Condemned, for There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.   Rom. 8:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-1390276648237479540?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/1390276648237479540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=1390276648237479540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1390276648237479540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1390276648237479540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-again.html' title='NEVER AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-1091181395996370209</id><published>2009-12-19T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T09:41:48.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wireless phones'/><title type='text'>Survey: 15 percent of teens get sexual text messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_stryathrtmp"&gt;&lt;div class="cnnByline"&gt;By  &lt;b&gt;John D. Sutter&lt;/b&gt;, CNN&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;cnnAuthor = "By  John D. Sutter, CNN";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_strytmstmp"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;if(location.hostname.indexOf( 'edition.' ) &gt; -1) {document.write('December 15, 2009 -- Updated 1727 GMT (0127 HKT)');} else {document.write('December 15, 2009 12:27 p.m. EST');}&lt;/script&gt;December 15, 2009 12:27 p.m. EST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--endclickprintinclude--&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end --&gt;&lt;!--startclickprintexclude--&gt; &lt;!--endclickprintexclude--&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start --&gt;&lt;!-- CONTENT --&gt;&lt;!-- REAP --&gt;&lt;!-- KEEP --&gt;&lt;!--startclickprintinclude--&gt;  &lt;script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"&gt;var clickExpire = "-1";&lt;/script&gt;                 &lt;!-- REAP --&gt;&lt;!--startclickprintexclude--&gt;     &lt;div class="cnn_stryimg640captioned"&gt;&lt;!--===========IMAGE============--&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 190px;" src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2009/TECH/12/15/pew.sexting.survey/t1larg.teen.sexting.gi.jpg" alt="A new survey finds that about 15 percent of teens have sent or received nude or nearly nude photos via text messages." border="0" /&gt;&lt;!--===========/IMAGE===========--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--===========CAPTION==========--&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_stryimg640caption"&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_strycaptiontxt"&gt;A new survey finds that about 15 percent of teens have sent or received nude or nearly nude photos via text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b id="anonymous_element_1"&gt;(CNN)&lt;/b&gt; -- Nearly one-sixth of teens who own cell phones have received nude or nearly nude images via text message from someone they know, according to a new survey on "sexting" from the Pew Internet &amp;amp; American Life Project. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The national telephone survey confirms parent and teacher worries that young people are using cell phones to send out and receive sexually explicit images of themselves and of romantic partners.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The 800-person survey, released Tuesday by the nonprofit research group, found 15 percent of cell-phone-owning teens ages 12 to 17 had received nude or nearly nude photos by phone. Four percent of the teens said they had sent out sexually explicit photos or videos of themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Older teens were more likely to send sexual images through &lt;a href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Texting_and_MMS" class="cnnInlineTopic"&gt;text messages&lt;/a&gt; than younger teens. Four percent of 12-year-olds reported sending sexually suggestive images by text message, while 8 percent of 17-year-olds reported texting nude or partially nude photos.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Pew survey suggests teens who pay their own cell phone bills and who have unlimited text messaging plans are more likely to engage in sexting than those who use phones owned by their parents or have restrictions placed on how frequently they can text. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, teens whose parents searched through their cell phones were no more or less likely to send and receive sexually explicit text messages than those whose phones were kept private, the report says.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Boys and girls surveyed were equally likely to say they engage in sexting. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The survey results were paired with focus-group interviews of 74 teens in three cities to create Tuesday's report, titled "Teens and Sexting." The report is not the first to try to quantify teenage sexting, a practice that is still so new and little understood that it's difficult to say if it is on the rise or decline among teens.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Teenage sexting usually is done as part of a relationship or would-be relationship between teens, the Pew focus groups found.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some teens send sexts only to people with whom they are in a relationship; but those messages often are forwarded to people outside the relationship, especially after a breakup, according to the interviews.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; "It doesn't take that many people creating these images for a lot of people to see them," said Amanda Lenhart, a senior research specialist at the &lt;a href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Pew_Internet_American_Life_Project"&gt;Pew Internet &amp;amp; American Life Project&lt;/a&gt; and author of the sexting report.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lenhart said the focus groups highlighted the fact that teens look at sexting in a range of ways. Some teens interviewed by Pew said sexting was no cause for concern. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I only do it [sexting] with my girlfriend b/c we have already been sexually active with each other. It's not really a big deal," one high school boy wrote in a Pew focus group.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Others said sexting is part of teenage culture -- partly because it can be more convenient or less intimidating than traditional dating.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Most people are too shy to have sex," another high school boy told Pew. "Sexting is not as bad."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still others quoted in the report acknowledge the dangers of sexting -- including the fact that recipients of naked pictures can easily forward them to friends or post them on the Internet to fuel a grudge.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"This girl sent pictures to her boyfriend. Then they broke up and he sent them to his friend, who sent them to like everyone in my school. ... It ruined high school for her," one older high school boy wrote in the survey.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bill Albert, spokesman for the National Campaign to Prevent Teen and Unplanned Pregnancy, said it's that fine line between private and public that's least understood, but should be of the most concern for teens and their parents.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Things go from private to global in a nanosecond in this world," he said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Albert's group published &lt;a href="http://www.thenationalcampaign.org/sextech/PDF/SexTech_Summary.pdf" target="new"&gt;a survey&lt;/a&gt; in 2008 that found 20 percent of teens age 13 to 19 said they had texted or posted online sexy photos or videos of themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The number of kids who are sexting should concern parents enough to make them talk to their kids about the dangers of sexting, but should not cause them to panic, he said. Any behavior, including sexting, that contributes to a culture of casual sexual encounters should be of concern to parents, he said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; He urged parents not to blame &lt;a href="http://topics.cnn.com/topics/Cellular_Phones" class="cnnInlineTopic"&gt;cell phones&lt;/a&gt; for the trend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"To me, blaming the technology is like blaming an automobile for drunk driving," he said. "It is not the product, it is not the technology that is the problem. It is the judgment of the people using the technology."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The prevalence of sexting coincides with greater cell phone use among teens in general. In a &lt;a href="http://www.pewinternet.org/%7E/media//Files/Reports/2009/PIP%20Teens%20and%20Mobile%20Phones%20Data%20Memo.pdf" target="new"&gt;2004 Pew Internet survey&lt;/a&gt;, 18 percent of 12-year-olds said they owned a cell phone; in a 2009 follow-up, 58 percent of kids age 12 reported having their own mobile device. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Pew report on sexting also underscores the complicated legal climate surrounding teenage sexting. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Teens in some states, like Florida and Pennsylvania, have been prosecuted or threatened with prosecution on child pornography laws because they sent out nude images through text messages, the Pew report says. Ohio is considering legislation to criminalize sexting between minors; Vermont and Utah have downgraded penalties for first-time sexters, the report says.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Parents should concentrate on making their kids aware of the potential legal and emotional ramifications of sexting, Albert said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Avery Murphy, an 18-year-old member of the National Campaign to Prevent Teen and Unplanned Pregnancy's youth leadership group, said the increasing popularity of phones with cameras seems to be behind the sexting trend as much as anything. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She suggested parents talk to their teens about appropriate cell phone use when their kids first get cell phones. But don't overdo it, she said, because teens generally understand the dangers of sexting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="cnnInline"&gt;"Parents think it's happening more than it actually is," she said. "It's not seen as very normal by teenagers."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnnInline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnnInline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-1091181395996370209?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/1091181395996370209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=1091181395996370209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1091181395996370209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1091181395996370209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/survey-15-percent-of-teens-get-sexual.html' title='Survey: 15 percent of teens get sexual text messages'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-2415494874213525314</id><published>2009-12-19T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T08:37:36.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soulwinning'/><title type='text'>THE FISHER OF MEN</title><content type='html'>In the still of the darkness while others sleep, &lt;br /&gt;again the old man his vigil does keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While moonlit clouds drift in the breeze,&lt;br /&gt;the fisher yet toils by the sands of the seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His prey is not meat, his catch has no fin.&lt;br /&gt;He labours for souls, this a fisher of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sharpens his tools, studies his net again,&lt;br /&gt;and looks to the sea, the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ponders the storm, the raging of sin,&lt;br /&gt;and thinks on the sea, the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He prays through the midnight and at dawn&lt;br /&gt;begins casting on the sea for the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though bitter cold cut or scorching heat singe,&lt;br /&gt;he stays on the  sea for the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s moved by a flame, a pure burning coal,&lt;br /&gt;it’s fire in his bones and food for his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No glory or honour  or praise does he ask,&lt;br /&gt;Only strength for the day and souls for his task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As night time falls, a burdened tear descend,&lt;br /&gt;for his love is the sea, the souls of  all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the sea still groans and calls,&lt;br /&gt;behind the old man a tiny shadow falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With bright eyes twinkling and toes in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;he sees Daddy work and watches his hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees no meat nor spiney fin,&lt;br /&gt;only souls and fisher of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He touches the tools tugs the net again,&lt;br /&gt;and looks at the sea, the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He weeps through the night, then at dawn&lt;br /&gt;begins his life on the sea, the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cold heart cut, he bleeds deep within:&lt;br /&gt;he yearns for the sea, the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s moved by a flame, a pure burning coal,&lt;br /&gt;it’s fire in his bones and food for his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No glory or honour or praise does he chase,&lt;br /&gt;only strength for the day to take Father’s place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As night time falls, an old fisher ascends&lt;br /&gt;no more to fish the sea, the souls of all men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in the darkness while others sleep,&lt;br /&gt;a young fisher of men the vigil does keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory  V. Trull&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-2415494874213525314?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/2415494874213525314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=2415494874213525314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/2415494874213525314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/2415494874213525314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/fisher-of-men.html' title='THE FISHER OF MEN'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-3229473772672615334</id><published>2009-12-17T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:39:39.671-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end times'/><title type='text'>Are Christian Fundamentalists The Main Enemy?</title><content type='html'>I got this article from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Call for &lt;/span&gt;Discernment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;div class="post"&gt;This is a news article about a report by US Army Major Brian L. Stuckert on the role of fundamental Christians in America and how pre-millennial eschatology affects US foreign policy. Major Stuckert believes fundamental Christians have been responsible for many of the world's ills and are a barrier to world peace and the New World Order whose symbol he admits is on our national seal. Stuckert believes "a clear differentiation between good, evil, right, and wrong do not always serve us well in foreign relations or security policy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he does not come out and say it the message is clear that literal Bible believing Christians are the enemy of world peace and will have to be dealt with at some future date. Is this one Army man's view or does his view represent general military views?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuckert's views echo those of Rick Warren who sees Christian fundamentalism as one of the big enemies of the 21st century.&lt;/span&gt; Stuckert and Warren both believe Christian fundamentalism is motivated by fear but they could not be more wrong. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is motivated by the greatest of hope, actually assurance, for true believers.&lt;/span&gt; The full report can be downloaded from the article link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnmcternansinsights.blogspot.com/2009/12/emergency-us-army-view-of.html"&gt;http://johnmcternansinsights.blogspot.com/2009/12/emergency-us-army-view-of.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-3229473772672615334?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/3229473772672615334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=3229473772672615334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/3229473772672615334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/3229473772672615334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-christian-fundamentalists-main.html' title='Are Christian Fundamentalists The Main Enemy?'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-279024952523070372</id><published>2009-12-17T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:10:18.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian growth'/><title type='text'>ARE YOU A MATURE BELIEVER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is the ability to control anger and settle differences without violence or destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is patience, the willingness to pass up immediate pleasures in favour of the long term gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is perseverance, the ability to sweat out a project or a situation in spite of opposition or discouraging setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is unselfishness responding to the needs of others, often at the expense of one’s own desires and wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is the capacity of face unpleasantness and frustration, discomfort and defeat without complaint or collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is humility. It is being big enough to say I was wrong. And when right, the mature person need not say I told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is the ability to make a decision and stand by it. The immature spend their lives exploring endless possibilities, then do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; means dependability, keeping one’s word, coming through in the crisis. The immature are masters of the alibi, confused and disorganized. Their lives are a maze of broken promises, former friends, unfinished business and good intentions which never materialize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATURITY -&lt;/span&gt; is the art of living in peace with that which we cannot change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-279024952523070372?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/279024952523070372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=279024952523070372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/279024952523070372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/279024952523070372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-you-mature-believer.html' title='ARE YOU A MATURE BELIEVER?'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-4328193915423593571</id><published>2009-12-16T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:07:01.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PC gone wrong'/><title type='text'>Where is this stuff headed???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" class="PostTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Crucifixion ruled too violent for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div class="entryviewfooter"&gt;                                                   &lt;span class="em"&gt;Posted: &lt;/span&gt;                         December 15, 2009, 7:37 PM                by                Daniel Kaszor                                                                                               &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nationalpost.com/2347009.bin" alt="" width="475" height="413" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Steph Davidson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eight-year-old Massachusetts boy was suspended from school and ordered to undergo a psychological evaluation after drawing a figure of Jesus Christ nailed to the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second-grader drew the crucifix after his teacher asked children to sketch something they associated with Christmas. But the boy’s father said he then got a call from the elementary school informing him that his son had created a violent drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When she told me he needed to be psychologically evaluated, I thought she was playing,” the boy’s father told the Taunton Daily Gazette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drawing in question shows Jesus on a cross with Xs in place of his eyes to symbolize death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, who asked for his name not to be published to protect the child, said his son gets specialized reading and speech instruction at school, and has never shown any tendency toward violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s never been suspended. He’s eight years old. They overreacted,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child drew the picture shortly after taking a family trip to see the Christmas display at the National Shrine of Our Lady of La Salette, a Christian retreat site in Attleboro, Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toni Saunders, a non-profit educational consultant, said the boy’s father reached out to her for help after trying to have his son moved to another school because “he’s traumatized by everything that has happened.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ve had kids suspended for idiotic things before, but I’ve never had to deal with anything like this,” said Ms. Saunders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Saunders said the boy was kicked out of Lowell L. Maxham School on Dec. 2 and not allowed back until Dec. 7, after he received a psychiatric evaluation. The evaluation found nothing to indicate that he posed a threat to himself or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t understand why this was so important to them, why it violated the school code of violence in their handbook. It just didn’t make sense,” she said. “It was just the drawing, and I don’t know how that turned into violence.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school’s zero-tolerance for violence policy and a general lack of common sense are to to blame, Ms. Saunders said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s time that we shine a light on what we’re doing to our own children, and stop it, because our children’s imagination is being assaulted. It’s not right. I can’t imagine that this would’ve happened 20 years ago. It wouldn’t have. People would’ve patted him on the back and said, ‘Isn’t that wonderful.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela Smithson’s son Cullen was suspended from his Taunton school in June 2008 for drawing what his teacher considered to be a violent image. The teacher filed a criminal complaint against the 10-year-old boy over the picture, which shows him, a gun and a figure labelled as the teacher with a bullet wound. The district attorney’s office chose not to pursue the charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Smithson said it was horrible that no one tried to speak with the eight-year-old child and his father before they suspended him. She experienced the same problem when the teacher refused to speak with her regarding Cullen’s drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have no idea why they would think that that’s a violent drawing. Even if I didn’t know what it was, and you know, I took a look at it, you can tell it’s Jesus on a crucifix ... there’s nothing wrong with that picture. Nothing should have happened. I really feel bad for this family,” Ms. Smithson said.&lt;br /&gt;Phone calls to the school principal and superintendent were not returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Post&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-4328193915423593571?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/4328193915423593571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=4328193915423593571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/4328193915423593571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/4328193915423593571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-is-this-stuff-headed.html' title='Where is this stuff headed???'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-8357583098596731031</id><published>2009-12-16T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:54:55.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taxes'/><title type='text'>New Taxes from Copenhagen - Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="feature-right"&gt;         &lt;h3&gt;FED: Copenhagen Grifters Plan $3,000 Con&lt;/h3&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Would you be upset if you knew your government was about to get duped in a con that would cost your family at least $3,000 a year in new taxes? That is exactly what is happening in Copenhagen right now.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taxpayer.com/node/11025"&gt;VIEW THE WHOLE STORY »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-8357583098596731031?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/8357583098596731031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=8357583098596731031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8357583098596731031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8357583098596731031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-taxes-from-copenhagen-merry.html' title='New Taxes from Copenhagen - Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-314958016194538717</id><published>2009-12-16T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:36:07.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Service'/><title type='text'>WHAT I COULD DO, IF I WANTED TO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could&lt;/span&gt; help make this church the most wade-awake and working church is all the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could &lt;/span&gt;visit members who are sick and possibly find other ways of helping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could &lt;/span&gt;attend Sunday School regularly and encourage others to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could&lt;/span&gt; show more devotion in worship services and receive much more good from them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could&lt;/span&gt; profit much more from the sermons by not resenting the truth when it reveals some of my weaknesses and sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could&lt;/span&gt; use my efforts to help promote the greatest possible harmony in my church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could&lt;/span&gt; tell others about Jesus Christ and His church and lead many of them to salvation - at least my actions could always speak for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I wanted to, I could &lt;/span&gt;give back to the Lord each Lord’s day as I have prospered there by helping  to spread the Gospel of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this all depends on what I want to do about it. I have the ability to be an honourable servant of God, but the question is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“What do I really want to do?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-314958016194538717?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/314958016194538717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=314958016194538717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/314958016194538717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/314958016194538717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-could-do-if-i-wanted-to.html' title='WHAT I COULD DO, IF I WANTED TO!'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-8143844038588375190</id><published>2009-12-16T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T08:27:33.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Parenting our Children Dec 16 09</title><content type='html'>I found small scrape of paper with these words, not sure where I got it.&lt;br /&gt;No date or name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Make a decision to HIGHLY value our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. TOUCH our children - physically - emotionally - spiritually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. SPEAK words of affection to our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. LEARN to be a student of our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Make a COMMITMENT to our children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-8143844038588375190?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/8143844038588375190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=8143844038588375190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8143844038588375190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8143844038588375190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/parenting-our-children-dec-16-09.html' title='Parenting our Children Dec 16 09'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-8011542171096231654</id><published>2009-12-15T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:40:27.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost souls'/><title type='text'>IF IT WERE YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If your were lost in darkness and night&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With no one to show you the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you want someone to bring you a light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And wouldn’t you want it today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If no one had told you of Jesus at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His love His compassion, His death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, wouldn’t you want the message to come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before you had drawn your last breath?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If, sinking in evil traditions, you were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bound by what you believed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helpless and hopeless, oh, wouldn’t you want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A chance at least to be freed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you want them to wait while they built new homes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And paid for a ‘still better’ car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or while making the home base an elegant place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before sending the message afar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you want them to table the plans that were made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To expand on missions this year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because of conditions around the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the days of uncertainty here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you want them to wait with the message of hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While you were dying and lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, I know that your answer would ring through the gloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Please, sent it at any cost!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, let’s sent it out to the millions in need,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The light that will show them the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For if it were you in the darkness and night ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You’d want it! You’d want it today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.H. Mortension&lt;br /&gt;from Western Messager April '90&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-8011542171096231654?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/8011542171096231654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=8011542171096231654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8011542171096231654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8011542171096231654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-it-were-you.html' title='IF IT WERE YOU'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-71115701583025788</id><published>2009-12-11T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:32:16.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>I TOOK THE BLUNT APPROACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id=":i1" class="ii gt"&gt;    &lt;div bgcolor="#ffffff" text="#000000"&gt; &lt;h1 style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; From Pastor David Harness&lt;br /&gt;Sherwood Park, AB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;"&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Pastor’s Pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I TOOK THE BLUNT APPROACH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When I accepted the pastorate of a mid-western church I checked the past year's attendance. Sunday school had averaged 181; Sunday morning service, 153; Sunday evening, 79; Wednesday fellowship hour, 23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This last figure shocked me. How could a church prosper with this sort of indiffer­ence existing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My Sunday pulpit exhortations about the importance of midweek prayer meeting had a little effect, but it wasn't enough. Finally the Lord led me to ask each of the people face to face, "Why don't you attend the Wednesday fellowship hour?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Within two weeks I visited every home. I soon found that the excuses fell into various categories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Many times in my former church I had accepted and condoned indifference. Now, with heartfelt Christian love I challenged the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What happened? Did people get angry? Did people respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'd like to tell you about how I answered these excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Why don't you come to Wednesday fel­lowship hour?" I asked a woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"I couldn't keep my children out that late."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Our prayer meeting ends at eight-thirty. Aren't there many occasions when your children stay up past eight-thirty to watch a TV program?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Yes," she admitted, and later she con­fessed it was almost every night. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Certainly what they see on television can't be compared in value to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hour of Bible study and prayer, can it?" I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Another mother threw up her hands. "I have five children. Think of the time it would take to get them ready."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I dared challenge this woman with some­thing I had heard from someone else. "Sup­pose all your children were taken by death, would you be more interested? Surely you don't want to use your children as an ex­cuse for not serving the Lord as fully as possible. "You do get your children ready for school five days a week, don't you? " I went on. "Aren't you willing to make the effort to ready them for Bible study?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One man, exposing obvious hostility, told me, "Pastor, I'm a busy man. When I come home from work I'm tired." I pointed to a bowling ball near a book­case. "What night do you bowl?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;His face brightened. "Mondays."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"And you're not tired on Mondays?" I asked. "Surely you don't believe bowling is more important than Bible study and prayer!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Another man &lt;span&gt;responded, "I'm&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;very faith­ful on Sunday morning, and I've always felt that was sufficient."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Then you think we should close our Sunday evening and our Wednesday eve­ning services?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"I wouldn't say that." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But, don't you see," I countered, "when you aren't there you vote to close them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A high school student said, "Aw Pastor, you don't understand. They load you with homework. I couldn't take time off."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"How are your marks?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Not too good," he admitted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"It seems to me you could stand a little prayer," I kidded.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"I've never heard of a person failing because he gave God an hour in the middle of the week. You come for three months. If your grades drop, stop coming and I'll buy you the biggest steak dinner in town."&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He came. I never had to buy the steak dinner. And he's still coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A great number of people whom I ques­tioned said prayer meetings were boring.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"But you do a lot of boring things," I reminded. "Housework is often boring. Schoolwork is often boring. Secular work is often boring."&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And I emphasized, "Wednes­day fellowship hour at our church is not boring. You haven't given it a trial."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What were the results?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some never did respond, but most of them did. Here is the actual record. Within two weeks we hit the 75 mark. A week later we had 101. The following week we hit 126, the week after that 146.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A number of years have passed. I still ap­proach people the same way. And midweek prayer service attendance now runs in the 200s and 300s regularly at our church. And more important than attendance records is the fact that the people have found Wednes­day fellowship hour an inspiration, a source of spiritual strength for the rigors of daily life in a sin-riddled world, and &lt;span&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;means of bolstering the ministry of the whole church and Sunday school through united praying that has obtained results in soul winning and in transformed lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One busy father recently told me, "I never miss a mid-week service — for several reasons. One, the pastor knows that only interested Christians attend, so he teaches deeper Bible truths on Wednesday nights and I love it. Then too, we have six children and my wife is up to her ears in work every waking minute of the day. She loves to get out of the house on Wednesday nights to have fellowship with other Christians. And our children love to come, for there is a department especially for them, and what they get on Wednesday nights helps off set the hideous stuff the world feeds them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A housewife admitted, "I never came to prayer meeting until I was challenged, but since my husband and I have attended we've seen our son and our daughter take up Bible study in earnest. Both are dedicated to full-time Christian service. My husband and I are closer to the Lord than we've ever been before. Need I say more?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A teenager said, "As a senior in high school I have to work for my marks. I get so tired of plugging, plugging, and plugging all the time, and for what?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To beat out a competi­tive world to make a living. What a relief to chuck my books on Wednesday nights to join a flock of other kids for Bible study and to share prayer requests. And there's something else. Since I've been going to prayer meeting my marks have gone up. It pays."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do &lt;i&gt;you &lt;/i&gt;attend your church's midweek meeting? Your pastor has a right to chal­lenge your excuses for absence from mid­week prayer services. Please don't force him to do it.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Instead take the challenge directly from your own Bible. &lt;i&gt;"Let us consider one another to provoke unto love and to good works, not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but ex­horting one another: and so much the more, as ye see the day approaching."&lt;/i&gt; (Heb. 10:24-25) &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;~&lt;i&gt;Author unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-71115701583025788?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/71115701583025788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=71115701583025788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/71115701583025788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/71115701583025788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-took-blunt-approach.html' title='I TOOK THE BLUNT APPROACH'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-2133740493914884815</id><published>2009-12-11T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:08:19.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Military'/><title type='text'>Thank God For Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;The Old Man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=4d0854ac15&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1257dbc8f53f0405&amp;amp;attid=0.1.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="231" align="left" height="231" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my cart of g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;roceries towards my car, I saw an old man with the hood of his car up and a lady sitting inside the car, with the door open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The old man was looking at the engine. I put my groceries away in my car and continued to watch the old gentleman from about 25 feet away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: bookman old style,new york,times,serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in his arm, walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw him coming too, and took a few steps towards him. I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand new Cadillac Escalade and then turn back to the old man and I heard him yell at the old gentleman saying, 'You shouldn't even be allowed to drive a car at your age.' And then with a wave of his hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief and mop his brow as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine. He then went to his wife and spoke with her and appeared to tell her it would be okay. I had seen enough and I approached the old man. He saw me coming and stood straight and as I got near him I said, 'Looks like you're having a problem.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;He smiled sheepishly and quietly nodded his head. I looked under the hood myself and knew that whatever the problem was, it was beyond me. Looking around I saw a gas station up the road and told the old man that I would be right back. I drove to the station and went inside and saw three attendants working on cars. I approached one of them and related the problem the old man had with his car and offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us, he straightened up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the problem (overheated engine) I spoke with the old gentleman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=4d0854ac15&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1257dbc8f53f0405&amp;amp;attid=0.1.2&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="90" align="left" height="90" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine Corps ring a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;nd had commented about it, telling me that he had been a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit did you serve with?'   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;He had mentioned that he served with the first Marine Division at Tarawa, Saipan, Iwo Jima and Guadalcanal. He had hit all the big ones and retired from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood... They came over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by me and I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=4d0854ac15&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1257dbc8f53f0405&amp;amp;attid=0.1.3&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="120" align="left" height="90" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;his name and address on it and I stuck it in my pocket.. We all shook hands all around again and I said my goodbye's to his wife. I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the station. Once at the station I told them that they had interrupted their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;One of them pulled out a card from his pocket looking exactly like the card the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then, that they were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;For some reason I had gone about two blocks when I pulled over and took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time. The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his name....... 'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=4d0854ac15&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1257dbc8f53f0405&amp;amp;attid=0.1.4&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="200" align="left" height="200" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I sat there motionless looking at the card and reading it over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled that on this day, four Marines had all come together, because one of us needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness and courage and an honor to have been in his presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Remember, OLD men like him gave you FREEDOM for America . Thanks to those who served and those who supported them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;America is not at war.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The U.S. Military is at war.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;America is at the Mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you don't stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=4d0854ac15&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1257dbc8f53f0405&amp;amp;attid=0.1.5&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" width="350" align="left" height="350" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Remember, Freedom isn't "Free" -- thousands have paid the price so you can enjoy what you have today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;PLEASE LET'S ALL DO THIS -- JUST 19 WORDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;DEAR GOD OUR FATHER, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;WALK THROUGH MY HOUSE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;AND TAKE AWAY ALL MY WORRIES AND ILLNESSES; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;AND PLEASE WATCH OVER AND HEAL MY FAMILY AND OUR FRIENDS AND THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO HAVE FOUGHT AND ARE FIGHTING FOR OUR FREEDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;IN JESUS ' NAME. AMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;author UNKNOWN to me,  jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-2133740493914884815?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/2133740493914884815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=2133740493914884815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/2133740493914884815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/2133740493914884815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-god-for-freedom.html' title='Thank God For Freedom'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-8698627120698540749</id><published>2009-12-09T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:14:19.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baptism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Why the Baptist Preacher’s Baby was not Sprinkled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J. B. Jeter’s third wife was a Presbyterian. A baby was born in that home. His wife said something about like this: "Mr. Jeter, you knew I was a Presbyterian, when you married me. As an honest Presbyterian I believe that our baby ought to be baptized." He consented on condition that she would consent to his holding the baby while the ceremony was performed. She thought it would be a feather in her cap to have the most prominent Baptist preacher in Virginia and one of the best known Baptist editors in the South to hold their baby, while a Presbyterian preacher baptized it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So she consented. J. B. Jeter announced in his church in Richmond, that he would be out of his pulpit to be present at the Presbyterian church and why. That church was jammed and packed. The scholarly and dignified Presbyterian preacher preached and then announced that those who had babies to be baptized would please bring them forward. Bro. Jeter and his wife arose and he took the baby in his arms and they walked to the front. He was careful to get at the end where they were to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quite a number of other parents had children present for that purpose. Just as the honored pastor of that Presbyterian church raised his hand to say the baptismal formula and baptize Bro. Jeter’s baby, Bro. Jeter said something like this: "My brother, you and I have been good friends for many years. My wife has been a member of your church for years and I have never tried to proselyte her to my faith. But as a Baptist I believe that we ought to be able to give a thus saith the Lord for all that we do. This is my baby as well as my wife’s. Before you sprinkle my child, I want you to take your Bible and read out of the Book your authority for what you are about to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The scholarly, old-school Presbyterian preacher slowly raised his hand and pronounced the benediction. Mrs. Jeter soon became a Baptist. She said that her pastor was one of the most scholarly Presbyterian preachers in all the South. If he could not find infant baptism in the Bible, then it must not be there. If infant baptism was not in the Bible, she had never been baptized, for infant baptism was all she had ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="newsletter" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With an open Bible she soon was led to the truth and obeyed her Lord in baptism. The Bible was written to make Baptists and it will do the work in every regenerate heart if they will only read it and obey it.&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/913842984891284469-8698627120698540749?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/8698627120698540749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=8698627120698540749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8698627120698540749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8698627120698540749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-baptist-preachers-baby-was-not.html' title='Why the Baptist Preacher’s Baby was not Sprinkled!'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-5002723059301644261</id><published>2009-12-09T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:09:18.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What Alabama &amp; Switzerland have in common- Family guns</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYzH9BBiinM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYzH9BBiinM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6nf1OgV449g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6nf1OgV449g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/913842984891284469-5002723059301644261?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/5002723059301644261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=5002723059301644261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5002723059301644261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5002723059301644261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-alabama-switzerland-have-in-common.html' title='What Alabama &amp; Switzerland have in common- Family guns'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-8221742226560585685</id><published>2009-12-08T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:19:54.010-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>PREACH A SERMON, PREACHER</title><content type='html'>Preach a sermon, Preacher, but don't preach very long;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell a heart-warming story, but don't condemn the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Say not a thing about specific problems,&lt;br /&gt;Because that's something we don't want to know.&lt;br /&gt;We're just here to feel real good, so don't mess up the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach a sermon, Preacher, but don't preach doctrine plain.&lt;br /&gt;Let others guess at what is meant; don't ever call a name.&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing your praises loud and long, and keep you many a day,&lt;br /&gt;But preach it clear and you will hear, "Brother, be on your way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach a sermon, Preacher, but say nothing of our duty,&lt;br /&gt;Tell us all about God's grace, and picture Heaven's beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Leave out things that we must do, we're busy making money;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it short and off the point, and make it sweet as honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach a sermon, Preacher, but say nothing of our sins;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak of hell, repentance, or other stuff that offends.&lt;br /&gt;Tell us about how Jesus loves each and everyone,&lt;br /&gt;And how He'll forgive us, no matter how our lives are run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach a sermon, Preacher, but make sure we're entertained.&lt;br /&gt;With the right technique, there's sure to be new converts to be gained.&lt;br /&gt;Tell us about church youth programs and our gospel band,&lt;br /&gt;With these we're sure to win more souls, and give our Lord a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach a sermon, Preacher, and speak of the day we die,&lt;br /&gt;Tell all the folks about our home beyond the starry sky.&lt;br /&gt;Preach a sermon, Preacher, make it strong, preach us straight to Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Tell us that since we have church membership, we get eternal living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the end of the message "Playing Church" by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. W.R. Crews &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-8221742226560585685?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/8221742226560585685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=8221742226560585685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8221742226560585685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/8221742226560585685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/preach-sermon-preacher.html' title='PREACH A SERMON, PREACHER'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-598946452148721637</id><published>2009-12-07T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:36:20.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastors'/><title type='text'>A CHURCH WILL CALL YOUR PASTOR…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many churches need Him if he …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Preachers the Word  of God in boldness and in love…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Loves and wins the lost to Christ…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Faithful in performing his pastoral duties, visit’s the sick, marries the living, buries the dead, councils the confused and etc…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Teaches tithing and giving as a Christian scriptural duty …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Urges the church members to be present at all the services including visitation …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Lives an upright life, morally and spiritually …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Keeps his family under qualified control as it  relates to his scriptural duties …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Who is missionary, evangelistic and called upon for revivals, conferences in other churches …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. If he is never satisfied without  progress …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. If he never complains about his work and never quits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If your pastor passes the foregoing 10 points, then love him, pray for him, and support him as a member should. Because other churches are looking for a pastor with his calibre and will take him off your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-598946452148721637?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/598946452148721637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=598946452148721637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/598946452148721637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/598946452148721637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/church-will-call-your-pastor.html' title='A CHURCH WILL CALL YOUR PASTOR…'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-1702596160979983490</id><published>2009-12-06T08:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:49:58.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;div vlink="purple" link="blue"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#400080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 128); font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 24pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 24pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 24pt;"&gt;Quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 7.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:   Maria, go to the  map and find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;North  America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MARIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:    Correct. Now class, who discovered  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS:          Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 128); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: John, why are you  doing your math multiplication on the floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN:          You told me to do it without using  tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:teal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLENN:          K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:teal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: teal; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  No, that's  wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLENN:          Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I Love this kid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Donald, what is the  chemical formula for water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONALD:     H I J K L M  N O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  What are you talking  about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONALD:     Yesterday  you said it's H to O.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#824200;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(130, 66, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Winnie, name  one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years  ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINNIE:        Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff8100;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 129, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:   Glen, why do you always get so dirty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLEN:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;           Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are. &lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:    Millie,  give me a sentence starting with ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;  '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILLIE:            I is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:     No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILLIE:            All right...  'I am the ninth letter of the  alphabet.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:   George Washington  not only chopped down his father's cherry tree, but also admitted it.  Now,  Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS:           Because George still had the axe in his  hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#400000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 0); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;________  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#0000a1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 161); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me  frankly, do you say prayers before eating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMON:         No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook. &lt;br /&gt;______________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(129, 0, 255); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(129, 0, 255); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Clyde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#8100ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(129, 0, 255); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; , your  composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy  his?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;CLYDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; :        No, sir. It's the same dog. &lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER:  Harold, what do  you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer  interested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAROLD:   A  teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-1702596160979983490?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/1702596160979983490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=1702596160979983490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1702596160979983490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/1702596160979983490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/enjoy.html' title='Enjoy'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-5648129742245037634</id><published>2009-12-05T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:04:13.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Men, here is some important information - TAKE NOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Christmas just twenty days away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SecVCh9dg4I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SecVCh9dg4I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BTW, I have spent my time in the doghouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/913842984891284469-5648129742245037634?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/5648129742245037634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=5648129742245037634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5648129742245037634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5648129742245037634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/men-here-is-some-important-information.html' title='Men, here is some important information - TAKE NOTE'/><author><name>Bro. Jeff Hallmark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815818639927469671</uri><email>bctexan@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13432516701641666425'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-913842984891284469.post-5793018383388617237</id><published>2009-12-04T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:14:55.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Silent Monks Singing Halleluia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCFCeJTEzNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCFCeJTEzNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/913842984891284469-5793018383388617237?l=baptist-potluck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/feeds/5793018383388617237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=913842984891284469&amp;postID=5793018383388617237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5793018383388617237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/913842984891284469/posts/default/5793018383388617237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baptist-potluck.blogspot.com/2009/12/silent-monks-singing-halleluia.html' title='Silent Monks Singing Halleluia'/><author><name>Bro. 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