<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436</id><updated>2012-01-17T16:34:35.862-05:00</updated><category term='door'/><category term='spiritual discernment'/><category term='trust'/><category term='beliefs faith apologetics'/><category term='Revelation 3:20'/><category term='God'/><category term='life dedication'/><category term='Malachi 3:10'/><category term='music'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='margin'/><category term='aotc'/><category term='Return of the Wolf'/><category term='Waycross'/><category term='Nenshu and the Tiger'/><category term='gay rights'/><category term='David Holt'/><category term='tragedy'/><category term='Way of the Wolf'/><category term='Black Friday'/><category term='Matthew 9:9'/><category term='Lenny Baughman'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='Christmas shopping'/><category term='tithing'/><category term='Barrington Bunny'/><category term='Universal Concepts and views'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Presidential election'/><category term='Martin Bell'/><title type='text'>Hatfield's Fellowship Hall</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/hatfield604/Re9atgOeO5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/V2czFptYpyA/s144/NG%20wolf.jpg" align ="left" width="100" height="75"/&gt; Started as a forum for Christian Mudders, The Fellowship Hall is my gathering place to share my thoughts about Christian gaming and life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-8443384903098271749</id><published>2012-01-17T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:34:35.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working title:  Rosetta Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;An excerpt from a story I'm working on.&amp;nbsp; I would appreciate your thoughts ... but be kind.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; &lt;!--  @page { margin: 0.79in }  P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Introduction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Thosewho followed the Prophets could never quite understand that Jesus wasthe fulfillment of the very prophecies they gave!  Born the only sonof the Creator, he was the door that opened out from a life ofnothingness and damnation and onto a life of Grace, forgiveness andjoy.  Such is as it had been since the earliest days and was so now. Two schools of belief existed on Erets:  The teachings of theProphets (unfulfilled) and the teachings of Jesus (fulfilledprophecies).  True, there were those who followed other paths, eventhose who claimed to follow no path at all ...but even small childrenunderstood that in order to follow no path at all, you were inessence following a path.  Even if it was a path to avoid all theother paths.  But such were the claims of the people who'd gatheredon the steps of the Great Temple.  The news had gone out that theGreat Commission was coming to its final phase, that having reachedall of Erets, the next step was to reach out to the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Andso we begin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ithad been long believed that on the many little lights visible in thenight sky that God had created worlds where other races lived. People such as the citizens of this world, maybe even people who knewof the God of Heaven and Erets.  But such was a leap of Faith thatmany did not wish to take.  “Leave the heavens to God, we haveenough issues to deal with here.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Thecrowds milling on the Temple steps were a diverse group.  Physicians,lawyers, common laborers, skilled tradesmen … even students andhousewives were there.  Far up in the Temple tower, Pahr stood,looking down at the scene below.  This had been a long day for him. The Temple gates were locked tightly, fearing a rush of protesterswanting to force their way into the Temple Gardens shouting for anaudience with the Council.  Some on the Council still followed theProphets, though more and more were siding with those followingJesus.  The Jesuine councilors, Pahr included, presently held themajority of the seats on the Council.  As such it fell to them tochoose the path that the Council would follow during their tenure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Manyyears prior, the government of Erets had been established.  Followingthe traditions of the Prophets, the council had been established withcouncil members being considered Judges.  Much of this history wasrunning through Pahr's mind as he watched the crowds below.  Hisrevelry did not last long however as his personal comm crackled tolife with the voice of his wife Clariss, “Pahr, should the guardsdisburse this crowd or do you even see what is going on?”  InwardlyPahr sighed.  In so many ways, Clariss was the perfect mate for him,but on rare occasions like this she almost seemed to think less ofhis ability to even recognize what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Notto worry Clariss.  The guards have assured me that the gates are morethan up to the task of a crowd twice as big as this.  We are safehere.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Butwhat if they were to force the gate?  What if they brought explosivesor cutting tools?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Lookingdown through his window, Pahr acknowledged that that would indeed bea problem.  He however also knew that there was sensory equipmentinstalled in every possible hiding place  throughout the Templecomplex that would reveal the presence of any substance or tool thatcould potentially be used against either the Temple or itsinhabitants.  The system, nicknamed “Samson” had been installedover the years, with additions and revisions made as technologybrought new options to the fore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Nimbus Roman No9 L,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Notto worry dearest.  Samson is watching.  We shall be fine.”  A smallchuckle could be heard through the his ear piece as Clarissresponded, “I sure wish you'd put as much trust in me as you do inthat machine.”  Clariss' aversion to just about anythingmechanical, let alone computerized was a trait Pahr had alwaysconsidered endearing.  He had to admit however that occasionally itwas somewhat frustrating.  But he reasoned, he was sure he wasn'talways a barrel of fun to deal with either.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-8443384903098271749?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/8443384903098271749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=8443384903098271749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8443384903098271749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8443384903098271749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2012/01/working-title-rosetta-stone.html' title='Working title:  Rosetta Stone'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-891093272216183016</id><published>2011-12-17T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T01:24:59.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying for Propaganda</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #666666;"&gt;(Another commentary from Janet Parshall of the Moody Broadcasting Network.)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 14-21, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paying for Propaganda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; America is enamored with reality TV but one show is particular just might be anything but reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; TLC or The Learning Channel has quite the line-up of reality shows. &lt;i&gt;19 kids and counting&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Kate plus 8&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Sister Wives&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Long Island Medium&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;The Little Couple&lt;/i&gt; just to name a few – and there are more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But recently the network has added a new program entitled, &lt;i&gt;All American Muslim&lt;/i&gt; . The web site for the show says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;All-American Muslim&lt;/i&gt; takes a look at life in Dearborn, Michigan--home to the largest mosque in the United States--through the lens of five Muslim American families. Each episode offers an intimate look at the customs and celebrations, misconceptions and conflicts these families face outside and within their own community.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But some are calling the show, “propaganda.” According to the &lt;a href="http://floridafamily.org/"&gt;Florida Family Association&lt;/a&gt;, All American Muslim is “propaganda that riskily hides the Islamic agenda’s clear and present danger to American liberties and traditional values.” Apparently, they are not the only ones who have concerns about what may, in fact, be a program designed to put a new face on Islam in a post-9/11 world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Florida Family Association contacted Lowe’s - the national hardware store chain - and requested that their advertising be pulled from the program. Lowe’s agreed and a cultural firestorm ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lowe’s then posted a comment on their Facebook page, apologizing for the possibility of offending some by withdrawing their advertisements. The Facebook statement also stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Lowe’s has received a &lt;i&gt;significant amount&lt;/i&gt; of communication on this program, from &lt;i&gt;every perspective possible&lt;/i&gt;. Individuals and groups have strong political and societal views on this topic, and this program became a lighting rod for many of those views. As a result we did pull our advertising on this program. We believe it is best to respectfully defer to communities, individuals and groups to discuss and consider such issues of importance.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “We strongly support and respect the right of our customers, the community at large, and our employees to have different views. If we have made anyone question that commitment, we apologize.” (emphasis added)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One California State Senator called the action “bigoted, shameful and un-American” and is demanding an apology from the CEO of the company. But is the Florida Family Association articulating a very &lt;i&gt;real &lt;/i&gt;concern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All practitioners of Islam are not jihadists but all jihadists are followers of Islam. While the TLC show will follow the lives of 5 Muslim families in Michigan, I doubt the program will discuss the imprisonment of &lt;a href="http://www.callformercy.com/"&gt;Asia Bibi&lt;/a&gt; in Pakistan or &lt;a href="http://www.christianpost.com/news/iran-pastor-yousef-nadarkhani-likely-to-remain-in-jail-another-year-65003/"&gt;Pastor Yousef&lt;/a&gt; in Iran. It won’t talk about the lack of protection for religious minorities in Islamic dominated countries. Nor, will it vet the totalitarianism that is &lt;i&gt;Sharia Law&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Will TLC discuss the case of the &lt;a href="http://answersforthefaith.com/2010/06/21/dearborn-mi-four-christians-evangelists-arrested-at-arab-festival/"&gt;Christian street evangelists&lt;/a&gt; who were arrested and jailed in Dearborn, Michigan for attending an Arab festival and sharing the gospel? No, that just might be a little too much reality.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That’s my opinion. I’m Janet Parshall.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;© 2011 The Moody Bible Institute of ChicagoUsed as quoting with references.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.moodyradio.org/janetparshallcommentary/&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-891093272216183016?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/891093272216183016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=891093272216183016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/891093272216183016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/891093272216183016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/12/paying-for-propaganda.html' title='Paying for Propaganda'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-2597465405449895814</id><published>2011-11-12T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:21:33.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and Politics</title><content type='html'>A friend recently posted on their Facebook page that there was a poll stating that it seemed people (in this case meaning voters participating in the electoral process) were less likely to elect an atheist to political office.&amp;nbsp; He expressed it in a way that gave one the impression that this sort of thinking was very ignorant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moodyradio.org/janetparshallcommentary/"&gt;Janet Parshall&lt;/a&gt; discussed this issue in her commentary today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A brand new poll just released this week seems to indicate that Americans &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; care greatly about the issue of faith, especially when it comes to politics.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Research data that addresses the intersection of faith and politics is always so fascinating and very revealing about what we generally believe as a culture and as a people. The non-partisan &lt;a href="http://publicreligion.org/"&gt;Public Religion Research Institute&lt;/a&gt; reported this week on new polling information about the role of religion in the lives of politicians.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Two-thirds of Americans believe it is important for a presidential candidate to have strong religious beliefs. But the data doesn’t stop there – it turns out that voters want religious beliefs in the lives of their politicians – even if the beliefs of the candidate are different from their own.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The survey also shows that only one in five US Citizens would be less likely to vote for a candidate &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; the candidate’s religious beliefs were different from their own. Specifically, 29 percent said they would be “uncomfortable” with an evangelical in the White House, 53 percent said the same thing about a Mormon, 64 percent would object to a Muslim and a huge majority of 67 percent said “NO” to the idea of an atheist in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What issues are on the minds of voters? It comes as no surprise that 8 out of 10 of us believe that creating jobs is the number one issue facing America today. Six in 10 of those surveyed said reducing the government budget deficit is most critical.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When asked about the so-called “Occupy Wall Street” movement in the country right now, a shocking 6 out of 10 said that the country would be better off if the distribution of wealth was more equally distributed while 39 percent disagreed. On the heels of that statistic, it comes as no surprise that 7 out of 10 Americans think there should be a tax increase on those earning more than $1 million a year – compared to 27 percent who opposed the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From this survey, we appear to be a people in conflict – we want faith to be instrumental and lived out in the lives of our politicians but we aren’t quite sure about how those faith principles should play out in public policy. The tension between politics and religion is not new.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; George Washington was a reluctant President. He was far more comfortable surveying land in the Shenandoah Valley or leading his men at Valley Forge than he ever was as the first President of the United States. But he too recognized the role of faith not only in our government, but in our personal lives. He said,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;“While we are zealously performing the duties of good citizens and soldiers, we certainly ought not to be inattentive to the higher duties of religion. To the distinguished character of Patriot, it should be our highest glory to add the more distinguished character of Christian."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;How right he was.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;That’s my opinion. I’m Janet Parshall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-2597465405449895814?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/2597465405449895814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=2597465405449895814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2597465405449895814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2597465405449895814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/11/faith-and-politics.html' title='Faith and Politics'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-531817865192800820</id><published>2011-11-06T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T15:00:19.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Horrible Visit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;At 7:11am on April 28, 2010, a car door slammed as Tom Rivers walked to the kitchen for his morning cup of coffee.&amp;nbsp; He glanced out the window to see who was outside.&amp;nbsp; His heart stopped when he saw three Marines walking toward his house.&amp;nbsp; He called to his wife, Charon, to get dressed and ran to the door.&amp;nbsp; "Don't tell me you're here to tell me my son is dead," he said, his voice cracking with emotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;School and Training&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I've wanted to be a Marine since I was ten-years-old,&lt;/i&gt;" Thomas Rivers wrote in a high school essay.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;I believe joining the Marines would be a good experience for me because it would teach me to rely on God to make it through.&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp; Both grandfathers served in the military and after 9/11, Thomas wanted to represent his family in protecting America.&amp;nbsp; He wrote in his journal that he&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;knew God called him to be a warrior.&amp;nbsp; There was never any doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Due to a lack of motivation, Thomas struggled in high school until a recruiter told him he needed a diploma to enlist.&amp;nbsp; After that conversation, low grades and motivation were not a problem.&amp;nbsp; He graduated in 2007 and fulfilled his dream by joining Marines two weeks later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l7IA-wVRHyU/S97bXwChITI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nSJ8GXC4iaM/s400/rivers1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l7IA-wVRHyU/S97bXwChITI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nSJ8GXC4iaM/s200/rivers1.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rivers stuck to his strong values in the unforgiving humidity of South Carolina's Parris Island.&amp;nbsp; "He joined the Marines as a kid," his father said, "but graduated a strong warrior.&amp;nbsp; I almost didn't recognize him when I saw him at his graduation."&amp;nbsp; Thomas was ready to defend his country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deployed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;America took the war to the terrorists overseas and Thomas was deployed to Iraq in July 2008.&amp;nbsp; The raw desert heat of war-torn Iraq further sharpened him into a true leader.&amp;nbsp; He returned home to the relief of his&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;parents in March of 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l7IA-wVRHyU/S97bQJ3W4lI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xBFLHM0V5rA/s400/rivers5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l7IA-wVRHyU/S97bQJ3W4lI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xBFLHM0V5rA/s200/rivers5.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a year of further training, word came that the 1st Battalion, 2nd Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division of the II Marine Expeditionary Force was needed in Afghanistan.&amp;nbsp; Lance Corporal Rivers was a team leader.&amp;nbsp; The young Marine, now almost 22, with one combat tour under his belt, prepared for another deployment with the same focus, faith and strength that guided him through Iraq.&amp;nbsp; In the final hours before before he left, he held hands with his sister, mom and dad and prayed.&amp;nbsp; In the pit of her stomach, his mother feared it would be the last time she would ever pray with her son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hours of boredom laced with moments of terror sum up the life of a modern Marine and it was no different for Lance Cpl. Rivers.&amp;nbsp; However, his friendship with Lance Corporal Matthew Proctor made the down time bearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;The two struck up a friendship while training together in North Carolina at Camp Lejeune.&amp;nbsp; LCpl Matthew Proctor had stood in front of the whole Alpha Company and invited them to join his Bible study.&amp;nbsp; Out of the 150 men in their unit, Thomas was the only one who showed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They continued their two-man Bible study in Afghanistan, but soon Matthew grew discouraged.&amp;nbsp; The normally upbeat Proctor approached Thomas.&amp;nbsp; "I quit.&amp;nbsp; This Bible study is a joke.&amp;nbsp; Nobody's coming, so why should we keep it up?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thomas stared at him for a few moments, then said, "Suck it up, man.&amp;nbsp; You can't quit now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The two continued in their small study until one day, Thomas asked, "Hey Proctor, do you think I'm a Christian?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Matthew thought a minute and then said, "I know you prayed to ask Jesus to be your Savior, but the Bible also says you will know who are really Christians by their actions.&amp;nbsp; '&lt;i&gt;A good tree bears good fruit and a bad tree bears bad fruit&lt;/i&gt;.'&amp;nbsp; You, my friend are a good fruit bearer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ouija Board&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Although the Bible study wasn't a big hit with the other Marines, another spiritual influence was.&amp;nbsp; One of the Marines in their division was heavily involved in Satanism.&amp;nbsp; He even had the name of his personal demon tattooed on his bicep.&amp;nbsp; Several Marines were fascinated with his Ouija board.&amp;nbsp; Every night, ten to fifteen of them spent several hours hunched over the board asking questions.&amp;nbsp; It seemed to know all the answers and the men sensed its supernatural power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Proctor grabbed Thomas one night and said, "Hey, these guys personalities are changing for the worse.&amp;nbsp; I think we ought to have our Bible study and pray while they are conjuring demons."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the same time the Marines questioned the spirits, Rivers and Proctor opened their Bibles and began to pray in the next room.&amp;nbsp; "Lord, you said where two or more are gathered in Your name, you are with them," Proctor prayed before they began to read Scripture together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Within fifteen minutes, a cry of frustration arose from the crowd in the other room.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;Hey, its not working.&amp;nbsp; What happened?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas grinned at Matthew.&amp;nbsp; "Looks like the Lord showed up and the demon fled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights later, the Marines got out the board.&amp;nbsp; Proctor and Rivers exchanged glances as they went for their Bibles.&amp;nbsp; This time the Ouija board did not respond at all and most of the Marines lost interest and quit using it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mortars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Taliban set up a mortar position atop a nearby mountain where they could rain down destruction.&amp;nbsp; Leadership fell to Rivers to set up a security position to stop the enemy.&amp;nbsp; Proctor, next in command, would follow with a second group of Marines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The night before their mission, the two men shared their "life" verses.&amp;nbsp; Thomas pulled his shirt up to reveal a tattoo -- Psalm 91:1.&amp;nbsp; "This is it for me," he said.&amp;nbsp; "I love Psalm 91 and my mom prays it for me every day. &lt;b&gt;'He who lives in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.'&lt;/b&gt;" (Psalm 91:1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mission&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As the sun began to peek over the horizon coloring the sky a vivid red, the Marines prepared to march.&amp;nbsp; It was a half-hour hike to the shell of a building where they planned to set up.&amp;nbsp; Proctor, weighed down with the gear he needed for the mission, had a sudden impression he should bring his Bible.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;That's crazy, &lt;/i&gt;he told himself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Its just extra weight and there's no chance I'd ever have a moment to read it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;But he grabbed it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As patrol leader, Rivers arrived first and ordered his men to take their positions.&amp;nbsp; However, the Marine assigned to stand watch was exhausted.&amp;nbsp; A patrol leader is never required to stand a post, but Thomas and Proctor had been reading in the Bible about love.&amp;nbsp; "Love isn't an emotion," Proctor said.&amp;nbsp; "It is laying down your life for your friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;'Greater love has no one than this, that he should lay down his life for his friends.'&lt;/b&gt;" (John 15:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You rest," Thomas told him.&amp;nbsp; "I'll stand post for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:33 am, Thomas Rivers walked to the designated area to stand security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a short distance away, Proctor saw a cloud of dust billow up about 10 feet high.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;What is that?&lt;/i&gt;, he wondered.&amp;nbsp; While replacing the exhausted Marine, Rivers had activated an improvised explosive device (IED).&amp;nbsp; A moment later the concussion boomed.&amp;nbsp; Proctor ran forward fearing the enemy was shelling them from the mountaintop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he secured the perimeter, Proctor entered the compound and saw two men down.&amp;nbsp; He gasped as if punched in the gut when he saw one of them was Rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, his training took over.&amp;nbsp; He took command and ordered the injured to be cared for as he called communications and set up security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his duty discharged, he rushed to Thomas and cradled his head in his lap.&amp;nbsp; He bent down to watch his facial expressions and knew his best friend was in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Thomas," he said.&amp;nbsp; "Do you want to me to read your life verse?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Rivers' eyes gained focus.&amp;nbsp; He looked straight at Proctor and said, "Yeah, yeah!"&amp;nbsp; He said with clarity.&amp;nbsp; "Do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proctor dug out his Bible and read, &lt;b&gt;"He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;(Psalm 91:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now here's my life verse," Proctor said, and with his voice cracking with emotion he read, &lt;b&gt;"For me, to live is Christ, but to die is gain"&lt;/b&gt; (Philippians 1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last passage he read pertained to the question Thomas had asked him several weeks before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A good tree produces good fruit, and a bad tree produces bad fruit.&amp;nbsp; Yes, just as you can identify a tree by its fruit, so you can identify people by their actions." &lt;/b&gt;(Matthew 7:17, 20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Thomas slipped into unconsciousness, the Marines worked to keep him breathing.&amp;nbsp; Proctor laid his hands on him and several others placed theirs on his back and he prayed.&amp;nbsp; In the midst of the noise and chaos, a sudden hush fell as Proctor said, "Lord, we lift Thomas up to you.&amp;nbsp; We want you to heal him, but may Your will be done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance Corporal Thomas Rivers entered heaven at 7:11 am, April 28, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Mission&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back at base that night, Proctor was angry.&amp;nbsp; "Why God?&amp;nbsp; Why did you take my one friend?&amp;nbsp; The only man here besides me who loves you?"&amp;nbsp; He poured over his Bible and the next day he announced, "Hey guys, I'm going to do a Bible study if anyone wants to come."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Nine Marines showed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;'Greater love has no one than this, that he should lay down his life for his friends.'&lt;/b&gt;" (John 15:13)&amp;nbsp; "Just like Thomas died in your place," Proctor said, nodding to the Marine who was supposed to stand watch, "Jesus died for us.&amp;nbsp; Thomas wasn't perfect though.&amp;nbsp; He couldn't take on all of the bad things you've done because he had his own problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"But Jesus never did anything wrong.&amp;nbsp; That's why He can die in our place and take onto Himself all the lies, fears and crud that separates us from God.&amp;nbsp; If you ask Jesus Christ to be your Savior and Lord, He forgives your sins and gives you eternal life.&amp;nbsp; He enables us to have a personal relationship with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Being a Christian isn't a religion, its knowing God and walking in His truths.&amp;nbsp; If you want to know Him and also know when you die you'll spend eternity with Him in heaven, you can pray a simple prayer.&amp;nbsp; God knows you and isn't concerned as much with your words as He is with the attitude of your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Pray with me, &lt;b&gt;'Lord Jesus thank you for dying on the cross to pay the penalty for my sins.&amp;nbsp; You promised to come into my life, forgive my sins and give me eternal life.&amp;nbsp; I know you don't lie, so I thank you for coming into my life as you promised.&amp;nbsp; From this day forward I'm going to believe Your Word that you live in me.&amp;nbsp; Amen."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of the study, three Marines told Proctor they prayed with him.&amp;nbsp; One of them was the Satanist leader.&amp;nbsp; For the rest of their time in Afghanistan, the two became close friends as Proctor taught him to walk with God and study His Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I've done a lot of terrible things," he told Proctor.&amp;nbsp; "How can God forgive me for it all?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"The Bible says that we aren't saved by the good things we do.&amp;nbsp; Jesus paid for it all, past, present and future.&amp;nbsp; Now we obey Him, not out of fear or duty, but because we love Him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LCpl Thomas E. Rivers, Jr. gave his heart to Jesus and his life for his country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just like the three Marines, you do not have to be perfect to have a relationship with Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; We hope that you will pray the same prayer the three Marines prayed and invite Jesus into your life to forgive all of your sins and give you eternal life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you prayed the prayer, please contact us so we can send you some valuable material to help you grow in your relationship with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. Thomas E. Rivers, Sr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;email:&amp;nbsp; moosetracts@mail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For further information on LCpl Thomas E. Rivers, Jr.&amp;nbsp; go to the following links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.unknownsoldiersblog.com/2010/05/iron-man.html&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YJCH4rrwFIU&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7xPFJYJJag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.dvidshub.net/news/49580/marines-remember-and-honor-fallen-brother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.dvidshub.net/video/85310/lance-cpl-matthew-proctor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; http://www.dvidshub.net/video/85307/rivers-memorial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGrWPaMhQdE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OU9IakBkOwQ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-531817865192800820?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/531817865192800820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=531817865192800820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/531817865192800820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/531817865192800820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-shadow.html' title='In The Shadow'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l7IA-wVRHyU/S97bXwChITI/AAAAAAAAAwU/nSJ8GXC4iaM/s72-c/rivers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-8648421417493463207</id><published>2011-10-22T23:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T23:53:27.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Propaganda in the Public Schools</title><content type='html'>The following commentary is by a well known Christian broadcaster and former board member of the Religious Broadcasters Association, Janet Parshall.&amp;nbsp; More information is available about Mrs. Parshall at http://www.janetparshallcommentary.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;October 19-26, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Propaganda in the Public School&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Gay, Lesbian, Straight Education Network of New York is sponsoring a day of propaganda and sadly, most parents don’t even know it is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The event is slated for November 8th and it’s tied into legislation signed into state law in New York last year. The law required all schools – K-12 - to implement what they identify as an all inclusive code of conduct and civility curricula. The law also required that all staff members undergo diversity and human relations training.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There will be a variety of workshops offered to staff, among them are ones entitled “Bisexuality Explored” and another called “The Damage of Reparative Therapy.” Another workshop will examine how Biblical Scripture – in their words – promotes bigotry and discrimination. Tax payer funded workshops promoting hatred toward Christianity – and most people don’t even know this is happening!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But the story doesn’t end there. On October 1st, GLSEN lead a discussion during a Union theological Seminary Conference that was designed to address issues in Catholic high schools. The conference was entitled “Pro-Queer life: Youth suicide Crisis, Catholic Education and the souls of LGBTQ People.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Invitations went out to multiple parochial high schools in New York. Recipients included teachers, students at the Union Theological seminary, theologians, writers and activists. The goal of the conference was to look at challenges facing LGBT students in Catholic schools and to look for solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An education manager at GLSEN, who travels all across the country to promote conferences like one at Union Theological, wanted the attendees to discuss the issues of harassment of gay students. The presenter alleged that the majority of religious schools where gay students were harassed were Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But things got particularly interesting when attendees were encouraged to write messages to the absent high school students on a white cloth draped over a dining room table.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Listen to some of the messages that were left: “Gay is a gift of God!” or “Jesus is moving in and for you in exactly the places of yourself that others reject or shame.” Another one said, “Look at history to understand sometimes people. e.g. homophobes have got it all wrong.” Or this one, “when considering the voice of the ‘church’ do not forget to listen to the most important one: the voice of the Christ within.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is where the Catholic Church and the Church universal is going to have to decide how it will handle this most contentious of issues. Either we love our young people enough to tell them the loving Truth articulated in the Word of God or we do what is politically correct and ‘pretend’ that somewhere along the line God changed His mind about sin.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God’s word is ultimately very protective. Sex outside of marriage (marriage defined by Scripture as one man and one woman) is declared by God Himself as sin – and that is something the Church should neither facilitate nor celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That’s my opinion. I’m Janet Parshall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; © 2011 The Moody Bible Institute of Chicago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-8648421417493463207?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/8648421417493463207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=8648421417493463207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8648421417493463207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8648421417493463207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/10/following-commentary-is-by-well-known.html' title='Propaganda in the Public Schools'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-5420595585076603892</id><published>2011-07-06T16:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:54:54.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my personal testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(note: pictures used in this post are not mine.  I have tried to locate open resource images.  Ownership of these images can be located by right clicking on the image and clicking "properties" to find their information.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one could get a little bit interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the Episcopal Church, which is another name for the Church of England (Anglican Church) in the United States. I guess when you look at it...the Anglican Church was the State Church of early Great Britain, and so it was this church that the earliest settlers of the American colonies was fleeing. I know, an odd way of looking at it, but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in the Episcopal Church. At one point as a young teen, I had considered the Episcopal priesthood, as one of my favorite uncles, Uncle Al, is a priest (he has since retired, but once a priest, &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; a priest). I felt very comfortable in the Episcopal church, much like the Roman Catholic and Lutheran churchs, the worship service focused around litergy as a means of worship...singing hymns and anthems, reading passages of scripture and receiving the sacrement of communion...and of course &lt;s&gt;sleeping through&lt;/s&gt; hearing a sermon by one of the priests of the church. It was comfortable, just about everyone I knew was in our church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had attended services in other churches. During my freshman year in college, I began meeting new friends. Friends who &lt;i&gt;WEREN'T&lt;/i&gt; Episcopalians! This was all fine and good of course. I would go home on weekends (Ball State was among other nicknames called the "Suitcase College", because a good number of its students were from communities close enough that they'd go home on weekends...) and be back in my little safe zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had a response for those that asked me if I'd been "Saved"...I'd tell them, "Why yes I was, it was about 2,000 years ago..." From my experience, the Episcopal church's teaching doesn't so much focus on the personal relationship with the Lord, but rather to service to others by the body of the church--just my observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I met friends of different faiths in college, I would go to some of their church services, and as often as not, they'd tag along with me to visit with my family on weekends and would come to church with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny brief story on that line...One of my college friends, Mark, was raised in the Friends Church--what is also called the Quakers (yeah, like the guy on the oatmeal boxes), and after having spent a weekend visiting with his family, a few weeks after, he came and visited with mine. That Sunday, Mark came with me to church at the Cathedral. After services, there was a coffee hour, a chance to fellowship with church friends before returning to that outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were mingling with my friends, I was introducing Mark around, and just about every girl I would say hi to, would give me a big hug (and a couple of them a little peck ) and when I'd introduce them to Mark...well they'd give HIM a little squeeze as well! After we were back in the car and headed back to campus, I asked Mark what he thought about it. He asked me some questions about the service--which is VERY different from a Friend's meeting I had learned-- and then he asked me what I think had really been his biggest concern, he asked me, "Are the girls always that &lt;i&gt;friendly&lt;/i&gt;??" I couldn't help but chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I came through my Junior year at Ball State, I was a little more receptive of others speaking about their faith, and I acknowledged that maybe, &lt;i&gt;just maybe&lt;/i&gt; the Episcopal church didn't have absolutely all the answers I was looking for. As God's timing would have it, it was also around that same time that I started dating a very wonderful woman. Very accepting, very loving, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "Born Again" Those around here know her, she's my wife Beth. As boyfriends sometimes do, at her mother's invitation, I would visit with Beth's family on some weekends and go to church with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I was used to church being...&lt;br /&gt;Choirboys in robes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110611144544/uncyclopedia/images/2/22/Choir-boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pipe organs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freefoto.com/images/05/24/05_24_57---Church-Pipe-Organ_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and priests in vestments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www1.georgetown.edu/centers/liturgy/envisionchurch/mainimages/architecture/MOC.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Beth's family's church (First Assembly of God, Logansport IN) and found things like guitars, pianos and banjos and a set of drums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media1.razorplanet.com/share/510502-6662/siteImages/praise%20and%20worship%20team.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people raising their hands praising God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spiritrax.com/images/contemporary.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other thing I found there...I could never find a good picture so I won't even try, but before I'd said a word to anyone, as I entered the sanctuary of that church, it was like stepping from a freezing cold blizzard into a house warmed by a roaring fire. The blizzard was forgotten and the warmth came straight to my bones. It was very different...but very much what I had needed but didn't realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in November of 1986, we were attending a dramatic performance at church. It was a play about what life would be like AFTER the Rapture...but this was NOT the 'Left Behind' books, but a similar concept. Church members played the parts of persecuted Christians as well as some really NASTY people who were hunting the Christians and the story told of the events of that time ... the gist of the play was how dire and necessary it was to make a decision to follow Jesus as your Lord and Savior NOW, while you still had the chance to MAKE a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the performance, the Pastor came to the front of the sanctuary and gave an explanation of what many of us know as the "Roman Road". How it is not by our own works that we get into Heaven, but it is by faith in Jesus, so that no man should boast...that it didn't happen 2000 years ago, that it is happening right NOW if you would choose to let God have control in your life. I was almost so much so aghast that it had been right there in front of me, that I sat there for a moment not knowing what to do. But God knew how to show me, the Pastor said, &lt;i&gt;"Now with every head bowed, and every eye closed, I want you to consider what you've seen tonight. If the Rapture would occur now ... do you know where you would be? If you don't know I'd like for you to raise your hand, just for a moment, then I'll have you put your hand down..."&lt;/i&gt; I raised my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pastor then explained that there were members of the church that would like an opportunity to pray with you (meaning ME), &lt;i&gt;"And so again, with every eye closed, and heads bowed, if you would like to make a commitment to follow the Lord, to give your heart to Him, I will ask you to stand. Don't leave your seat, just stand up, and one of our church members will come and stand with you to pray with you."&lt;/i&gt; I stood. It may sound cliche' now, but my knees shook a little. I felt a hand upon my shoulder, and found that Kerry, the man who'd played the leader of the persecutors in the drama (and still in his frightful costume I might add!), was smiling at me. That evening, we prayed together...with Beth at my side and crying her eyes out, as I gave my heart to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life since then hasn't been perfect.  As a dear friend once told me, "Watermelon still has seeds..." but by God's grace I am living my life to the best of my ability and in the love of my Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-5420595585076603892?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/5420595585076603892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=5420595585076603892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5420595585076603892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5420595585076603892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-of-my-personal-testimony.html' title='Some of my personal testimony'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-2719002251790333193</id><published>2011-06-19T22:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:39:42.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ockham's Razor</title><content type='html'>I have come to the conclusion that much of what I believe can be best described using the principle called Ockham's Razor which states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;… entities should not be multiplied needlessly. …  that the simplest of two or more competing theories is preferable and that an explanation for unknown phenomena should first be attempted in terms of what is already known. Also called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_of_parsimony"&gt;law of parsimony&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In simpler terms; the simplest explanation is (most often) the correct one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:  Evolutionary theory states that life on Earth formed originally when amino acids combined to form proteins, which in turn formed single cell organisms, which (I'm a little unclear on &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; here) joined to become larger and successively larger animals until finally life evolved into that which we know today.  Compare this to the Bible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genesis 1:20-22:&lt;/b&gt;  And God said, “Let the waters swarm with swarms of living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.  And God created the great sea monsters, and every creature that moveth, wherewith the waters swarmed, after their kind, and every bird after its kind.”  And God saw that it was good.  And God blessed them, saying, “Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the waters in the seas, and let the birds multiply on the earth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genesis 1:24, 25:&lt;/b&gt;  And God said, “Let the earth bring forth living creatures after their kind, cattle and creeping things, and beasts of the earth after their kind …” And God saw that it was good.&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;(verses quoted from the American Standard Version, the ASV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me answer a question with a question:  Which would be easier to consider?  That I took flour, egg, sugar, milk and a pinch of salt and made a cake by mixing the ingredients together in the right amounts and baking them in the oven; or that I dumped all the ingredients into a pan (no idea of how much of what) and stuck it into the oven … and expected it to evolve into a cake?  If you picked the second option, the next time my wife and I come for dinner I'm bringing dessert because I don't think yours will turn out all that well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-2719002251790333193?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/2719002251790333193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=2719002251790333193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2719002251790333193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2719002251790333193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/06/ockhams-razor.html' title='Ockham&apos;s Razor'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-7160337633411144252</id><published>2011-05-29T23:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T00:34:34.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>This morning, our pastor was looking at the story of Lazarus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+11&amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;i&gt;John Chapter 11&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tells the story.  Lazarus was the brother of Mary and Martha.  We've read of them before; Mary was the woman who anointed Jesus with perfume and wiped his feet with her hair.  Her sister Martha I think was fairly well named.  I could just imagine if they were living today, Martha's last name would probably be &lt;i&gt;Stewart&lt;/i&gt; ... Always busy, making sure everything was set perfectly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mary and Martha's brother Lazarus wasn't doing so well.  In fact, he was dying.  So Martha whips out her iParchment and texts Jesus a message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE 1 U LOVE IS SICK&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus didn't seem too concerned.  He stayed where he was another couple of days saying &lt;i&gt;He's not going to die.  This is all so God's glory can be seen.&lt;/i&gt;  Well pretty much as he's saying this, Martha sends another text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE 1 U LOVE IS DEAD&lt;br /&gt;CAN U DO FUNERAL?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Jesus and his disciples had returned to Judea, Lazarus had already been in the tomb four days.  Both Mary and Martha came to Jesus and said, "If you'd just been here, our brother wouldn't have died."  Its about here that, if you ever have to memorize Bible verses, is the easiest verse to memorize:  John 11:35:  "Jesus wept." (its the same no matter which translation you're using!)  The verse is also poignant in that its shortness speaks of the lack of need for additional description.  Jesus wept.  He wept because someone He loved was gone.  He wept because Mary and Martha (and the other family members not named around them) were crying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no doubt that Lazarus had actually died.  He wasn't just asleep.  In fact, he'd been gone so long that the odor of decomposition was strong.  Or as Pastor Walt would say "for surely, he &lt;b&gt;stinketh&lt;/b&gt;!"  In fact, as Lazarus' body was bound for burial, it wasn't just that Jesus had to bring him back to life, he loosened the grave clothes so Lazarus could move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus had men move the stone away from the grave, and after praying he shouted, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lazarus, COME FORTH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  And Lazarus came out.  I'm sure he might not exactly have smelled like Madagascar cinnamon, but he was alive after having been dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have days like Mary and Martha.  We find ourselves in a situation, one that we clearly cannot get ourselves out of, and we wonder how on earth we could have gotten in this far over our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, God will give you a way to get through a situation without even knowing that its happening.  Sometimes something will happen and you will finally realize that there's only one way OUT of those situations.  Yes, Jesus &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; have simply spoken the word, and Lazarus would have gotten better (he did it for the centurion's servant after all...), but sometimes the things we can understand the least, the things we're absolutely powerless against, are the things God puts into our lives for us to have the chance to see His glory in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EweWSpNuWZA"&gt;Carmen - "Lazarus"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-7160337633411144252?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/7160337633411144252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=7160337633411144252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7160337633411144252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7160337633411144252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2011/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-6981809573855362473</id><published>2010-05-25T12:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T13:12:27.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the very few things I've ever done that I was ashamed of myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Reposting this from &lt;a href="http://forums.crosswalk.com/m_263329/mpage_1/key_/tm.htm#263329"&gt;Hatfield's little corner of the WWW&lt;/a&gt;, a blog I used to maintain on Crosswalk.com, a part of the Faith Community Network and Salem Web Networks.  I have considered sharing this HERE on my Blogspot blog for a while, and have felt lead to do so today.  The blog was originally written August 5, 2005, so tag 5 years onto any date references...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a tiny bit of background information: One of the biggest things I like to do online is play online interactive games more commonly refered to as "MUDs" (Multiple User Devices), these games are text based (no gee-wizzy graphics like video games) and share many elements of Role Playing Games. You solve mysteries, fight bad guys and you also chat with people from all over the globe, much like we do here on FCN/Crosswalk. [and on Facebook and Blogspot...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we'd moved here to our present home, but before we had our own personal computers, we would go online from our local public library. One afternoon I was surfing around and came across a page listing free games for people to play online. Having played as much Solitaire and read as much email as were available to me, I checked out the webpage of a game (won't give the full name, for I wish them no ill will) with the initials TF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their introduction stated that they were an online adventuring game, and invited the reader in to explore and see how well they could survive and thrive! I logged on (this was THE first place I used the name "Hatfield" which I still use to this day), and after finding my footing I was pretty much hooked. There were things to explore, and lots of people to talk to. I learned that the hosting computer for this game was actually over in England, and as a result, the majority of the game's players were also english. But they didn't seem to mind a couple of Yanks coming around once in a while. And so I invited my wife to join me there(for her, that was also the first time she used the screen name of Scarlett)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the two of us, we explored, we solved puzzles and we just generally had a ball. After we'd been there for a while (most of a year as I recall it) we had many people on the game that we considered friends. One of MY friends was a 26 year old woman who lived in the UK. She was having relationship issues with her then-fiance and would seek my counsel on what she was supposed to do. I would suggest things like counseling and maybe spending some time OFF the computers with him and so forth, but after a time nothing seemed to work out with them, and since they weren't married, they ended their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to pause to think for a moment, this is the first time I've spoken of this in a forum that wasn't specifically just between myself and someone specifically being addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would talk about her issues, and sometimes about my life. I didn't see myself as having any issues, but she encouraged me to speak when I had something on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman and I became closer and closer 'friends', to the point that I felt I needed to hide my feelings about HER from my wife Beth. This woman and I would correspond via email, or we'd visit while on this game (one advantage of her being 6 hours ahead of me, on days I was off work, she would be home AFTER work during her evening hours.) Our relationship developed to the point that while there were miles separating us, we were for all intents having an affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not proud of it now, and if there were any way I could make that bit of time just go away, I would do it. It almost cost my wife and I our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here on THIS side of the CRT, I had pretty much shut down emotionally. We would go to church, not because I wanted to worship the King of kings. I still felt that so long as I was married, that I needed to take care of my wife. She wanted to go to church, we went. At the end of every service, our pastor would give an altar call, every service, I would remain seated but Beth would go forward to pray for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a time, the woman in England ended our 'relationship' because she'd met someone locally, and to be frankly honest about it, her new boyfriend was THERE, and I was HERE...with very little chance of getting over THERE any time soon. I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later I started the same cycle all over again, THIS time with a woman in California. Same stuff, different place...But Beth KEPT praying for me. Almost another full year later, as I was being the dutiful husband yet again, we were in Church, Beth was at the altar praying for me--her worthless no-good cheating husband, and I was just sitting in my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice spoke in my ear. I looked around, but there was no one standing close enough to have spoken this clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;You have not loved Me as you've loved your self,&lt;br /&gt;    and you have not honored your marriage as I have commanded you to do.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I still had issues, but it was as if the scales fell from my eyes and I understood not only what I had been doing wrong, but I understood how it was crushing my wife's heart. I broke down in tears like I have never cried before. Snot all down the face, scarlet red cheeks--only holding back the hollering by a force of will crying. I walked up beside Beth at the rail, and knelt beside her, and begged her to forgive me for the garbage I'd put her through. She held me in her arms while I cried, adding her tears to my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agreed that we needed to seek counseling with a Christian counselor. And we attended sessions with a wonderful man for the better part of 6 months. At the time however, our finances were a bit tight and we almost wound up losing our house! So we had to stop counseling, but I think we got the basic message that we needed...that's been almost 5 years ago I think. And I thank God for my Beth every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you dear reader,&lt;br /&gt;If you and your spouse are having troubles, even if you're NOT having the same sort of experience we had, seek counseling; preferably with a Christian Counselor (your pastor/minister/priest should be able to refer you to someone in your area) Marriage is like a garden. When the weeds come--and trust me they will-- you don't till the whole garden under, you pull the weeds. Work with your spouse. Pray for them daily and even when you might not feel like it, tell them how much they mean to you and how much you love them. The time will come when you WILL mean it, and you WILL feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;-R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-6981809573855362473?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/6981809573855362473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=6981809573855362473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6981809573855362473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6981809573855362473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-of-very-few-things-ive-ever-done.html' title='One of the very few things I&apos;ve ever done that I was ashamed of myself'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-2749560229358656683</id><published>2010-03-30T19:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:59:56.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I believe</title><content type='html'>In “Why I believe”, I explained my reasons for why I accept the authority of the teachings of the Old and New Testaments (the combined work that Christians refer to as “The Bible”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to look at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me take a look at the leaders of some of the other faiths that are out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muhammad"&gt;The Prophet Muhammad, founder of Islam&lt;/a&gt;: Born in the Arabic city of Mecca in 570 AD.  At the age of 40, he received a revelation.  Teaching this revelation, his followers believed that it was through the works of service performed for God that one might achieve salvation (and with it, entry into paradise upon your death).  Muhammad's teachings are the basis of the Qur'an, Islam's scriptures.   On June 8, 632 AD, Muhammad died in the city of Medina, and is buried there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddhism"&gt;Siddhartha Gautama, also known as the Buddha (in Sanskrit, “The Awakened One”)&lt;/a&gt;:  Gautama was born, according to the most commonly accepted references, in 563 BC in the town of Lumbini.  He was raised in Kapilavastu, both of which are in present day Nepal.  Depending upon who's information you read, Gautama's family was either nobility or was aristocratic.  Either way, his father did not wish for his son to see the reality of how harsh the world was, and so forbade his son to ever leave their estate.  Unbeknownst to his father, Gautama had secretly been taking trips out into the towns and countryside.  It was during those journeys that he learned exactly what his father had tried to hide from him.  That there is suffering and pain in the world.  Leaving his father's home, Gautama set out on a pilgrimage to find a means to end suffering in life.  Following the teachings of several sects of his day however, Gautama never found the answer that he sought.  Finally, he found his enlightenment in what is now known as the Eight Fold Path.  Through eight disciplines, each achieved in succession, one was supposed to find a means to become “one” with all of life, and in so doing find an end to suffering.  After years traveling throughout the northern Indian continent, Gautama died at the age of 80 (483 BC) in Kushinagar, India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faith of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hinduism"&gt;Hinduism&lt;/a&gt; does not really have a religious founder &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;per se'&lt;/span&gt;, but is a belief system with many forms.  One of the tenets of Hinduism is the concept known as Karma.  In a nutshell, Karma teaches that the amount of good works (or bad works) you do in this life determines what your life will be like in the next life.  That when your body dies, your essence is reborn to live another life.  If you've lived a good life, your next life will be a better one.  IE:  If you are a poor man, but live a good life, you might be reincarnated as a rich man, or at least a not-so-poor one.  If you are a poor man, and live a bad life, you could well be reincarnated as an animal... or a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these faiths rely on the works that you do in order to achieve salvation/paradise/Nirvana.  What else did these leaders all have in common?  They died.  You can go to their tomb and see that their remains are still there.  But there is one tomb that you can go to that is empty!  In Matthew's Gospel we read that on the third day after Jesus was crucified, the two Marys went to the tomb.  When they arrived, the stone had been rolled away from the tomb.  Lets look at what it says in Matthew 28:5-10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(5)The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. (6) He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. (7) Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."&lt;br /&gt;(8) So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. (9) Suddenly Jesus met them. "Greetings," he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him. (10) Then Jesus said to them, "Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me."&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen the motion picture &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0335345/"&gt;The Passion of the Christ&lt;/a&gt; directed by actor Mel Gibson, you will likely have be repulsed by the brutality with which Jesus was beaten prior to his execution.  You will see the excruciating pain which he endured, all the way to having a spear thrust up into his side to assure his death.  There is no doubt about the fact that Jesus did die from the injuries inflicted upon him by the Roman soldiers.  And yet … Jesus' tomb is empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All four of the Gospel accounts tell us that Jesus proclaimed time and again that it is through faith in Him that we might be saved.  Not from how many prayers we pray, not from the amount of good works we might do in our lives, but simply by taking responsibility for our own lives, admitting that we are sinners and want to accept that Jesus is the only way to be forgiven of that sin.  Once you have made this confession, unfortunately, this will not mean that your life will suddenly turn out perfect.  As a minister in my youth once put it, “Watermelon still has seeds ...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, this is not a subject that can be covered with any sort of competence in one blog post.  I am no theologian, but I will be sharing my thoughts and what I have learned in the coming weeks and months.  I hope we can all learn something from these posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Service,&lt;br /&gt;Ron Stone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-2749560229358656683?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/2749560229358656683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=2749560229358656683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2749560229358656683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2749560229358656683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-i-believe.html' title='What I believe'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-5608294384529704120</id><published>2010-03-27T09:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:44:18.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Reading More And Dusting Less (shared from a friend)</title><content type='html'>I'd actually read this originally when a friend had emailed it to me a couple of years ago, but a friend recently reposted this in their blog.  I enjoyed it so much originally that I thought to share it as well.  Originally, it came from &lt;a href="http://mikeysfunnies.com/"&gt;Mikey's Funnies&lt;/a&gt;, a Christian email group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm Reading More And Dusting Less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sister's bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. "This," he said, "is not a slip. This is lingerie." He discarded the tissue and handed me the slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exquisite; silk, handmade and trimmed with a cobweb of lace. The price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached. "Jan bought this the first time we went to New York, at least 8 or 9 years ago. She never wore it. She was saving it for a special occasion. Well, I guess this is the occasion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the slip from me and put it on the bed with the other clothes we were taking to the mortician. His hands lingered on the soft material for a moment, then he slammed the drawer shut and turned to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't ever save anything for a special occasion. Every day you're alive is a special occasion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered those words through the funeral and the days that followed when I helped him and my niece attend to all the sad chores that follow an unexpected death. I thought about them on the plane returning to California from the Midwestern town where my sister's family lives. I thought about all the things that she hadn't seen or heard or done. I thought about the things that she had done without realizing that they were special. I'm still thinking about his words, and they've changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading more and dusting less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting on the deck and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time in committee meetings. Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experience to savor, not endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them. I'm not "saving" anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event--such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, the first camellia blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear my good blazer to the market if I feel like it. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries without wincing. I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties; clerks in hardware stores and tellers in banks have noses that function as well as my party-going friends. "Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now. I'm not sure what my sister would have done had she known that she wouldn't be here for the tomorrow we all take for granted. I think she would have called family members and a few close friends. She might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think she would have gone out for a Chinese dinner, her favorite food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know. It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew that my hours were limited. Angry because I put off seeing good friends whom I was going to get in touch with--someday. Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write--one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and daughter often enough how much I truly love them. I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is...a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy today's gift~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-5608294384529704120?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/5608294384529704120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=5608294384529704120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5608294384529704120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5608294384529704120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-reading-more-and-dusting-less-shared.html' title='I&apos;m Reading More And Dusting Less (shared from a friend)'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-278084730961751342</id><published>2009-12-04T07:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:05:06.334-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs faith apologetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Why I Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;During the process of working on my NaNoWriMo project for this year, I&lt;br /&gt;had asked my Senior Pastor a question that one of my characters poses to a&lt;br /&gt;minister in my story. Long and short of the question was:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Why do we&lt;br /&gt;believe?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The following is excerpted from his answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As you know, we live in a world that would lead us to believe that all&lt;br /&gt;religions lead to the same place. Many would insist that it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;what you believe because ultimately, we all die and go to heaven (90% of&lt;br /&gt;Americans believe this). However, my observation is that many of our&lt;br /&gt;mainstream institutions of higher education speak out of both sides of&lt;br /&gt;their mouths. At the same time they teach that all roads lead to God --&lt;br /&gt;they often offer a disclaimer in regard to Christianity. They warn about&lt;br /&gt;the close-minded teachings of the Bible... after all, it has so many errors&lt;br /&gt;and contradictions and focuses too much on the supernatural... in short,&lt;br /&gt;the Bible is not something intellectual people can place [their] faith in.&lt;br /&gt;I would disagree wholeheartedly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Peculiar:&lt;/b&gt; Over 1/3 of the world has based their eternity on the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;Are we all so shallow? Or is there a vacuum in my life that all the&lt;br /&gt;relationships, money, prestige, etc cannot fill but the love of Jesus can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    How is it that the Bible can be so easily discredited by so-called&lt;br /&gt;intellectuals... and yet millions are reading it and following the&lt;br /&gt;teachings of Jesus Christ? Could it be that Rick Warren's quote is true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;”Some people are so open-minded that their brains fall out.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In a court of law, we are not required to prove that something actually&lt;br /&gt;took place. It is impossible to &lt;b&gt;prove&lt;/b&gt; that anything in history has taken&lt;br /&gt;place. Instead, we must look at the past through the eyes of reliable&lt;br /&gt;witnesses and evidence on-hand. These witnesses must simply prove beyond a&lt;br /&gt;reasonable doubt that the evidence is legitimate. With this in mind, let us&lt;br /&gt;take a look at the first 4 books in the New Testament -- Matthew, Mark,&lt;br /&gt;Luke and John, and let us consider if these eye-witnesses to the life of&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ are indeed reliable testimonies (records) of someone/something&lt;br /&gt;that actually happened in history just over 2,000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I would argue that the Gospels are a reliable record of actual events&lt;br /&gt;and actual conversation. If this is true, then what the Bible says about&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is true. If what the Bible says about Jesus is true, then in fact, He&lt;br /&gt;must be the Son of God based upon the claims He made, the miracles He&lt;br /&gt;performed, and the fact that he was crucified on a cross and later He&lt;br /&gt;raised from the dead. If all of this is true, then what Jesus said about&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the Bible and God must be true as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Although this may be considered simple from our intellectual friends,&lt;br /&gt;we have a choice to make. We can put our trust in a man with a PhD or we&lt;br /&gt;can put our trust in the man who healed the sick, raised the dead, and&lt;br /&gt;predicted his own death and resurrection. (For me personally, I think I'll&lt;br /&gt;go with the guy who raised from the dead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Serious Question:&lt;/b&gt;  Can we trust what these books say about Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Lesson from History: Whenever we talk about historical events, we&lt;br /&gt;cannot prove what has happened in the past, it is not a matter of proving,&lt;br /&gt;it is a matter of looking at the evidence. Like in the courtroom&lt;br /&gt;illustration given earlier, you present evidence and the jury uses that&lt;br /&gt;evidence to come to a conclusion. So, whenever we look at the past, we must&lt;br /&gt;ask what the evidence is pointing toward. (The trustworthiness of any&lt;br /&gt;account is based on the reliability of evidence, not the proof.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Illustration: One of my coworkers comes up to me and tells me they had&lt;br /&gt;attended my church's Christmas Pageant. I tell him that I didn't see him&lt;br /&gt;there, so he wasn't there. He shows me the bulletin from the program, but&lt;br /&gt;he could have swiped that before or after the fact. “I have the recorded CD&lt;br /&gt;of the pastor's message.” (still doesn't prove anything, that wasn't&lt;br /&gt;available till after)  “I saw your friend Spencer, he will tell you I was there!” (he could have asked Spencer to lie about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Science reminds us that you can only prove what is observable and&lt;br /&gt;repeatable. You cannot observe what has happened in the past so you make&lt;br /&gt;decisions based upon the evidence available to you in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The second step in proving the reliability of history: When drawing&lt;br /&gt;conclusions about evidence, probability takes precedence over possibility &lt;br /&gt;(We must look at what is &lt;i&gt;most probable&lt;/i&gt; -vs- what is &lt;i&gt;possible&lt;/i&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Back to our illustration: My coworker could have stolen or forged one&lt;br /&gt;of the church's bulletins. He could have stolen the pastor's CD. He could&lt;br /&gt;have even convinced my friend Spencer to lie for him. These things are&lt;br /&gt;indeed possible. But what is probable, is that my coworker was at church&lt;br /&gt;for the Paegent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This might be why in legal terms we speak of &lt;b&gt;Probable Cause&lt;/b&gt; rather than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Possible Cause&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Another Illustration: You are sitting at a stoplight, when a car behind&lt;br /&gt;you locks on his brakes and slams into the back of your car. The front of&lt;br /&gt;his car has wedged under the back of yours, lifting your rear wheels off&lt;br /&gt;the pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The police come. The man driving the second car claims that you&lt;br /&gt;suddenly put your car into reverse and backed into him! True, this is&lt;br /&gt;possible. It is also possible that a helicopter with a giant magnet flew&lt;br /&gt;overhead, picked up your car and dropped it on top of the other car!&lt;br /&gt;Now, in light of the evidence presented (skid marks matching his car,&lt;br /&gt;no skid marks matching yours, your car on top of his ...)what is the&lt;br /&gt;PROBABLE cause of the accident? (I'd say the other driver didn't use his&lt;br /&gt;brakes soon enough and wound up underneath your car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As I stated earlier, you can not prove anything from history, simply because proof is a term used in science and math for things that you can observe the result and repeat the action getting the same result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Example:&lt;/b&gt; My friend Mr. Van Ostrand likes to take small chips of dry ice and put them with a small amount of water into a closed two liter soda pop&lt;br /&gt;bottle. He observed that doing so creates carbon dioxide gas. He also&lt;br /&gt;observed that doing so inside of a &lt;b&gt;closed&lt;/b&gt; two liter bottle will create&lt;br /&gt;enough pressure inside the bottle that within a few minutes the bottle&lt;br /&gt;explodes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mr. Van Ostrand explained to me what he did, what he observed and how I&lt;br /&gt;could duplicate his experiment. From Mr. Van Ostrand's experience I not only got a wonderful lesson about the explosive pressure that can be created by&lt;br /&gt;carbon dioxide, but also a good lesson in safety practices and how to keep&lt;br /&gt;from blowing a finger off. (drop the bottle and get AWAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       History cannot be proven because it cannot be duplicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Like the court of law, we must rely on determining which resources are&lt;br /&gt;the most trustworthy. The question then is, how do you determine whether an&lt;br /&gt;ancient manuscript is trustworthy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1. You look at the actual manuscript, determine its date of writing and&lt;br /&gt;how widely it was distributed (how many copies are there)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2. What do you know about the author of the manuscript? (is this person&lt;br /&gt;reliable, do they have a motive for their writings, were they paid by&lt;br /&gt;someone to write it, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Most of us during our High School education had the joy(??) of studying&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Roman History. You will have likely read something that sounded a&lt;br /&gt;bit like this:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;Caesar realized that he could not win power without a royal army, so he made himself pro-council of Gall, a region of present-day France. In his 10 years as pro-council, Caesar brought all of Gall under Roman rule and showed his superior ability as a military leader. Caesar issued written reports about his campaigns and victories to keep the people of Rome informed. Students of Latin can still read these clearly detailed reports in what is known as the &lt;b&gt;Gallic Wars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Where did the textbook get these details?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    (story continues)&lt;blockquote&gt;Pompey meanwhile grew jealous of Caesar's rising fame. To head off his rival, Pompey made himself sole pro-council. Then he persuaded the senate to order Caesar to return to Rome without his army.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Where did they get their information?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Answer:  From ancient manuscripts. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Many High School history texts refer to the Gallic Wars. It is&lt;br /&gt;interesting to me that this work is a manuscript with only ten known copies&lt;br /&gt;to exist, and the author was hired (and presumably paid) by the emperor to&lt;br /&gt;write a history about him! (can you see where there might be a just a&lt;br /&gt;little narcissistic favoritism going on here?) Also, of the ten copies, the&lt;br /&gt;earliest copy is from around 900 AD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Question:&lt;/b&gt; Would you expect Rome to keep a good record of history? Would&lt;br /&gt;you expect those records to be preserved? Would you expect these documents&lt;br /&gt;would be considered so valuable to the empire that they would do all they&lt;br /&gt;could to preserve them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Question:&lt;/b&gt; Would you expect anyone to keep such detailed records and&lt;br /&gt;protect with any measurable quality the writings about a common man from&lt;br /&gt;Galilee, a carpenter's son? He didn't lead any campaigns, he didn't write&lt;br /&gt;anything, and yet there are &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt; detailed accounts of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reality:&lt;/b&gt; We have more written records about the life of Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;than we have about the Roman emperors of his day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Roman history is based on a few copies of records nearly 900 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Gospel manuscripts (unlike the Gallic Wars) we don't have ten&lt;br /&gt;copies -- we have hundreds of copies!! Some of the earliest pieces of the&lt;br /&gt;Gospel writings do not come from 900 years after the fact, they come from&lt;br /&gt;within the lifetimes of people who were THERE. (some from as little as 10&lt;br /&gt;years after Jesus' death)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Why in the world would there be such emphasis on the life of one Jewish&lt;br /&gt;carpenter? Even if he was a fake, even if he was a rebel, even if he was a&lt;br /&gt;prophet ... why in the world would there be such desire for detailed&lt;br /&gt;information about a three year span of one man's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    These records have survived through the ages, not because of Roman&lt;br /&gt;protection, but because of its historical value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A critic might ask: But aren't those copies of copies? What about the&lt;br /&gt;mistakes and errors that would come from copying these manuscripts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Good news:&lt;/b&gt; Unlike secular history (if only there was the documentation&lt;br /&gt;for any other time in ancient history like there is for the time of the&lt;br /&gt;Gospels!), there are amazingly few discrepancies in the Gospel accounts.&lt;br /&gt;True, there are some differences, but few discrepancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Pastor Walt teaches that in Bible College, an example of the&lt;br /&gt;differences that you might face as a student learning Textual Criticism are&lt;br /&gt;things such as: &lt;blockquote&gt; [in] the Bisintine manuscripts, the text says 'spirit' while the Western manuscripts say 'Holy Spirit'. Which one did the author intend?  This is one of the toughest areas to have to face in Textual Criticism!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Reality:&lt;/b&gt; If you were to take a letter and copy it, you might make a&lt;br /&gt;mistake, maybe transpo&lt;b&gt;es&lt;/b&gt; a letter, but by the end of the day you've not&lt;br /&gt;changed the meaning of the letter. It doesn't suddenly mean something else&lt;br /&gt;entirely.  And if it did, wouldn't you dispose of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Using an example I read somewhere, let us say that you were to receive&lt;br /&gt;an letter from a reliable source. Maybe Western Union comes to your door&lt;br /&gt;with a telegram (I know, I don't think they still DO telegrams, but for the&lt;br /&gt;sake of my example ... lets assume they do!) The telegram informs you:&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;You haew von a milion dolars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The sentence has 23 letters and four misspellings. There are plenty of&lt;br /&gt;errors there. But I bet you could figure out what you needed to do next&lt;br /&gt;don't you? Hope they sent directions to pick up your check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Western Union people could have likely had several people copy your&lt;br /&gt;message. But by the end of the day, it doesn't change the meaning of what&lt;br /&gt;is said. In that sentence, errors make up just over 13% of the total&lt;br /&gt;message. But you still understand what it is telling you. You can go to a&lt;br /&gt;bookstore and purchase a Greek New Testament. The footnotes will give you&lt;br /&gt;all the variant readings (singular -vs- plural, etc but nothing significant&lt;br /&gt;in regards to either history or theology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Because of the volume of copies available, it is very easy to check&lt;br /&gt;from one to another to find where errors may have occurred in the&lt;br /&gt;duplication process and errors could be weeded out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The thing is, if it is that obvious that the Gospel manuscripts are&lt;br /&gt;accurate, why don't secular historians use them as a historical reference?&lt;br /&gt;If they were recorded by more reliable sources, been more widely&lt;br /&gt;distributed and more accurate, surely they would be invaluable as a&lt;br /&gt;reference tool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Problem:&lt;/b&gt; There is a prejudice against things that are supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;Historians give little or no credit for things that happen by means they&lt;br /&gt;cannot either comprehend or explain. Without my faith, I would find it hard&lt;br /&gt;to believe that a man could walk on water. It would be nearly impossible to&lt;br /&gt;conceive that a multitude of over 5,000 people could be fed on the contents&lt;br /&gt;of a little boy's lunch pail -- and have baskets full of leftovers after&lt;br /&gt;the fact!&lt;br /&gt;      The blind are cured of their blindness? &lt;br /&gt;      The lame are told to get up and walk? &lt;br /&gt;      The dead are brought back to life? &lt;br /&gt;    All four of the Gospel manuscripts give credence to such supernatural&lt;br /&gt;acts, and so secular historians cannot trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This however, is not a problem with the Gospels. It is a problem with&lt;br /&gt;our society's orientation. I admit, I've never seen a blind person's eyes&lt;br /&gt;being cleared after having mud rubbed in them and a command to go and wash. I've not seen a man walk across the waves of a sea without even getting the hem of his garments wet. My Mom, nor my Grandma or anyone else I know hasn't seen it happen. The secular historian would surmise that if it cannot happen in the present day, it could not have happened in the past. I on the other hand would surmise that if the man who walked on water was also the man who told the lame to walk and made the blind to see, and told the dead man to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come Forth!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; then maybe it wasn't something wrong with the accuracy of the manuscripts. Maybe it was something &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; about the man who proclaimed to one and all that He was the only son of the Living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I've not seen these miracles performed. But I know a man who has fallen&lt;br /&gt;from the roof of a five story building. The doctors told his wife to gather&lt;br /&gt;his family and make sure his affairs were in order, because there was&lt;br /&gt;little hope of his surviving the night. With nearly every bone in his body&lt;br /&gt;broken, several organs injured and his head swollen as large as the pillow&lt;br /&gt;it rested upon. His family gathered and the word went out to their&lt;br /&gt;community ... Pray. The man not only survived. He was in church less than&lt;br /&gt;nine days later giving praise to the King of kings and Lord of lords who&lt;br /&gt;had given his life back to him! He wasn't rolled out on a gurney. He wasn't&lt;br /&gt;wheeled out in a wheelchair. He walked out of the hospital and straight to&lt;br /&gt;the church he and his wife were attending. I have not only met this man. He&lt;br /&gt;is my Pastor, mentor and I am blessed to consider him a personal friend.&lt;br /&gt;Walt Weaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;b&gt;Question:&lt;/b&gt; Why would you take the word of someone who was paid by a&lt;br /&gt;Roman emperor and who wrote history for that emperor over the record of the&lt;br /&gt;Gospels? Tasadus was a fine historian. But Matthew, Mark, Luke and John&lt;br /&gt;each died a martyr's death because of their witness and what they had&lt;br /&gt;written. Even under the threat of being martyred, ten of eleven disciples&lt;br /&gt;were willing to die for what is recorded in these manuscripts. But&lt;br /&gt;so-called intellectuals would tell us that these Gospels cannot be trusted&lt;br /&gt;because the writers experienced and believed in the supernatural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To reject the Gospels is comparable to saying, "I don't believe the&lt;br /&gt;Holocaust happened." Even though we have pictures, witnesses, written&lt;br /&gt;records and even still a couple of survivors. It is hard to believe that&lt;br /&gt;people could have that sort of hatred of someone. I have never experienced&lt;br /&gt;that sort of hatred of someone simply because of their ethnicity or&lt;br /&gt;beliefs. My family has never experienced that sort of hatred. But sadly, we&lt;br /&gt;know it has happened and we weep for those who died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I guess I will simply conclude that the world will tell you their&lt;br /&gt;reasons why they do not accept the witness of the Gospel manuscripts. They&lt;br /&gt;will tell you that any reasonable thinking person cannot believe in fairy&lt;br /&gt;stories. But I will tell you that these aren't fairy stories. That the&lt;br /&gt;supernatural is actually quite &lt;b&gt;natural&lt;/b&gt;. And history has shown us that there&lt;br /&gt;is a man who died so that we might live. You can read about it if you want&lt;br /&gt;to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-278084730961751342?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/278084730961751342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=278084730961751342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/278084730961751342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/278084730961751342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-i-believe.html' title='Why I Believe'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-4782010483472755766</id><published>2009-09-13T16:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:46:10.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malachi 3:10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tithing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='margin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Who's In Charge Here??</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed there are times in life when you just can't seem to get ahead?  Bills threaten to drown you, your car needs more work than its worth and you just can't seem to catch a break at work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, goodness knows you're trying!  You're cranking everything you have into doing your job, you're doing everything you can at home to make sure that the house is clean, the yard looks just right (wouldn't want to upset those neighbors with a seedy yard now would you?), and you're running around like a chicken with its head cut off because everything and everyone seems to be counting on &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; and the world will just spin off its axis if you even stop moving for five minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pastor calls this &lt;i&gt;Living Without Margins&lt;/i&gt;.  Like when you're driving down the interstate and there's a construction zone with barricades and the flashing yellow lights to one side, a speeding semi-truck on the other and you're driving fast to keep the guy behind you from hitting you.  You feel like there are just inches between you and the barricades ... and the truck ... and the guy behind you.  You have no &lt;i&gt;margin&lt;/i&gt;.  If there's an unseen bump in the road, or if that semi moves even an &lt;i&gt;inch&lt;/i&gt; closer ... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;POW!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you're either off the road, or under the truck or smashed into that idiot behind you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, where ever it is you were going -- that all important task that you were needing to do -- doesn't seem all that important does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people, including many Christians, live their lives like &lt;b&gt;they&lt;/b&gt; are the ones completely responsible for getting everything done.  For making enough money to pay all the bills and get your family all those things they feel they just &lt;i&gt;have to have&lt;/i&gt;.  The thing is, God already owns it all.  He has simply blessed us with the ability to use some of it for us to live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a little boy who gets a weekly allowance of $1. (yeah, I know ... $1 isn't much in today's currency.  Bear with me, this is one of those parable things Jesus used to teach, Okay?)  His parents wanted to teach him to &lt;b&gt;tithe&lt;/b&gt; and to &lt;i&gt;save&lt;/i&gt;.  So rather than giving him his allowance as a $1 bill, they gave him ten dimes.  Each week, he took one dime with him to church and put it in the offering, he put a second dime into his piggy bank, and he could do what he wanted with the other eight dimes!  He thought this was pretty cool!  He had eight dimes.  He could buy candy with them if he wanted to, or a toy or, well, whatever he wanted.  He was &lt;i&gt;rich&lt;/i&gt;!  &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEE!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the boy grew up, his parents increased his allowance.  Even though the boy had more money, his parents made sure that he still put 10% in the offering for his tithe, and 10% into his savings.  (Granted, by now Mr. Piggy wasn't quite up to the task, so Mom had taken him to the local bank and opened a savings account)  But he still had 80% of his money for what he wanted to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the boy was old enough that his parents decided that rather than giving him an allowance, they would allow him to get himself an after-school job.  Each week, the boy would bring home his pay check and with his parents instruction he opened a checking account.  So the pay check went into the checking account, the boy wrote a check for his tithe and he put 10% into his savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy grows some more, and is now a young man.  Like most young men, he sees things he'd like to have.  He is also gaining more financial responsibilities.  His after-school job lead him to his career and he is out on his own.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily life gets a little stressful, but the &lt;s&gt;boy&lt;/s&gt; young man continues as he was raised, he tithes and he saves, and lives on the remaining 80%.  Yeah, there are times when things get a little stressful.  It would be nice to have just a little bit more money.  So, one day when the young man is making a choice about spending money he thinks, &lt;i&gt;"Well, Pastor says that God owns the cattle on a thousand hills, He doesn't need &lt;/i&gt;MY&lt;i&gt; money."&lt;/i&gt; and he starts using his tithe money for other things.  But he still puts money into his savings, because you never know when you'll need that for something like an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes.  The young man takes on more and more responsibilities in his work.  He meets a wonderful woman and they get married.  Now there are more bills, and there's a mortgage payment and there are expenses that he'd never had before.  More and more, the man is putting less and less into that savings account.  His tithe?  He's not tithed in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not telling you this story to say that people who don't tithe and who don't save are evil.  I'll fully admit that there are times when my own tithe doesn't make it to the offering and the only reason I save regularly is that wonderful invention called "payroll deduction".  But let us all consider:  Part of the reason God wants us to tithe, aside from that money being used to further His kingdom, is because it teaches us to &lt;b&gt;live with margin&lt;/b&gt;.  To put our priorities on something other than ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi 3:10 teaches us that God wants us to let Him show us how He will bless us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malachi 3:10&lt;/b&gt;"Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this," says the LORD Almighty, "and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not have room enough for it."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me be clear here.  I am not speaking of what is called the "prosperity gospel", where if you give God your 10%, He'll give you a trunk full of cash.  I'll be honest, to me that is nothing more than white-washed greed trying to pass itself off as righteousness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am talking about is the fact that God will bless your life in ways you've never considered possible.  Some of it &lt;i&gt;will be&lt;/i&gt; financial.  But most of it will be little things (the roast you needed for your groceries was on sale for an absurdly low price or just finding a good parking spot or someone actually offering to hold a door when you've got your hands full).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times in our lives, we feel like we are the ones making all the decisions, and everything has to be done a particular way.  But let me remind you (and me), the one who is in charge has been around a whole LOT longer than we have.  And He'll be around a LONG time after we've left this earth to join Him in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-4782010483472755766?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/4782010483472755766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=4782010483472755766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4782010483472755766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4782010483472755766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-in-charge-here.html' title='Who&apos;s In Charge Here??'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-4314498651494006524</id><published>2009-05-31T22:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:13:29.051-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universal Concepts and views'/><title type='text'>How about the implications of a dualistic versus and hierarchical universe?</title><content type='html'>It all started with one of those comments you post on Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wrote:&lt;/b&gt;Ron is pondering his next blog post. Any thoughts on what you'd like to pick my brain about? (fair warning, be careful what you ask for I just might write it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My friend Carl replied:&lt;/b&gt;How about the implications of a dualistic versus and hierarchical universe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Carl thought I'd do it ... but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers Digest version of what Carl is talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is quoted from Kheper.net:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dualism assumes the existence of two distinct principles of being in the universe: spirit and matter, or soul and body.  This was the basic understanding behind the teachings of Plato, according to which the physical world of sense phenomena is but a poor reflection or image of the true spiritual world; sense things being mere shadows of the eternal spiritual things or "Ideas".  The goal of the philosopher was thus the elevation of consciousness, and the contemplation of these pure spiritual forms.  Hence philosophy in its origin was a much more mystical or spiritual thing than it is today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descartes Mind-Body Dualism in the current philosophical understanding of the term originates from one man, the seventeenth century French philosopher Rene Descartes.  It was Descartes who gave the world that much quoted utterance "I think, therefore I am".  He was also the one who popularised the idea of reality as a dichotomy of matter (extended or spatial substance) and spirit (thinking substance, including God).  This form of mind-body dualism became known as "Cartesian Dualism", after the Latin pronunciation of Descartes (Cartes)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;i&gt;Dualism&lt;/i&gt; is the view of the universe (you, me, humanity, the cosmos and everything that can be found within it) that we are made up of the "spiritual" and the "physical."  This view, while in some regards CAN include some tenets of Christian theology (God is after all spiritual, but he is also physical, in the form of Jesus) I personally feel the Dualistic view is much too broad and intended to offer the option of "God as you understand him", be it Hindu, Bhuddist, Muslim, Taoist, Wiccan, Celtic or Native American.  We can all agree that there is the physical universe, its the spiritual aspect which the Christian needs to understand more clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next quotation is taken from the website of the Armagh Observatory which was founded in 1790.  It is taken from a lecture by noted astronomer Ernst J. Öpik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I intend to say a few words about communication and isolation in our hierarchical universe. Hierarchic means that the universe is built in stages; various solid bodies, the planets, the quite solid suns. Then the solar systems are joined into stellar systems, stellar systems make up galaxies and so forth, and this happens by interposition of so-called "empty space" - actually a background space which may, or may not, be filled uniformly with something else. Because interposition of this space. To the layman the strange thing is that higher order systems are always of lower density. It is self evident that it must be this because we put nothing in between. And this goes on from stage to stage and the big question, not solved yet, is &lt;i&gt;"where does it end?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, though he doesn't mention it in the text of this article, while Professor Öpik speaks of the building blocks of the larger universe, that the theory holds true when you turn away from the telescope and turn to the microscope, that our world is made up of building blocks as well, just much smaller ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel however, that I got from both pieces was an exclusion of the (pardon the PC terminology) an Intelligent Creator.  To me, it feels a bit like &lt;i&gt;"Well, we've got this all figured out how we think it should be, but what do we do with this extra bit?  This IC?  Trim it off?  Right-O!"&lt;/i&gt; And off God goes to the scrap heap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, the Dualistic view does allow for something greater than ourselves, but it still leaves soooooooo many questions unanswered, while at the same time giving so many answers without asking questions about where they came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point I want you, my friend, to take away from this is:  Yes, the universe has a spiritual as well as a physical aspect.  The physical, we see around us every day.  We can see the spiritual as well, but we need to understand what that spiritual aspect &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;.  And for those of you that know me, I think you know where I'm going with this, but I will say it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spiritual aspect of which I speak, the Intelligent Creator, the "thinking substance", the King of kings and Lord of lords are all one and the same.  It was God who created the building blocks of the hierarchical universe, and it was God who made us both physical and spiritual, and He did this all for His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-4314498651494006524?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/4314498651494006524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=4314498651494006524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4314498651494006524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4314498651494006524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-about-implications-of-dualistic.html' title='How about the implications of a dualistic versus and hierarchical universe?'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-8559359482923389341</id><published>2009-04-30T19:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:06:42.708-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs faith apologetics'/><title type='text'>The Difference Between Dog Theology and Cat Theology</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you've likely heard the joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question:&lt;/b&gt; What is the difference between a dog's theology and a cat's theology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Answer:&lt;/b&gt; A dog perceives that you are the one who feeds them, takes care of them, grooms them and gives them a home, so they believe that &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; must be god!  A cat on the other hand, sees that you feed them, take care of them, groom them and give them a home ... because &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; must be god. &lt;img src="http://www.anchoredbygrace.com/smileys/icon_drummer.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends will see that this is indeed a joke in line with my taste in jokes.  But for me, this one goes a bit deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs are those who completely trust that what you tell them is truth.  This is how we should be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[Jesus said to his disciples] "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me." &lt;i&gt;John 14:1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, there are times when its mighty hard to trust in someone you don't see standing right in front of you, here in this place we mistakenly call "reality".  Those of you with dogs, have you ever noticed how without seeing you coming, they know that you ARE coming?  My wife and I have a dog named Rosie.  Rosie isn't exactly the sharpest crayon in the doggy crayola box.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is strong however.  In the ten years we've owned Rosie, she's broken two chains and slipped out of her collar so many times I can't recall.  If she does this during the day when I'm at work, when I come home in the evening, she's sitting at the end of our driveway waiting for me.  If she does this in the night when we're sleeping, when I come out in the morning to feed her, she's sitting at the front door looking up like "Here I am! Ready to face the day!"  I finally bought a chain that can also be used for things like towing cars and a collar I'm fairly sure could double as a safety harness for circus performers, so Rosie hasn't slipped out of these ... yet.  (I would have included a .jpg of the wiley beast, but I realized that I don't have that one in my photobucket account)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie also likes to do something I find interesting.  I'll come out to feed her, I'll put the food and water in their respective dishes, and I'll move out of the way so she can get to them.  But, Rosie won't go to her food until I have taken a moment to pet her.  So, I'll give her ears a tossing and pat her sides, and she'll be happy as a clam and turn to her food.  This only proves a problem when its wet out and I'm in my work clothes.  I've had a couple of occasions where an overly joyful dog has forced a wardrobe change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats on the other hand, are in it for what they get out of it.  So, if you're going to witness to someone who is cat-like, you need to show them the value of what you are offering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you....And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am." &lt;i&gt;John 14:2,3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just that God will provide a place for us, but that He loves us so much that he &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wants&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, my Mom had a small menagerie of cats.  At one point, we had &lt;i&gt;ten&lt;/i&gt; of the furry critters living in our house.  One of the oldest cats was an old tom Mom had named Sam.  Mom had found Sam in downtown Indianapolis one evening as she was getting off work.  Back in that day, there were very few residential buildings in downtown Indy.  So it was not a question that this dark gray ball of fuzz, who at the time was a barely weened kitten, was most likely abandoned by someone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Mom used to ride the bus to and from work, and it was against their regulations for you to bring any pets on board.  Thankfully, my Mother was the sort of woman who carried a purse that you could feed third world nations out of.  Mom decided she would simply slip the kitten inside her purse and pray that it would stay quiet for the 40 minute ride home.  As if he understood what was going on, as soon as Mom put Sam in her purse, he settled right in.  In amongst Mom's make-up, tissues, and sundry purse stuff, little Sam wrapped himself into a little ball and went fast to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Mom had Sam home however, there were issues.  Sam was a small kitten, and Mom had two other cats (Foggy and Mittens) and a big slobbery cocker spaniel.  (yeah I know, cockers are small dogs ... but to Sam, Godfrey was HUGE)  So, Sam would hide under the kitchen sink.  It took weeks for Mom to coax Sam out to eat food.  But with time, Sam came out.  Because my Mom showed Sam that all she wanted to do was to love him (granted, the dog would always be a problem, but Sam learned many tricks to deal with Godfrey).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how we all are with God.  We're either dogs who immediately accept the love of our Father, or we're cats who need to be shown God's love in such a way, that we're willing to trust Him, no matter how loud the dog's barking in the other room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-8559359482923389341?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/8559359482923389341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=8559359482923389341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8559359482923389341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8559359482923389341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/04/difference-between-dog-theology-and-cat.html' title='The Difference Between Dog Theology and Cat Theology'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-7398117369752281489</id><published>2009-03-24T20:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:57:43.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Way of the Wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Return of the Wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barrington Bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nenshu and the Tiger'/><title type='text'>On the death of Martin Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.barringtonbunny.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.barringtonbunny.com/mbell160.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is with deep sadness that I mark the passing of a dear family friend, Fr. Martin Bell.  Fr. Bell was an Episcopal priest (as well as author, musician and even a former private investigator!) who passed through my family's life when I was a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin showed me that some things were not always as they appeared.  In the mid 1970's and early 1980's, when every Episcopal priest I knew was fairly conservative, Martin always seemed to have a more relaxed attitude.  His was the first church service I'd attended where an instrument OTHER than an organ was used in the service, he played guitar, along with his son Mark -- and quite well I might add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is from one of Martin's stories that I have taken my online persona of Hatfield.  &lt;i&gt;The Legend of Hatfield&lt;/i&gt; tells the story of a martial arts master and his trials against Jennings and his minions.  To me, the story is an allegory of the Christian's walk, and our trials against Satan and his minions.  The story also depicts God as a great silver wolf whom Hatfield is in the process of seeking.  Hatfield learns that finding God is not a destination in itself, it is how we live our lives ... and God then finds US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace my dear friend.  And say Hello to the Wolf for me!&lt;img src="http://www.barringtonbunny.com/zen%20wolf%20medium.bmp"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-7398117369752281489?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/7398117369752281489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=7398117369752281489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7398117369752281489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7398117369752281489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-death-of-martin-bell.html' title='On the death of Martin Bell'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-7380838251705919803</id><published>2009-03-01T15:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:07:39.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belief + Choice = Situation</title><content type='html'>There are times in all of our lives when we make bad choices.  Invariably, these &lt;b&gt;choice&lt;/b&gt;s are based in our &lt;b&gt;belief&lt;/b&gt;s, and the two affect our &lt;b&gt;situation&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what I mean?  I'm sure we all know someone like "Walter".  Walter finds the woman of his dreams, and he's so excited to have her in his life that he up and marries her at the first chance he gets!  They run off to Vegas and get a quickie wedding at one of those cheesy drive-through chapels and go off to live their life of marital bliss.  The problem is, apparently his happy bride isn't quite all that happy for some reason Walter cannot figure out.  They fight about the same things Walter fought about with his last wife, and so (not so surprisingly) Walter decides that it just wasn't meant to be and he divorces her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter seems to think that if he can find just the perfect woman to marry, that he will be happy.  There's only one real problem with Walter's thinking.  Yes ladies, I can hear you all the way over here ... &lt;b&gt;Walter&lt;/b&gt; is still in the marriage!&lt;img src="http://www.anchoredbygrace.com/smileys/mgcheeky.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter is making choices thinking that that alone will affect his situation.  Every time he doesn't like his situation, he makes another choice expecting a different outcome.  But he's not getting the picture is he?  His &lt;b&gt;belief&lt;/b&gt; that he is the sole person to decide his happiness leads to his &lt;b&gt;choice&lt;/b&gt;s of mates; which in turn leads to his &lt;b&gt;situation&lt;/b&gt; of getting divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we're all familiar with Proverbs 3:5-6 which tells us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6:&lt;/b&gt; 5 &lt;i&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;/i&gt; 6 &lt;i&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to understand what it is that you &lt;b&gt;believe&lt;/b&gt; before you can make any changes in the &lt;b&gt;choice&lt;/b&gt;s that you make, and in turn the &lt;b&gt;situation&lt;/b&gt; you find yourself in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at another fictional person.  I'll call her "Marie".  Marie grew up in a household where she was never shown any sort of caring.  Her father abused her emotionally and told her that no one would ever want to love her.  Sadly, Marie bought it hook, line and sinker.  So, when in school a classmate showed her any small amount of interest, Marie was smitten.  &lt;i&gt;"See Daddy!"&lt;/i&gt; she'd say to herself, &lt;i&gt;"They love me!"&lt;/i&gt; And Marie would do whatever it took to feel loved.  But, as the book title says, &lt;u&gt;He's just not that into you&lt;/u&gt;, and the classmate would be gone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, each time this happens, we develop scars.  Walter has scars, Marie has scars, I have scars, and I'm sure that many reading this out there do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus teaches us that He loves us, and will never leave us.  No matter what our situation, whether you're a Walter or a Marie, Jesus loves you no matter what you have been told.  You &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ARE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lovable!  So, if you change what you believe, and see that you are worthy of being loved, then you will be able to truly love someone as Christ would have you love them.  And changing your &lt;b&gt;belief&lt;/b&gt; will change your &lt;b&gt;choice&lt;/b&gt;s and your &lt;b&gt;situation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if your beliefs are out of whack, it can have as much of an impact as your choices.  If you look at King Solomon (think its in 1st Kings?) we read how God had commanded the Children of Israel not to marry outside of their faith.  The intent was because these pagans would draw the Israelites away from their faith.  But King Solomon believed that he knew better.  He believed that if, as king, he married the daughters of other kings, he could protect his people.  After all, if you have a treaty with a kingdom because you've taken one of their daughters into your household, they wouldn't attack you because that would be attacking their child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thinking this way, King Solomon took &lt;b&gt;700&lt;/b&gt; brides from the kingdoms surrounding Israel. (as well as like 300 concubines and other hangers-on... but I digress)  He believed that he knew better than God.  And this was Solomon, who was blessed by God to be the wisest man in history!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it didn't work out as Solomon had planned.  Eventually, there was civil war within Israel.  The thousands that Solomon had intended to protect from the hands of pagans died at the hands of their own people.  With the people weakened by this, it became easy for the other kingdoms to attack Israel and take them away into bondage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how it might have been if Solomon had used the wisdom that God had blessed him with, and listened to his own words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6:&lt;/b&gt; 5 &lt;i&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;/i&gt; 6 &lt;i&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-7380838251705919803?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/7380838251705919803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=7380838251705919803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7380838251705919803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7380838251705919803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/03/belief-choice-situation.html' title='Belief + Choice = Situation'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-1766975000048891299</id><published>2009-02-24T16:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:52:17.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Not even sure what title to give this ...</title><content type='html'>Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I didn't watch all of the Oscars the other night.  But part of what I did see I really need to comment on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who saw even less of what I saw of the Oscars, actor Sean Penn accepted the Best Actor award for portrayal of Harvey Milk, the first openly gay politician in California.  During his acceptance speech, Mr. Penn commented about a group of protesters who were outside the ceremony protesting Hollywood's portrayal of homosexuals in films such as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1013753/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Milk&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Mr. Penn seemed to verbally shake his fist at Christians as if to tell us that whether we liked it or not, homosexuals were going to get equal recognition under the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking only from my own perspective, I have never had an issue with homosexuals expecting equal rights (as far as things like health coverage from employers, insurance rates ... whatever).  As citizens of the United States (or other countries as far as their laws will allow), they deserve things like knowing that those they care about are taken care of if they need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;BUT...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and here I am trying to think carefully before I type; I know what I will say is likely to offend someone, but I wish to make it as LEAST offensive as possible.  I just know that isn't likely to happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My views are from the Christian Right (in this case 'right' referring to conservative beliefs, not that I think we're correct about everything).  Contrary to what the protesters outside the Oscars may have said, God loves everyone.  Christians, Jews, Muslims, and yes, Homosexuals.  God doesn't hate anybody.  He hates the sin we all have in our lives.  But no matter how you try to sugar coat it, no matter how you try to make it seem like something that it is not, homosexuality goes against everything we as Christians are expected to hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human sexuality, within the relationship of a heterosexual marriage is one of the most beautiful expressions of God's love for us.  But outside of that relationship whether it is a heterosexual couple who are not married, or it is a homosexual couple, there's no other way to say it:  That relationship is sin in God's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate homosexuals.  Three men whom I respect and love as brothers are very open about their preferences.  They are gay.  This doesn't mean that I love them any less.  It does mean that I am very sad.  When I've tried to speak to any of them, the general response is along the lines of "Well that's fine for you.  But this is what's right for me."  The problem is, its not an issue of it being right or wrong for US.  Its what is right or wrong for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three are not the only gay men I know.  These three are simply the only three that I would consider friends.  Or more to the point, friends who's opinions I care about.  One of them is a supervisor in my workplace.  He's a fun goofy man, a HUGE "Trekkie" and just the type of person that no matter your orientation, he's just easy to get along with.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two were in a committed relationship with each other, but because the state where they live does not recognize homosexual unions, as far as the state was concerned, they were just roommates sharing a house.  I'll call them "T" and "J".  Together, T and J owned a small business.  T was the more somber quiet sort.  If he liked you, he could talk your ear off.  But otherwise he could be very business like.  J was the more flamboyant 'stereotype'.  Used expansive gestures, spoke with a lilt to his voice.  Sadly, I found out from my Mother a couple of years ago that J, who had contracted HIV several years prior had died from complications of HIV/AIDS.  T wound up losing the house they had purchased together, because the state didn't recognize their relationship and so gave proceeds for J's insurances to his blood family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those among the Christian community who do not want ANY sort of recognition by the state for any sort of homosexual union.  While I do agree that &lt;b&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;/b&gt; is a union that is reserved for ONE man and ONE woman.  I believe that marriage was not intended to be an institution of the state for the disposition of financial rights and familial responsibilities.  Marriage is a union set for by God for the raising of children and sharing the loving relationship between a man and woman that most closely models God's relationship with US, his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself would have no problems if gay couples had (for lack of a better description) a civil union.  A contract recognized by the state which would allow for things like the distribution of properties or the imparting of things like Powers of Attorney in legal affairs.  I mean, given my "druthers", I don't see the need for it.  Legally, you can empower whomever you choose to handle your legal affairs, even a stranger you meet on the street outside your lawyer's office.  For things like distribution of properties (like the example of T and J's house) its a simple matter of having the purchase agreement list both names and have it stipulated in your "Will" how you wish for such issues to be handled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not hold with the idea that some people are just "born that way."  I have friends who were abused as children.  Statistics tell us that abused kids will more likely grow up to become abusers themselves.  That doesn't mean that they have no choice.  There are options for those in the homosexual lifestyle if they choose to leave that life.  &lt;a href="http://www.exodus-international.org/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exodus International&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; helps thousands leave that lifestyle.  There are choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not hate Gays.  God does not hate Lesbians.  God does not hate heterosexuals-who-don't-do-what-HE-leads-us-to-do.  God loves all of us.  He wants ALL of us to live our lives following Him.  But we keep trying to pick and choose how we're going to do that.  But we can't do that.  Its His way, or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, many will choose &lt;i&gt;not at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-1766975000048891299?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/1766975000048891299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=1766975000048891299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/1766975000048891299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/1766975000048891299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-even-sure-what-title-to-give-this.html' title='Not even sure what title to give this ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-8565695144956878446</id><published>2009-02-19T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:03:36.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt and Light (a look at Matthew 5:13-16)</title><content type='html'>Matthew 5:13 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Ye are the salt of the earth; but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted?  It is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out and to be trodden under foot of men.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, most of us know salt as a condiment, something to add flavor to cooking.  But in the time Matthew wrote this, salt was extremely valuable.  Kings paid armies in salt, it was used to preserve foods.  So Jesus saying, 'Ye are the salt of the earth ...' he was saying that you are something of high value, not to be wasted.  But if something happens to you that destroys your value (your saltiness) how are you to be made salty again?  So we are to PRESERVE our relationship with Jesus, and not let it be wasted by things we might do trying to pursue other 'savours'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:14-16  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ye are the light of the world.  A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. &lt;/span&gt;15 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. &lt;/span&gt;16  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been driving along at night, and see those search light type lights sweeping across the sky?  The kind that are used for things like store grand openings or to draw your attention to some event like a movie premiere.  This light is saying to you, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Come look and see!  This is something you don't want to miss!  Hey you!  COME HERE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;  Jesus is telling his disciples that we are to be the light that draws others to Him.  We are to draw others' attention to Christ.  As a child, I read verse 14 of this part and thought to myself, "Well of COURSE you can't hide a city on a hill!"  I completely misunderstood the point.  Jesus was pointing out that a city &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; to be where it is easy to see.  Granted, it can often times draw those wishing to attack the city, but more importantly, it draws those seeking the city.  Merchants, travelers, farmers with crops to sell in the city's market place.  A city needs to be &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;seen&lt;/span&gt;.  And while candles get less and less use these days, I think an accurate translation of verse 15 might say something like, 'if you want to use your lamp, don't leave it unplugged.  Plug it in and put it on the table where everyone will be able to see it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the spotlight, Jesus wants us to draw others to Him.  Shine the light for others to see, live your life in such a way that not only do people know that you are a Christian, they see by your life that being a Christian is something that (if they aren't already themselves) they would find Truth in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we know that it is by Grace through which we are saved, and that our works cannot get US into heaven.  But by our actions, we can attract others to the message that we offer!  Something I've said for a number of years is that while it is very true that "faith without works is dead, but works without faith doesn't really do all that much either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also Christians out there that will take their spotlight, and rather than try to use it to draw others to Jesus, will use it to shine their light on what others are doing wrong.  We aren't supposed to compare others to ourselves.  After all, compared to Jesus, we're ALL as sinful as the worst resident of Sodom.  There's just no way that our own actions can justify our passing judgement on others.  So, we are to use our lives as a beacon drawing others to Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-8565695144956878446?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/8565695144956878446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=8565695144956878446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8565695144956878446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/8565695144956878446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-and-light-look-at-matthew-513-16.html' title='Salt and Light (a look at Matthew 5:13-16)'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-4073257469078082501</id><published>2009-02-02T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:30:31.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This should offend someone ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I originally posted this on the message boards on &lt;a href="http://www.aotcmud.org/"&gt;AotC MUD&lt;/a&gt;, and thought to share it here.  It was originally written when inspired by a message about the Reverend Billy Graham on the occasion of his 90th birthday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;In honor of the Reverend Billy Graham's 90th birthday today, I'd like to share some thoughts that came to me when his son, the Reverend Franklin Graham was being interviewed on the radio program &lt;a href="http://www.moodyradio.org/primetimeamerica.aspx"&gt;Primetime America&lt;/a&gt; on the Moody Broadcasting Network.&lt;p&gt;They were interviewing Franklin on the occasion of his Dad's 90th birthday, and having been asked what one thing would Billy say about today's church (Christianity as a collective whole) that was not true back when he started preaching in the 1950's.&lt;p&gt;Franklin only hesitated a brief minute before responding that the church today was too fearful of causing offense among those who come for services.  People who feel that they can get to heaven by doing the most volunteer work for the poor, or can support a church financially don't want to hear that it is not by our WORKS that we are saved, but by God's grace through Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Today, people want to come to church to hear a topical sermon, something to tickle the ears and that has 'relevance' to their situation and lives.  They don't want to ponder the fact that we are all sinners in need of a Savior's love.&lt;p&gt;The problem is, we ARE all sinners in need of a Savior.  The struggle doesn't end when you say the Sinner's prayer.  Each day of our lives, for as long as we live, we deal with the imperfections of our human bodies.  We must daily depend on the grace of a God that loves us more than it is possible for us to love ourselves or others.&lt;br /&gt;The love of a Savior who left the Father's side, and came down here on earth and took our likeness, and did the one thing we could not do for ourselves.  He died for us.&lt;p&gt;There's no way we could WORK hard enough.&lt;br&gt;There's no way we could spend enough money.&lt;br&gt;There's no way we could pray enough prayers till the heavens rang with our utterances.&lt;br&gt;There is only one way.&lt;p&gt;Romans 10:9-10 tells us &lt;quote&gt;'If you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus,and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead,thou shalt be saved.  For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.'&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NRV (New Ronald Version) would read that &lt;i&gt;If you believe it in your heart, and tell everyone around you; and if you confess to Jesus that you are a sinner and wish to be forgiven, then you will receive forgiveness.  Because if you accept your sin, and admit it to God, He will forgive you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I know.  We don't like having to admit that we're not the greatest thing since sliced bread.  We want to think that we're really cool.  Or that at least, we're cooler than that bunch over there.  But we're no better or no worse than they are.  We are all sinners in need of a Savior.  But do you want to know the REALLY cool part?  Jesus loves us so much, that he's ready to be that Savior!&lt;p&gt;And Reverend Graham has been telling people the secret for over 50 years.  And if you didn't already know it, I've just shared it with you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-4073257469078082501?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/4073257469078082501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=4073257469078082501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4073257469078082501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4073257469078082501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-should-offend-someone.html' title='This &lt;b&gt;should&lt;/b&gt; offend someone ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-5187895575542000573</id><published>2008-11-28T19:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:21:48.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tragedy'/><title type='text'>ENOUGH!!!</title><content type='html'>I am saddened to report that at the beginning of what should be the most joyous time of the year, the time when we celebrate the birth of our God and King, Jesus, that holiday shoppers have let their personal greed far outstrip the true reason for the season.  &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/29/business/29walmart.html"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/a&gt; reports in an article today that in a Nassau county Wal*Mart, an employee was trampled to death by "Black Friday" shoppers so intent on their need to buy that new gizmo to put under the Christmas tree, that they apparently didn't even realize that they had killed a man.&lt;p&gt;Also in Southern California, two men in a &lt;b&gt;Toys "R" Us&lt;/b&gt; store shot and killed each other.  As per the time I write this I'm unsure if this was a dispute over some toy, or gang related violence in the middle of a very busy and crowded store. (Police had yet to comment, pending notification of the families)&lt;p&gt;In any event, working in retail myself, sadly these stories do not surprise me.  They do however sadden me deeply.  If I owned a store of any size and had a thought that this sort of thing could happen, I wouldn't care if it meant the end of my business, I would sooner stay closed than allow the possibility of something like this happening.&lt;p&gt;With so much of society seeming to focus on NOT mentioning Christmas during the holidays (many stores forbid their employees to say "Merry Christmas", instead having them wish shoppers "Happy Holidays") maybe we need to put the focus back on Christ in &lt;b&gt;Christ&lt;/b&gt;mas.&lt;p&gt;I don't mean for this to sound heartless, but can you imagine the scene?&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommy says&lt;/b&gt;  "Look Johnny!  Daddy got you a Nintendo Wii for Christmas!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Johnny says&lt;/b&gt;  "Wonderful Mommy!  Umm, Mommy, where IS Daddy?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mommy says&lt;/b&gt;  "I'm sorry Johnny, but when Daddy went to buy you your Wii, he killed a man and is now facing a trial for Manslaughter.  But he wanted me to tell you that no one kept him from getting you your Wii!"&lt;p&gt;Where do we draw the line?  When does it end?  Do people honestly believe that someone will love them more just because they buy them expensive gifts?&lt;p&gt;Jesus showed his love for his disciples, and he never so much as bought them a tunic.  Yes, he showed his love ultimately by dying on the Cross for us, but he also showed his love daily.  Caring for his friends, teaching them, being there for them in times of trouble and just simply listening to them.&lt;p&gt;My friends, I beseech you; before you go charging into the retail fray this year and trample anyone or anything in your path on your way to get that ... whatever your after, take a breath.  If you don't get that prized item, try to remember, it is not the presen&lt;b&gt;ts&lt;/b&gt; that you give at Christmas that matters.  It is your presen&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in the lives of your family and friends that matters.&lt;p&gt;And remember, the retail employee who's life you save, could be &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-5187895575542000573?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/5187895575542000573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=5187895575542000573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5187895575542000573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5187895575542000573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/11/enough.html' title='ENOUGH!!!'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-5193966410413872591</id><published>2008-10-14T15:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:52:48.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Holt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life dedication'/><title type='text'>A man who lives for his music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.davidholt.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.davidholt.com/images/front_redesign/RedesignII2.14.01_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During my senior year in high school, and my freshman year in college, I had the pleasure of spending my summers in the mountains of western North Carolina, at an Episcopal summer camp called Kanuga.&lt;p&gt;Kanuga is run jointly by the five diocese of North and South Carolina, and to call its location gorgeous simply wouldn't do it justice by any standard.  Though on staff, I had the pleasure of participating in many of the camp's programs intended for the campers and conference attendees (they ran other summer programs at the same time as their summer camp), one of which was an evening of entertainment with a local artists.  I am happy to say that more than one of these artists did not remain only a local talent for long and one in particular, David Holt, has had his work showcased on the Nashville Network and on public television.  David has been recognized for his work, winning four Grammy awards.&lt;p&gt;David I feel typifies the sort of drive that we should all hope to have for in our lives, but only a very few achieve.  His life has been devoted to the rich culture of the music of the Blue Ridge Mountains.  He has had the opportunity to perform with and learn from many of the greats of country and bluegrass music, including Roy Acuff, Chet Adkins, and others, but most especially his mentor, Arthel Lane "Doc" Watson.  (and if you don't know any of these names ... head for Google or Wikipedia!)&lt;p&gt;Recently, I had emailed David's website just to drop a note and let him know how happy I was that he was doing so well.  I didn't think with his busy schedule he'd have time to write back but he did!  I was happy to hear from him.  His son Zeb, who is now 32 and working for the National Broadcasting Company in New York City was still in diapers when I met David at Kanuga.&lt;p&gt;I feel as a Christian, we should all try to live our lives much as David has.  Putting everything we have into pursuing what is important (and hopefully) what we enjoy.  I also feel that if we put this sort of drive into pursuing our relationship with Jesus, the rest of our lives will be equally as enriched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-5193966410413872591?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/5193966410413872591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=5193966410413872591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5193966410413872591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5193966410413872591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-who-lives-for-his-music.html' title='A man who lives for his music'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-7487535589310900754</id><published>2008-10-11T20:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:42:04.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been inspired by a fellow blogger... (so if you don't like this, blame Deb)</title><content type='html'>I have recently read the blog of a friend in Boston.  Deb and her husband are both disabled and in wheelchairs, but they don't let any of that slow them down (much).  With her &lt;b&gt;lemons-to-lemonade&lt;/b&gt; outlook, it isn't any wonder that Deb and John are more well traveled in their community than I am in mine.  &lt;p&gt;I have learned a few things from them however.  I learned that if you are disabled, you can contact the National Park Service and receive a free pass to ANY national park! &lt;p&gt;For the longest time, I thought I'd not really "done" anything in my life.  Looking at my life through the eyes of others, I see that I have been blessed ... with a Mom who has a "wander lust".  Each summer, from the time I was about 12 or 13, near the end of our summer vacation, Mom would pack my sister and I into our car (a 1979 Datsun 210 sedan) and we'd head off on an adventure.  &lt;p&gt;First it was the Grand Canyon.  Our family grew up in a church in Indianapolis Indiana, along with several other families.  One of the families had three strapping young men who spent the summer as river guides on the Colorado River.  &lt;a href="http://www.oars.com/grandcanyon/"&gt;OARS: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;utdoor &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dventure with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;iver &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pecialists&lt;/a&gt; runs guided rafting trips down and through the Grand Canyon.  And, because we knew two of the boatmen, they gave us a discount!  If you've never been down IN the canyon, all I can say is, GO!  Images like this are hard to describe: &lt;img src="http://www.oars.com/images/grandcanyon/Grand.Canyon.Rafting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;More later.  Be well and be blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-7487535589310900754?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/7487535589310900754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=7487535589310900754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7487535589310900754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7487535589310900754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-been-inspired-by-fellow-blogger.html' title='I have been inspired by a fellow blogger... (so if you don&apos;t like this, blame Deb)'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-5925029326645104142</id><published>2008-10-01T16:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:49:12.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenny Baughman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waycross'/><title type='text'>On the passing of a dear friend</title><content type='html'>Growing up I went to a summer camp in southern Indiana called Waycross. (www.waycrosscenter.org)&lt;p&gt;While I am confident that everyone thinks that the summer camp that they went to was the greatest, for me, Waycross was it.  From the time I was four years old when we'd all come down for family camp, to coming as a camper for the week long sessions (or the coveted TWO week sessions!), to being on staff, and full circle returning for family camp -- only now as the head of the family rather than as the child.  This place will always hold a dear spot in my heart.&lt;p&gt;Through it all, one of the people who was always there was Lennis 'Lenny' Baughman.  Lenny was the camp's resident manager from 1963 to 1989.  With the help of his wife Judy, Lenny kept Waycross in ship-shape but still always had time for a game of horse shoes (he was the camp's horse shoe champion 12 year running).&lt;p&gt;Lenny was one of those types that even in the hottest days of summer, he always wore denims and a long sleeve work shirt.  He was a country boy at heart, and felt out of place in a suit.&lt;p&gt;I received an email from my sister Melissa, informing me that on September 9th, Lenny went home to the Lord.  His family - Judy, their son Jim and daughter-in-law Jennifer - were at his side.&lt;p&gt;Rest well Lenny, goodness knows you've earned it.&lt;p&gt;-Ron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-5925029326645104142?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/5925029326645104142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=5925029326645104142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5925029326645104142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5925029326645104142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-passing-of-dear-friend.html' title='On the passing of a dear friend'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-1758692606810143729</id><published>2008-09-24T19:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:52:18.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual discernment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presidential election'/><title type='text'>My views on the coming Presidential Election</title><content type='html'>It is my hope in writing this not to say which candidate is better suitable to the office of the President of the United States, but it IS my hope that I will help you, my dear reader, to find out whom &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;think is best suited to serve.&lt;p&gt;The hardest part to me, comes with having to know who you are.  Not just what your name is, or where you live, or who your parents are, but what values are most important in your life.  This is a value judgment that you will find will change as you grow, not only physically (for those of you who might still be shorter than your potential size) but emotionally as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I for one, feel that I have done much more emotional maturing in my life than I have done physical growing, and at 5'11", I'm fairly close to the average size of anyone in my family.  But for the longest time, emotionally, I think I could say that I was pretty much an infant.  Even now, I know there are things I can be very immature about.  Paying bills, doing chores, but I digress.  My faith, which while I've had it in some degree for the majority of my life, I feel I have gained more spiritual maturity in the past 20 years than I have in the whole 45+ years of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my youth, I would have been willing to vote for whoever seemed the most popular.  Not because I thought they would best serve in the office, but it seemed more important to me to vote for the person who would eventually win the election, as if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; personal vote was the deciding factor.&lt;p&gt;These days, what is important isn't necessarily whom I think will win the office, but instead, whom I think is best suited to run the office with the values that I feel are most important for leading our nation.  I feel it is of highest importance that as a Christian, that we vote into office those who most fully support our views and beliefs.  Many who would run for office will try to make you THINK that they feel as you do, but if you look at their past actions, how they have lived their life and run their business in whatever office they are holding before this, you will see where their heart really is.&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will give you an example from my own family.  I have two sisters, both of whom I love dearly.  My eldest sister I am very proud to say has done exceedingly well for herself.  She and her husband own an advertising agency in Indianapolis, and they are in the process of moving into a fairly affluent neighborhood on the north side.  I hold nothing against her, indeed she is a really HUGE example of how someone with drive and ambition can take a dream for themselves and see it not only fulfilled, but exceeded!  My only problem with my sister seems to be the fact that while we both grew up in the same "blue collar" middle class neighborhood, my sister seems clueless to remember what it was really like not having any money.&lt;p&gt;My brother, my other sister and I all know fully well what its like to deal with tough financial times.  This is very much the situation with one of the presidential candidates.  For all his efforts to make himself seem like the 'everyman', he's not.  And I bet you, some reading this think I'm talking about the conservative.  I'm speaking of the liberal!  Yes, he may have grown up poor -- goodness knows he mentions it in about all his political advertising -- but it doesn't show in his life NOW.  True, in some regards the conservative seems clueless of what its like to not have money, but at least he's honest about himself.  He speaks honestly from his view and is willing to listen to others.  The liberal seems to be saying, "I know what your life is like, and I know what is best for us to do to fix it!"  There are some of us out here who don't WANT your help to fix it.  There are some of us who want JOBS where we can afford to take care of our own families.  There are some of us out here who want the government to keep our employers from (pardon my language here a moment)  screwing us over and expecting us to smile while they're doing it!  &lt;p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I would hope that you spend time in prayer, asking God to help you see the truth about the candidates.  About whom you should vote for and whom you feel would best be able to run the country as you feel it needs to be run.  Here's a hint though:  You don't even have to agree with me!  I won't be hurt if you don't!  But no matter what, rain, snow, wind or massive swarms of duckbill platypuses ...&lt;u&gt;GET OUT THERE AND &lt;b&gt;VOTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!  If you don't, you have no right to complain about who gets into office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-1758692606810143729?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/1758692606810143729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=1758692606810143729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/1758692606810143729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/1758692606810143729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-views-on-coming-presidential.html' title='My views on the coming Presidential Election'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-7996022890495202458</id><published>2008-07-16T16:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:23:31.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs faith apologetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew 9:9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='door'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation 3:20'/><title type='text'>*sings* So high, you can't get over it ...</title><content type='html'>Ok I admit, I'm borrowing very heavily from my Pastor's message this past Sunday, as my niece used to say, &lt;i&gt;"Get over it!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm reminded recently of the children's church song, I admit I don't remember all the words, but it speaks of how HUGE sin can be, &lt;i&gt;So &lt;b&gt;high&lt;/b&gt; you can't get over it/so &lt;b&gt;low&lt;/b&gt; you can't get under it/so &lt;b&gt;wide&lt;/b&gt; you can't go around it..."&lt;/i&gt; The only way past the sin in your life is through the door, which is Jesus.  Jesus taught Matthew this.  In the hierarchy of their time, Matthew was the lowest of the low.  He was a &lt;u&gt;tax collector&lt;/u&gt;.  In their day, working as a tax collector wasn't the same as working for the "Internal Revenue Service".  The Roman government imposed taxes, and hired tax collectors to gather them.  Part of the idea was that they would hire local individuals, so that "Good Roman Citizens" wouldn't have to travel from their homes.  These local collectors, since they pretty much didn't have any other means of income would charge fees over and above the taxes they were supposed to collect.  Some did it because they needed money for their own needs, others, well, others just did it because they were greedy and didn't care who they hurt.&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure which of these schools Matthew fell into, but in Matthew's Gospel we read: &lt;quote&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Jesus went on from there, he saw a man named Matthew sitting at the tax collector's booth. “Follow me,” he told him, and Matthew got up and followed him. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matthew 9:9 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jesus didn't tell Matthew that he needed to clense himself.  He didn't tell him that he needed to give all he had to the poor, He simply said, "Follow me."  Here was a man that other people would avoid for any number of reasons, but Jesus showed that it wasn't important for your life to be perfect, or anywhere close to it.  Jesus even went and ate with them!  Sinners, adulterers, tax collectors, and you and me!&lt;p&gt;There are times in our lives we seem to think, &lt;i&gt;"Well, I'm not perfect, but I'm doing better than THAT GUY."&lt;/i&gt;  The problem with this sort of thinking is, God does not grade us "On the Curve" as our teachers did in school.  You cannot make your grade any better by finding someone who is doing worse than you are, it just doesn't work that way.&lt;p&gt;Our sin in our lives is like a wall between us and God.  Whether it is as thin as rice paper or as thick as a brick wall, there is only one way through that wall, and it is the door.  &lt;quote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revelation 3:20 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;p&gt;We try and try to work out our salvation for ourselves.  We think to ourselves, &lt;i&gt;"If only I could do enough, I know I'd make God happy!"&lt;/i&gt;  The problem is, there is no amount of works we can do for God to love us.  There are no number of prayers, no number of "Hail Marys" or "Our Fathers" that will bring us into heaven.  We are called to do one thing; follow Jesus.  But in following Jesus, we need to remember to help bring others in through that door as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;-Hat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-7996022890495202458?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/7996022890495202458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=7996022890495202458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7996022890495202458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/7996022890495202458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/07/sings-so-high-you-cant-get-over-it.html' title='*sings* So high, you can&apos;t get over it ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-2349361300507333439</id><published>2008-06-17T16:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:41:13.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beliefs faith apologetics'/><title type='text'>Is it live, or is it kugel?</title><content type='html'>There's another blogger who posts here on blogger.com that I've been reading some interesting things from.  If you get a chance, check out &lt;a href="http://stufffchristianslike.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stuff Christians Like&lt;/a&gt;.  I admit that a few of his posts kind of border on disrespectful, but there are several that really make me think.  And that is after all what blogs are for (impo) to get you using your noodle for something other than &lt;a href="http://www.wisegeek.com/what-is-kugel.htm"&gt;kugel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;As Christians, one of the things I feel we most need to realize is that there will come times when people are going to look at us and say "Why?"  Why do we believe as we do?  Why do we believe that Jesus is the one and only way to find Heaven, and why is Heaven such a thing worth seeking?  I admit it.  I'm not the world's foremost apologist.  But I try!  There is something about telling people about the Love of my Lord Jesus that defies explaining.&lt;p&gt;From my observation, I have a few things I have trouble understanding.  I grew up in the Episcopal church &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(Britain's Anglican Church in the United States)&lt;/span&gt; and for the most part, I had assumed that I would grow old and die an Episcopalian.  There is nothing wrong with that for those that accept the tenets of that faith, but I feel that I have come to understand some different things that either the church didn't teach, or that taught a different view than I now have.  For example:&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The need for a personal relationship with Jesus&lt;/span&gt;  The Episcopal church puts less emphasis on the personal, and more on the communal.  As I understood it, it was more important that you believed that Jesus died for humanity as a whole, and not quite so much that He died for YOU individually.  I recall as a kid when someone would ask if I'd been 'saved' I would give a flippant response of, "Yes, but Jesus did that 2000 years ago.  I don't have to do that NOW..."  I have come to understand that my Salvation is not just about what Jesus did then, it is about MY accepting that He did it, and about living my life so that others will see Him in my life.  Many in my family are still in the Episcopal church.  They don't understand me in the least.  I wish they did.&lt;p&gt;You see, one of the things I don't think my family really gets is what we're all talking about when we speak of our faith.  When I tell you about my faith, I am not just telling you about what I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;, I am telling you about who I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;.  I can tell you about my faith.  It is sort of like I am giving you a present wrapped up in a box with a frilly bow on top.  I can tell you all about what is inside of it, what it means to me.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But until you open the present and see it for yourself and accept it as your own&lt;/span&gt;, you cannot understand it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-2349361300507333439?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/2349361300507333439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=2349361300507333439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2349361300507333439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2349361300507333439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/06/is-it-live-or-is-it-kugel.html' title='Is it live, or is it kugel?'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-6350665334033860854</id><published>2008-06-11T18:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T19:13:07.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am still here.  ;)</title><content type='html'>For those that know me from &lt;a href="http://www.aotcmud.org/"&gt;AotC&lt;/a&gt;, it is not news for me to tell you that this has been an eventful year for my wife and I.  So much so that I've set aside the projects previously discussed in this blog in order to focus my attentions elsewhere.&lt;p&gt;Some life lessons have been impacting me, much as a meteor might leave craters on the moon.  Beautiful in the end, but sometimes very violent in how they are achieved.  While I do still struggle with life as a whole (not emotionally, just getting through day-to-day drek rather than doing something I'd much rather do ... like sleeping!&lt;img src="http://www.anchoredbygrace.com/smileys/sleeping.gif"&gt; ) I've come to the conclusion that there are much worse things to have happening in your life.&lt;p&gt;For example, my wife and I live in northern Indiana.  These last two weeks, &lt;b&gt;Southern&lt;/b&gt; Indiana has been dealing with some of the worst flooding in the state in just shy of 100 years.  I guess that just comes to be expected when during these past couple of weeks, that area has been pounded by roughly 4-8 major thunderstorms dumping anywhere from a total of 10-14 inches of rain.  (Very tiny upside, had this been mid winder rather than early summer, 1" of rain equals something like 10-12" of snow.  Or, they would have been buried under 8-14 feet of snow)&lt;p&gt;So, all in all, I'd say I'm surviving quite nicely.  If you happen to be anywhere in the state, have a heart and find a way to help out those in need down there right now.  I'd consider donating to the relief efforts of the local station of the Moody Broadcasting Network, &lt;a href="http://www.wgnr.fm"&gt;WGNR Radio, 97.9 FM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p&gt;On the issues of what my "Fellowship Hall" will be about, while MUDDING (see almost every post before this) will still be a very strong presence, I will start looking into the sorts of issues that make me "tick".  Issues of my faith, issues of living a Christian life in a clearly non-Christian world and ...&lt;img src="http://www.anchoredbygrace.com/smileys/nixweiss.gif"&gt; whatever&lt;i&gt;else&lt;/i&gt; I think to speak about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-6350665334033860854?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/6350665334033860854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=6350665334033860854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6350665334033860854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6350665334033860854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-i-am-still-here.html' title='Yes, I am still here.  ;)'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-3684043037491096827</id><published>2007-05-23T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T14:53:24.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I am working on a list of muds that I've visited (criteria being I have to have spent at least 10 hours on them, to assure that I have given them a fair chance).  While I do have several that will eventually start the list when I officially post it, thus far I only have two entries.  These two are for &lt;a href="telnet://aotcmud.org:4200"&gt;Ark of the Covenant&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="telnet://emperiamud.net:5002"&gt;Emperia&lt;/a&gt;, a secular Rom mud with many of the same stock areas that AotC has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both muds have very helpful staff and players, in fact in all aspects I have listed as criteria, they scored nearly identically, with one exception:  Emperia, being a secular mud, does not attempt to curtail players use of profanity unless it goes to an extreme.  The staff will enforce rules asking player to respect each other, but the sorts of "lesser" profanity that makes it into everyday conversation and in the media is not restricted.  For this reason only, while AotC has a "G" rating on their language, Emperia got a "PG" rating.  (worst I'll give is an "R", and I think I might have to give at least one of those in time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, just know that the project is still in the works.  I thank any who have stopped by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His blessings,&lt;br /&gt;-Ron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-3684043037491096827?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/3684043037491096827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=3684043037491096827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/3684043037491096827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/3684043037491096827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/05/greetings-friends-as-promised-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-5714432393332852372</id><published>2007-05-06T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:04:26.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Secular muds I've visited (some good, some not)</title><content type='html'>I have also visited a number of secular mud games.  These games are not necessarily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad, &lt;/span&gt;but they don't offer any sort of ministry.  They are simply games for the sake of gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience, the flavor of a mud relates strongly to the beliefs of the Wizards, Immortals or Staff that run the game.  If the staff have strong Christian values, their values will reflect in the game whether the game itself is intended as a Christian ministry or not.  At the very least, they will more readily enforce rules that require players to treat other players in a respectful manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this end, I intend (when I figure out HOW...) to set up a listing of muds that I have spent at least 10 hours on.  These muds will be graded on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Staff friendliness:  Do the people in charge actually interact with the players or do they tend to be standoff-ish?&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Player helpfulness:  Do the non-staff players make any effort to assist other players, or do they watch and laugh as you fail?&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Ease of gameplay:  Are the instructions and helpfiles easily understood?  Is it easy to find your way around from one area to another?  Are mobs set appropriately for the levels they are in?&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Each of these criteria will be graded on a 10 point scale, with of course 10 being the best score and 1 being worst.  The three scores for each mud will be averaged to give an overall score for the mud.  While I will make note if a mud considers itself to be Christian or not, ALL muds will be graded on these same criteria.  I will make notes as to Christian or non-Christian, and will give warnings about things like the types of language allowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if a mud has a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C-7-G&lt;/span&gt; rating, that will indicate a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hristian, score &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;, language rated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post these ratings, likely in a linked page.  These grades are entirely subjective on my part and thus are only my opinion.  I will offer opportunity to rebutt any scores I give.  Check back and I'll post when I've compiled my information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-5714432393332852372?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/5714432393332852372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=5714432393332852372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5714432393332852372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/5714432393332852372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/05/secular-muds-ive-visited-some-good-some.html' title='Secular muds I&apos;ve visited (some good, some not)'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-6204029758454834335</id><published>2007-04-13T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:05:41.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MUD's wanted ...</title><content type='html'>As I stated when I first started this blog, part of what I'm wanting is a place for people from multiple muds to meet to share aspects of their game.  My only requirement for listing here is simple, asside from the general aspects of mudding, the game must be a place where Christian principles are taught and are part of the guidelines of gameplay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the present time, to my knowledge, the only MUD that fits this description is &lt;a href="http://www.aotcmud.org/"&gt;Ark of the Covenant&lt;/a&gt; (link provided for those viewing this from my link at Crosswalk/Christianity.com).  &lt;a href="mailto:hatfield604@yahoo.com"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; if you are aware of another Christian mud.  I will check it out, and if I like what I see, I will provide a link to it here.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-6204029758454834335?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/6204029758454834335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=6204029758454834335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6204029758454834335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6204029758454834335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/04/muds-wanted.html' title='MUD&apos;s wanted ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-4983628201687745839</id><published>2007-03-14T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T10:49:26.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was going to post this on the game ...</title><content type='html'>But instead I decided to post it here.  Any who read this are welcomed and encouraged to respond, either for or against, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;, while I will not edit posts for opinions that disagree with mine, I do reserve the right to edit posts that are abusive or which flame other people in the AotC community or their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hatfield:&lt;/span&gt; My only response to this issue (at least in open forum)&lt;br /&gt;To: all&lt;br /&gt;Long and short of it, if we are not the ones directly involved, its NOYDBB (none of your dad-blamed business).  So far, all I have is "this person said this" or "that person did thus-and-so."  I'm not going to get into the details of what I may or may not know, because depending on who you're talking to, not all of it is relevant anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother-in-Christ, Cyto expressed the opinion that Paul was admonishing the church to deal collectively with the sins of the body, and he made reference to 2nd Corinthians chapters 12 and 13.  Having taken some time to prayerfully consider Paul's words there, I don't think this quite fits our present situation.&lt;br /&gt;In those chapters, Paul is writing to the church at Corinth.  Near the end of chapter 12 (at verse 21) Paul states &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I am afraid that when I come again my God will humble me before you, and I will be grieved over many who have sinned earlier and have not repented of the impurity, sexual sin and debauchery in which they have indulged."&lt;/span&gt;  Paul continues (chapter 13)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"This will be my third visit to you. 'Every matter must be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses.'&lt;/span&gt; 2 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I already gave you a warning when I was with you the second time. I now repeat it while absent: On my return I will not spare those who sinned earlier or any of the others, ...&lt;/span&gt; 5 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves. Do you not realize that Christ Jesus is in you--unless, of course, you fail the test? ...&lt;/span&gt; 10 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"This is why I write these things when I am absent, that when I come I may not have to be harsh in my use of authority--the authority the Lord gave me for building you up, not for tearing you down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I think Paul is speaking to the body collectively, what we are dealing with is an issue between individuals.  If Cyto felt that AotC as a whole was in a sinful nature, these verses might prove relevant, but I don't think it is.&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, I prefer the clarity if the NIV, you are welcomed to read 2Cor 12:21, 2cor 13:1-2, 5 and 10 here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Gospel of Matthew 18:15-17, we read:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; If your brother sins against you, go and show him his fault, just between the two of you. If he listens to you, you have won your brother over. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; But if he will not listen, take one or two others along, so that 'every matter may be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses.' &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; If he refuses to listen to them, tell it to the church; and if he refuses to listen even to the church, treat him as you would a pagan or a tax collector. &lt;/blockquote&gt; If we have a problem with our brother or sister, to go to them privately, and seek an end to your conflict.  If you are able to resolve your issue this way, you have gained a soul for the Kingdom!&lt;br /&gt;But, if you cannot resolve it this way, bring along a witness or two, someone to not only assist, but to be able to attest that you have indeed tried.  Just my opinion THIS is about where Kal and the parties involved had been when others started creating the larger mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my personal observation, but I feel that anyone OTHER than Kal, Gen, Quiran (and others directly involved ... meaning not ME) should let them work this whole thing out for themselves, because we are NOT involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, being imperfect humans, are not qualified to pass judgement on the actions of others.  And that is what is being done here.  People are judging the actions of others without having the entire story of everything involved.  Even if you had all the relevant information, if it is not happening to YOU, you still don't have the right to judge others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this bothering me so?  I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;The witness that we are supposed to give those outside of the church is more than just coming up to them to tell them about Jesus.  You can gladhand people all day and tell them about God's great and wonderful love and the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross ... But if you then turn around and start squabbling with your 'brothers' and 'sisters' and backbiting them about this or that matter, those outside the church who see this will think to themselves, "Who do those Christians think they are? They're no different than we are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want proof of what I say?  (sorry for using you as an example Molly) Molly has been around here in one form or another all the way back to when my wife and I first started playing here.  "Miri" as she was known then, would take the two of us through Underdark leveling.  Molly has not kept any secrets about her beliefs.  She is not a Christian.  Plainly, our actions of late haven't given her any reason to consider our message to be any better or different than any secular belief others may have.  The result?  A woman that I consider a close friend (as does my wife "Scarlett"), is deciding that maybe she doesn't need to be spending as much time here.  How's that for a witness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close asking everyone who's not involved to BUTT OUT, and let Kal and the others work this issue out for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I support the decision Kal has made, because I don't know all that's involved and it is not my place to gainsay the choices that he has made.  I do however also love my sister-in-Christ, Geneva and her family and it is my hope that she and Kal are able to work through their differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ's blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Ron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-4983628201687745839?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/4983628201687745839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=4983628201687745839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4983628201687745839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/4983628201687745839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-was-going-to-post-this-on-game.html' title='I was going to post this on the game ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-6852468533625648567</id><published>2007-03-10T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:34:15.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aotc'/><title type='text'>Mass exodus from AotC's staff</title><content type='html'>I still as yet have found the cause of dispute, but recently there has been a disagreement between members of AotC's staff.  Whatever the disagreement was about, it was so strongly felt by some as to stop being members of the game's staff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Saddened&lt;/span&gt; does not even begin to cover how I'm feeling about this.  These are people who have been putting good portions of their lives into this ministry, and for all intents and purposes are now just throwing it away.  I've tried to find out, to at least have some idea what to pray about, but the most anyone is saying about any of it is just that there was an argument between the founder of the game and one of the top admins.  The admin was released from their post, and a number of other staff have left supporting their side of the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd write more, but now I'm just rambling and there's not much else to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-6852468533625648567?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/6852468533625648567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=6852468533625648567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6852468533625648567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/6852468533625648567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/03/mass-exodus-from-aotcs-staff.html' title='Mass exodus from AotC&apos;s staff'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-2072873130129835321</id><published>2007-03-10T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T08:37:38.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me more about this "MUD" thing ...</title><content type='html'>Here's how the typical mud opening screen might look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to:&lt;br /&gt;                     --"Ark of the Covenant" Beta 2.6l -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Based on ROM Version 2.4b4a Beta&lt;br /&gt;           Original DikuMUD by Hans Staerfeldt, Katja Nyboe,&lt;br /&gt;.========. Tom Madsen, Michael Seifert, and Sebastian Hammer. .========.&lt;br /&gt;//  ,".`'  \       Based on MERC 2.1 code by Hatchet,         //  '.`".  \&lt;br /&gt;||         |                Furey, and Kahn                   ||         |&lt;br /&gt;|| I .'..' |        Quest Code (c) 1996 Ryan Addams           || VI.'.,".|&lt;br /&gt;|| II .'..'|     Quest Code (c)  re-written by Intense        || VII..'..|&lt;br /&gt;|| III`.'."|   ROM 2.4 copyright (c) 1993-1996 Russ Taylor    || VIII,'.'|&lt;br /&gt;|| IV ,','.|      AotC MUD (c) 1998-2006 AotC Ministries.     || IX.'".'.|&lt;br /&gt;|| V '..'.'|   AotC is a creative co-operative ministry of    || X .'..',|&lt;br /&gt;.\_________/             Intense, Kal, and Nyxll.             .\_________/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By what name do you wish to be known?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(had to do a little html edit and use preformating tags so that would look right...&lt;img src="http://www.anchoredbygrace.com/smileys/blinking1.gif" /&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the screen that you would sign in on from AotC. The two drawings of the tablets of the 10 Commandments is what is called an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ascii&lt;/span&gt; drawing.  The gobbledy-gook in the middle is information on what particular &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; of mud AotC is and credits for the people who worked toward making it what it is today, including AotC's founders, Intense, Kal, and Nyxll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you create a character (pretty much like logging in for the first time onto a chat site, except you get to choose things like a weapon and what race you are. &lt;img src="http://www.anchoredbygrace.com/smileys/icon_eek.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example of a "room" you would find on AotC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A Beautiful Sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  There are no windows inside, but a lamp on a table on the eastern wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lights the temple. A strong aura of protective power and holiness permeates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the air of this holy place.  The flames from a roaring fire send shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;flickering over the priest and the golden carvings in the walls.  The quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;movements of the priest echo around the space, mingling with the low murmur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of his constant prayer.  In the middle of the room there is a donation pit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for the needy, and halfway along the length of the temple is a golden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;curtain rail with a rich, purple &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;curtain&lt;/span&gt; hanging from each side.  It looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as if the two curtains were once one, and were ripped apart. At the far end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of the room, there is an altar made of twelve stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Exits: north south west up]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A pit for donations is in front of the altar.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Golden Aura&lt;/span&gt;) (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;White Aura&lt;/span&gt;) A priest stands here praying for the recovery of Old Zion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you type LOOK CURTAIN, you will see a seperate description of what the "curtain" in the room looks like.  The screen also shows your directions you can move in the bracketed box labeled "Exits".  The priest that you see is what is called a mob, it is a program representing a part of the game that you can interact with.  In this case, if you've been running around fighting nasty critters (other mobs), the priest will heal your wounds.  Sadly, there are no "HMOs"...so you'll have to pay him for his services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could fill pages with what you could do with even just a few flicks of your fingers, but I would much rather just invite you to come join me some time and let you experience it for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-2072873130129835321?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/2072873130129835321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=2072873130129835321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2072873130129835321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2072873130129835321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/03/tell-me-more-about-this-mud-thing.html' title='Tell me more about this &quot;MUD&quot; thing ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-3713293352344221582</id><published>2007-03-06T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:08:26.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Hatfield?</title><content type='html'>For those that know me from MUDding, the primary name I use for my character is Hatfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatfield is a character from a short story by Fr. Martin Bell, an Episcopal priest and friend of our family. Fr. Bell's first collection of short stories, &lt;u&gt;The Way of the Wolf&lt;/u&gt; is available at his personal webpage, www.barringtonbunny.com.  Hatfield was taken from his third collection, &lt;u&gt;Return of the Wolf&lt;/u&gt;, which is out of print, but can still be found through sources such as used book stores or Amazon or Books-a-million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader's digest version of the story: Hatfield is a metaphor for every man's journey in search of God. He is a blind dhariki master (sort of a martial arts thing) in search of the lair of the Wolf. In his journey, his arch nemisis Jennings (along with his henchmen Nefid, Drow and Tolak), attempts on several occasions to turn Hatfield asside from his path. By the end of the story, Hatfield realizes that the end destination is not what's important, it is the journey. He won't find the Wolf's lair, the Wolf will find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know my by the name Hatfield, you might know me as either Jamie or Murta(u)gh. These are characters taken from a series of novels by author Diana Gabaldon called the &lt;b&gt;Outlander Series&lt;/b&gt;; including &lt;u&gt;Outlander&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Dragonfly in Amber&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Drums of Autumn&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt; Fiery Cross&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;u&gt;A Breath of Snow and Ashes&lt;/u&gt;. Fair warning, some points in the stories in these books are a bit more mature in subject matter. There is moderately explicit descriptions of relationships between the two main characters, but as the characters are married, I only offer warning because it might be a bit shocking if you're not expecting it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-3713293352344221582?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/3713293352344221582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=3713293352344221582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/3713293352344221582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/3713293352344221582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-is-hatfield.html' title='Who is Hatfield?'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-2172869373758510723</id><published>2007-03-05T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T09:52:39.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What exactly is a MUD anyway?</title><content type='html'>Many of you whom I will invite here already know the answer to this question.  But for those of you maybe that do not, a "MUD" is a &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;ultiple &lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;ser &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;evice, or a &lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;ultiple &lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;ser &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;ungeon.  In a nutshell, its a Role Playing Game &lt;b&gt;(RPG)&lt;/b&gt;, played online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you might be familiar with online games like World of Warcraft or Doom.  MUDs are similar, except they don't have all the gee-wizzy graphics.  You are reading text on a screen and interacting with other people online and mobile programs (commonly called &lt;i&gt;mobs&lt;/i&gt;).  You are fighting dragons, solving puzzles, doing what are often called "quests" or "adventures". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, MUDs have a bad reputation in the Christian community, and for the most part, I hate to admit it, but that reputation is pretty much earned.  The website &lt;a href="http://www.mudconnector.com/"&gt;The Mud Connector&lt;/a&gt; lists several thousand of these games in their database, and of these, an extremely dismal &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; claims to be a Christian game. (see previous post about Ark of the Covenant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I started the Fellowship Hall here, there had actually been four Christian MUDs.  Ark of the Covenant was in the company of Lion of Judah, Jacob's Ladder, and Judgement MUD.  It is my hope that in the future, I shall have the chance to tell you about other Christian MUDs.  But until then, I shall share more of what I know about this slightly quirky game that I have come to know and really enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-2172869373758510723?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/2172869373758510723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=2172869373758510723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2172869373758510723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/2172869373758510723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-exactly-is-mud-anyway.html' title='What exactly is a &lt;b&gt;MUD&lt;/b&gt; anyway?'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-204052418933920031</id><published>2007-03-04T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T11:02:37.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post ...</title><content type='html'>Well friends, it has been a while since I've been able to log onto here. Partly it was life doing what life does, partly it was the fact that well ... I'd forgotten that I even had this account set up! But now I find out that blogspot (now blogger.com) is affiliated with Gmail, and I can access my account through my email (cool beans for me!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly during my abscence, I've discovered that just restricting posts to registered members hasn't really helped the issue of eliminating unwanted comment posts. Because of this, I have needed to enable comment moderation as well as word verification.  This means that not only will I have to approve comments, but the poster will need to enter a word they see on their screen onto a line.  For those whom are my friends, I will ask your forgiveness.  However, for the spammers and automated random posters ... too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog, not only to have a place to discuss mud gaming (a fun hobby of mine) but as a ministry resource for those who mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sad news to report since last I posted.&lt;/span&gt; Lion of Judah is now defunct. Lance, the host, tried to convert the game over to a MUSH based gaming system, but after attendance dropped to ~0~ for several months, the game was allowed to die a quiet death. So, to my knowledge, at the present time &lt;a href="http://www.aotcmud.org/"&gt;Ark of the Covenant (AotC)&lt;/a&gt; is the only Christian MUD game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other bad news, several members of AotC's staff have decided to retire their positions with that game, some at least in part because of disagreements with the host of the game, Kal. While I have been made aware of some of the issues, in respect for those involved I will only state that it is a disagreement in part over theological differences (and how one views others in light of those differences).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am given to understand by one of the recent "retirees" that there is possibly another MUD in the planning stages, more on that as I find out information!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-204052418933920031?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/204052418933920031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=204052418933920031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/204052418933920031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/204052418933920031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post ...'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-112071260888449515</id><published>2005-07-07T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T00:03:28.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SAVE THE DO NOT CALL LIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://savethelist.blogspot.com/"&gt;SAVE THE DO NOT CALL LIST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in full agreement with the Indiana no-call list! It absolutely boils my blood when I used to get calls from telemarketers at any and all hours for **** that I didn't need or want!  Let the list stand. You don't like it, tough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-112071260888449515?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/112071260888449515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=112071260888449515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/112071260888449515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/112071260888449515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2005/07/save-do-not-call-list.html' title='SAVE THE DO NOT CALL LIST'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-110567373581178967</id><published>2005-01-13T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:35:35.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MUDs, recruiting and MINISTRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The following is an editorial, I and only I am responsible for the comments and opinions put forth. You are welcome to agree or disagree with me, but remember that you're in MY house now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I understand the need for secular muds to require players &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not  &lt;/span&gt;to promote other muds, I feel that at least between Christian muds (all TWO of us!) there should not be an issue of speaking openly about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been expressed to me that there could be issues of differences in ideologies, things that might be accepted on ONE mud, might not be acceptable on the other (and vice~versa!)  As a staff member on &lt;a href="telnet://lojmud.com:2222"&gt;Lion of Judah&lt;/a&gt; I have had players ask me if there were other Christian muds, and I have told them about &lt;a href="telnet://aotcmud.org:4200"&gt;Ark of the Covenant&lt;/a&gt;.  However, when as a player on Ark, I have tried to tell others about LoJ, I have been called on the carpet for trying to recruit to another mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly feel that we can work more effectively as ministries if we try to work &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; rather than working against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&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/10059436-110567373581178967?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/110567373581178967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=110567373581178967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/110567373581178967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/110567373581178967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2005/01/muds-recruiting-and-ministry.html' title='MUDs, recruiting and MINISTRY'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10059436.post-110548385013483297</id><published>2005-01-11T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T17:50:50.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings and Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Welcome my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason I've set up this blog space is much the same as my old Fellowship Hall website. A common interest in MUD games, AND a shared faith in Jesus, the Son of the Living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also my second attempt at starting this page. Previously, I had allowed non-member posters to submit comments. Sadly, I can no longer do that, because someone thought it would be fun to post profanity defaming me and my wife. I will not allow that here. I will only be able to allow those with registered memberships on this site to post. I would really prefer not to restrict it to a members-only forum. But I require posts to be respectful of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the Name Above All Names, Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Him, &lt;br /&gt;Hatfield&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10059436-110548385013483297?l=hatfield604.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/feeds/110548385013483297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10059436&amp;postID=110548385013483297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/110548385013483297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10059436/posts/default/110548385013483297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hatfield604.blogspot.com/2005/01/greetings-and-welcome.html' title='Greetings and Welcome!'/><author><name>Hatfield</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01667330717443710907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t271/hatfield604/portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
