<?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-23588133</id><updated>2011-09-15T07:49:34.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodent's Review</title><subtitle type='html'>The thoughts of a Christian Beaver. These thoughts reflect my walk with God and my current roles in life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-3203822049142451009</id><published>2011-08-22T23:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:25:22.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare you to Moo</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the chicken&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's in line now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody waits for you now&lt;br /&gt;What to order next?&lt;br /&gt;What to order next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to eat at our Chick-Fil-a&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;Like the grease never called out&lt;br /&gt;The grease never called out before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the arches&lt;br /&gt;welcome to resistance&lt;br /&gt;the burgers are here&lt;br /&gt;the burgers are here&lt;br /&gt;between the feathers and hide see&lt;br /&gt;between the tongue and your tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to run away from this store&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;Like burgers never happened&lt;br /&gt;Burgers never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the secret is all in the fries&lt;br /&gt;The ones with the waffles the ones to try&lt;br /&gt;Where can you run to escape from the cows?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna eat?&lt;br /&gt;Not a happy treat.&lt;br /&gt;Chicken strips are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to buy a, buy a calendar&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;i dare you to moo&lt;br /&gt;like the burgers never called out&lt;br /&gt;and mcgriddles never came out&lt;br /&gt;they never called you before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the planet&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to existence&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's watching you now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody waits for you now&lt;br /&gt;What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the fallout&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to resistance&lt;br /&gt;The tension is here&lt;br /&gt;The tension is here&lt;br /&gt;Between who you are and who you could be&lt;br /&gt;Between how it is and how it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe redemption has stories to tell&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell&lt;br /&gt;Where can you run to escape from yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself, to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the planet&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to existence&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's watching you now&lt;br /&gt;Everybody waits for you now&lt;br /&gt;What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the fallout&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to resistance&lt;br /&gt;The tension is here&lt;br /&gt;The tension is here&lt;br /&gt;Between who you are and who you could be&lt;br /&gt;Between how it is and how it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe redemption has stories to tell&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell&lt;br /&gt;Where can you run to escape from yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;Where you gonna go?&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to lift yourself, to lift yourself up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to move&lt;br /&gt;Like today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened&lt;br /&gt;Today never happened before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-3203822049142451009?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/3203822049142451009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=3203822049142451009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3203822049142451009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3203822049142451009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2011/08/dare-you-to-moo.html' title='Dare you to Moo'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-644833125712599824</id><published>2010-01-14T11:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:00:20.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Safe Place to Hurt</title><content type='html'>The most real person in my life is my 2 year old Luke.  When he is happy you know it. His smiles are huge and his laugh is loud. When he is upset you also know it. His lip drops down and his cries begin. I really struggle with being angry at him for this. Recently I realized that if he cant share his greatest joys and hurts with me then he may go somewhere else. My older sons tend to hide their hurt more and we have to keep asking them about what is wrong.  Over the span of "growing up" we learn to hide our hurts and even our joys. We get criticized and made fun of for being real. Our family should be the place we can be real and share our hurts. I realized that I am jealous of my 2 year old because he can be so real without consideration of other opinions. I think we all need a safe place to hurt. For me its in the arms of my wife.  I think another great place is a small group.  The church was meant as a place to be real and let down our guard.  We need to be able to express our greatest joys and frustrations. Our church family should be the people to hold us in our times of need. I have struggled to stay in a small group because of my work schedule (3pm - 12am M-F). I am really thankful for Karl and Lil Welch who have visited us and helped us have a small group. We all need to feel the hands and feet of Jesus through each other. We need to feel His arms wrap us through our brothers and sisters. Let us all strive to go back to when we were young. May we all take lessons from Luke that being real is what we were made for. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-644833125712599824?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/644833125712599824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=644833125712599824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/644833125712599824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/644833125712599824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2010/01/safe-place-to-hurt.html' title='A Safe Place to Hurt'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-4708099975132529602</id><published>2009-05-26T09:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:58:05.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know that Eulogy that You're Going to Write...</title><content type='html'>...you need to tell them now. &lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to demean people and tell them what they need to improve. It is very hard to let our pride down and tell people how much we value them. i was talking to my dad the other day knowing he needed some encouragement. my dad studied to be a pastor and has a masters degree. he worked in a barber shop and radio station for many years. he never had the opportunity to head a church. he was feeling very down. i told him that i love him and he means a lot to me. i reminded him of that great impact he has had in the lives of Pam, Holly, and myself (his children). All three of us follow Jesus and have done missions work. We have spread the Gospel and changed lives. These lives in turn will change other lives. i wanted to show my dad the ripple effect that he has had. i reminded him that there are some in ministry who neglect their children and they deny Christ. we were given a glimpse of grace through our relationship with our father. my dad once told me "you will always have a home here." my dad was very graceful when i got my first speeding ticket and helped me tear up a magazine i should not have bought. my dad has had a great impact on my life. i was also thinking about how my parents are getting older and they may be going to Heaven soon. now is the time to let them know how much i value them and not at their funeral. &lt;br /&gt;i know i starve for complements and can live for two months on a good compliment like &lt;a href="http://www.repeatafterus.com/title.php?i=1682"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/a&gt;.  i try to compliment my wife all the time. i want to convey to her how valuable and beautiful she is to me. i am her &lt;a href="http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/05/number-one-fan.html"&gt;number one fan&lt;/a&gt; and that is my job. We should be number one fans of our spouses but we also need be fans of each other. Everyone struggles with insecurity and self esteem to some degree. Why don't we start addressing each others needs? if we can stop the cycle of constant criticism then we can start a new cycle of constant compliments. God help us to do so. You are love. Let us love like you.&lt;br /&gt;"Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen." Ephesians 4:29 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=56&amp;chapter=4"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-4708099975132529602?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/4708099975132529602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=4708099975132529602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4708099975132529602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4708099975132529602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-that-eulogy-that-youre-going.html' title='You Know that Eulogy that You&apos;re Going to Write...'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-2148059892470148814</id><published>2009-04-13T02:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:28:26.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now or the Shrink</title><content type='html'>i am one to avoid conflict at all costs. i wrote earlier about how we are to confront people less often than ourselves which i still believe to be true. i struggle very much at this time with a short temper. i struggle with anger. unfortunately i take it out on my kids sometimes. i try to ask forgiveness from them and that is a prayer request for me.&lt;br /&gt;i have come to realize that when you are upset with someone it really needs to be addressed as soon as possible. i was talking to Sharon and i knew she was upset with me about something. i told her you gotta either tell me now or a shrink later. when we bottle stuff up in time it drives us crazy. we either address issues now or go postal later. i think this has a lot to do with my anger issues. i tend to be passive and keep everything inside. if we can address issues with love then hopefully we can keep our sanity. my biggest fear is people with reject what i have to say or pass of my feelings as unimportant.  i find though that if i share my feelings it still helps to let them out. its also good to do this with an "i love you" sandwich where we say "i love you" before and after the change we would like someone to make. this is how i want to be treated when confronted. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke 6:31"&gt;Luke 6:31&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Here are some verses on anger that help me keep myself in check:&lt;br /&gt;"Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret—it leads only to evil."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:8 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=37"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;) (Actually found this one searching for anger)&lt;br /&gt;"A fool gives full vent to his anger, but a wise man keeps himself under control."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:11 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=24&amp;chapter=29"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be quickly provoked in your spirit, for anger resides in the lap of fools." Ecclesiastes 7:9 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=25&amp;chapter=7"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;The more I realize how foolish and destructive it is to give full vent to my anger i realize that self control is a better option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-2148059892470148814?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/2148059892470148814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=2148059892470148814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/2148059892470148814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/2148059892470148814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-or-shrink.html' title='Now or the Shrink'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-3846422351046028989</id><published>2008-10-13T14:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:41:17.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the Conversation Over</title><content type='html'>i have been talking with atheists online and it seems like neither of us really reach any conclusions. i started out by trying to share the Christian point of view but they seem to get frustrated at me as well as i with them. Solomon said there is nothing new under the sun. Atheists have their arguments and Christians have theirs. i believe this is why Jesus said that you will be my witnesses and not my debaters. Ravi stated that people rarely come to Christ through arguments. i think its best for us just to live our lives in front of people instead of trying to convince them with evidence and debate. i was chatting with someone on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; and was very tempted to keep going back to prove myself right. i think it was mainly for my pride instead of God's glory that i continued the conversation. i just wanted to prove myself right and not help them or serve them. i left the group because the conversation was going no where. i think its best just to share with people what Jesus has done and leave the decision with them. i tend to want to white knuckle them and convince them of my position which i don't believe is Biblical (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=62&amp;chapter=2&amp;verse=23"&gt;2 Timothy 2:23&lt;/a&gt;). Be there to answer peoples questions but when it gets antagonistic then i dont believe either of the people in the conversation are open to new ideas. My dad pointed out that an argument is a conversation between two people already convinced of their positions. A discussion is between two people open to new ideas. Jesus means everything to me and i have committed my life to him so i am not open to other religions. i do have a lot to learn. i hope i can seek to be a student. &lt;br /&gt;So if you are a Christian its good to challenge your faith and learn but lets seek to show people who Jesus is more than what we know. If you are not a Christian i hope i can show you that Jesus is real. God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-3846422351046028989?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/3846422351046028989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=3846422351046028989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3846422351046028989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3846422351046028989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-conversation-over.html' title='Is the Conversation Over'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-4918592812089475653</id><published>2008-10-02T22:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:02:15.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible is for me</title><content type='html'>No really not you, me. Ok, ok let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; i am tempted to see what other people need to change about themselves. i tend to play the pharisee and want to moralize all those around me. But the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; is not for you its for me (read that out loud) Its not for you its for me. When i read "When words are many sin is not absent." &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Proverbs 10:19"&gt;Proverbs 10:19&lt;/a&gt; its not for my friend, my neighbor, my mom, my dad or my friend. Its for me. The &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; is speaking to me saying "Ethan (your name here), shut your mouth and listen."&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; will help me read the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; and let it sink into my heart from my head. This is a theory (disclaimer: about to justify path of least resistance from a man who loves it) but i think that 9 times out of 10 &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; meant me to read the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt;and just apply it to my life. Paul confronted Peter on being racist and backing away from the Gentiles. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Galatians 2:11-13"&gt;Galatians 2:11-13&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; confronted the pharisees about being white washed tombs. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;chapter=23&amp;verse=27"&gt;Matthew 23:27&lt;/a&gt;) I think confrontation is necessary but for the most part I believe &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; wants to speak to us and confront us on our actions. &lt;br /&gt;I have had friends in their marriage want to confront their spouse and always talk about their faults. I think the best thing for marriages and relationships in general is to stop pointing fingers at other people and using verses on them. The &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; is sharp, it cuts, and hurts. When i do confront someone with the truth i cut them. i perform heart surgery. Heart surgery is to be done very delicately. Heart surgery is necessary probably about as much as confrontation is. Lets remove the lies in our heads that we always have to be on the offensive. Lets offend ourselves. Lets disobey ourselves and let the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; cut us. I believe if people saw how much we were cut down and lifted &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; up. We could change the world. So lets change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession: After the first draft of this blog post i did change a bunch of pronouns from we to i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This blog post may violate &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ecc 7:18"&gt;Ecclesiastes 7:18&lt;/a&gt;. i guess i am at a point in my life where this is the extreme i swing toward. feel free to confront me if necessary. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession 2: i have not arrived. please pray for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-4918592812089475653?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/4918592812089475653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=4918592812089475653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4918592812089475653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4918592812089475653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/10/bible-is-for-me.html' title='The Bible is for me'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-2906275090646723592</id><published>2008-09-01T00:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:41:40.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Verses</title><content type='html'>Some people have life verses but i think in my case i am going to call them focus verses simply because they keep changing. It looks like they change about once a decade. (this sounds like something out of &lt;a href="http://stufffchristianslike.blogspot.com"&gt;Stuff Christians Like&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:38-39 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=52&amp;chapter=8"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;38For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[a] neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; our &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Lord&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first focus verse i had when i was younger. i really needed to understand &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;'s grace. i really needed to understand how He loved me. i clung to this verse knowing He would cling to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 4:18 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2 cor 4"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;"So we fix our eyes not on what is seen but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse was when i fell in love with philosophy in college. i had a philosophy course at &lt;a href="http://www.liberty.edu"&gt;Liberty University&lt;/a&gt;. it gives a focus of where our eyes should be fixed. It gives an outlook on life. it helps us forget material stuff that doesn't satisfy nor will last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 10:45 (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=48&amp;chapter=10"&gt;Whole Chapter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;"For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i saw the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0988047"&gt;Traitor&lt;/a&gt; with my wife. i have been thinking about this verse before this night but &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0988047"&gt;Traitor&lt;/a&gt; really gave a good glimpse of the peaceful side of the Muslim and &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ian faith. it showed a devout Muslim standing for his beliefs which was the main focus but i do like how it included &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ianity. my wife sometimes questions whether i serve her too much. (quick point on relationships - keeping score is never a good idea.) this verse gives me so much peace. for so long i have been anxious about sharing my faith and building my career. i have heard it said a few times don't just do something stand there. another way to put it is we are called human beings and not human doings. this verse challenges me with my &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Savior&lt;/a&gt;'s mission, namely to serve. if this verse can be the focus of the next decade of my life i think it will dissipate the anxiety and give me a mission. i also have been frustrated with lack of control of my mouth and being angry lately. i've had a short fuse. i think this verse will help me to just be. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; was a servant. ethan is a servant (not on the same level of course). if i can define myself as that than my life will be the &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Gospel&lt;/a&gt; to others and i will not have to be frustrated about what job i have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if God gives me another decade it will be interesting to see where my focus verse goes or maybe it just takes me that long to learn :). i challenge you, my friend. What verse defines you these days? You may just need grace or to lift your eyes to &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;. This maybe a call to start focus verses instead of life verses or maybe &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; has given you a Scripture so precious to hold on to longer than i can. :) either way may &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless your journey through this &lt;a href="http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/08/broken-place.html"&gt;Broken Place&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-2906275090646723592?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/2906275090646723592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=2906275090646723592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/2906275090646723592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/2906275090646723592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-verses.html' title='Life Verses'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-4678808554531045896</id><published>2008-08-05T16:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:42:05.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Broken Place</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i read over previous posts on this blog and think "am i painting an ideal world that is out of reach?" in this post i would like to acknowledge that we live in a broken place. we are cursed with sin. people lie, cheat, steal, and hurt each other. people are abused and abuse. sometimes it just hurts. sometimes we just gotta cry. i guess i look around the landscape of my relationships. i have prejudged people at church. i think they do have it all together until one day i find out they live the broken place to. there is so much hurt. there is so much pain. &lt;br /&gt;i guess i just want to be superman or &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; and just wave a wand and fix it all. i have tried to talk to people on forums and show them &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;. i have tried to live it at work and at home. i just wanted to post this to acknowledge the broken place. i also want to acknowledge that i'm not the &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Savior&lt;/a&gt;. i hope someday i will grasp that. i cant heal everyone's wounds or live up to this ideal some people think i do. i grew up the church and some people have this crazy idea that i have it all together. when its time to reach out to another don't forget the broken place. don't forget the &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Healer&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-4678808554531045896?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/4678808554531045896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=4678808554531045896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4678808554531045896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4678808554531045896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/08/broken-place.html' title='The Broken Place'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-448091283530087685</id><published>2008-07-31T17:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:44:35.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire humility - check blinker</title><content type='html'>As I drive down the interstate every once in awhile I will see someone with their blinker on who is clearly not going to switch lanes any time soon. Of course my natural reaction is to criticize until I remember to check my own blinker. I have in the past been the guy in the car with his blinker on for a series of exits mainly because of loud music. I am not sure where I heard this or if &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; just impressed this on my heart but the best way to maintain humility is when criticism of others flows through your brain check your own life for the same fault. (that was probably a run on so feel free to correct me) Pride is so easily slipped in to our thoughts and fed. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; opposes the proud (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Prov. 3:34"&gt;Proverbs 3:34&lt;/a&gt;) so here is how we can starve it. When I hear someone curse I have to look at my own mouth. When I hear of someone divorcing or criticizing their spouse I need to check my own marriage. When I hear of someone stealing I need to check my bank account. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; keep us humble. You are so great and awesome. &lt;br /&gt;I think if we would show humility more that shouting at people about their sins it would help spread the &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Gospel&lt;/a&gt;. Chris Brown was a youth pastor at &lt;a href="http://www.northside-ministries.org"&gt;Northside Baptist Church&lt;/a&gt; when I attended. He once told the story of a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001504"&gt;Marilyn Manson&lt;/a&gt; concert being visited by a local church. Were they there to protest you make ask? No. What they were there to do was serve Dominoes pizza and sodas to the people waiting in line. That story has so impressed me as to how the Gospel needs to be spread. I think it needs to be spread not by shouting &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ians but serving &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ians. They will know we are Christians by our love. If our neighbors feet were a lot cleaner I bet they would consider visiting our church. Lets get out there with our wash basins and towels (&lt;a href="http://bible.gospelcom.net/cgi-bin/bible?language=english&amp;passage=John+13"&gt;John 13&lt;/a&gt;) brothers and sisters. Put down the mic. Step off the soap box. Buy a smaller &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; and let people read your life. Now to not be a hypocrite, Ethan you do it to. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-448091283530087685?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/448091283530087685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=448091283530087685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/448091283530087685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/448091283530087685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/07/desire-humility-check-blinker.html' title='Desire humility - check blinker'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-2030765598576260584</id><published>2008-06-27T21:03:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:15:16.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am prejudice</title><content type='html'>I recently came to terms with my prejudicial, racist self. I prejudge people all the freaking time. I take one look and size them up. I look at their clothes, hair, piercings, tattoos, teeth, and skin color. I think I am just really lazy. I don't want to sit down and get to know someone (Move: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0429068/"&gt;The Second Chance&lt;/a&gt;). I think this is a common problem that we all share. I think prejudice just boils down to laziness. If we would take the time and sit down and talk to someone we would find out how much like and unlike us they are. We are all human. We all want love and respect. We want to feel valued. We like action, comedy, horror, war, love, peace, and cartoons. People have different tastes but it all boils down to the human experience. I thought about this recently with the whole &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/ae/movies/blog/2008/06/lee_vs_eastwood.html"&gt;Spike Lee/Clint Eastwood&lt;/a&gt; thing. Lee was accusing Eastwood of being racist in his war movies for not having blacks in them. You know what Lee we are all racist. White people size up blacks. Blacks size up whites. Mexicans size up Asians. The list goes on and on. Rodney King once said "Can't we all just get along?" I say to Mr. King that we are sinners. Our current state is racist, hateful, and prejudice. But, Mr. King, if we grab a hold of the hand of &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;, who is love, then yes Mr. King, I believe that we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-2030765598576260584?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/2030765598576260584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=2030765598576260584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/2030765598576260584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/2030765598576260584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-prejudice.html' title='I am prejudice'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-3849823003263347808</id><published>2008-06-27T20:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:01:38.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie Focus</title><content type='html'>There are many things that are true but the lie is that we must focus on them. Is it really wise to fill our minds with the latest negative news? News that's questionable as to the bias it represents. Is it really wise to fill our thoughts with negativity about people? Is it wise to always look at others speck with a plank hanging out of our eyes (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew 7"&gt;Matthew 7&lt;/a&gt;)? I know I struggle with this. When I am hearing something negative about someone or saying something I think "Would they want me to do the same?"(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke 6:31"&gt;Luke 6:31&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;I think the plain battle comes down to truth and lies in our mind. Are the thoughts running through my mind coming from truth or are they lies? If they are "truth", such as focusing on a persons weaknesses, should I let them go or change the subject? We tend to focus on the negative in other people. Our battle is not against other people though. Our battle is against rulers, principalities, and powers of darkness. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians 6"&gt;Ephesians 6&lt;/a&gt;) As my favorite verse goes, "So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal." &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2 Corinthians 4:18"&gt;2 Corinthians 4:18&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;The Word of God challenges us to focus on that which is lovely, pure, and holy. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Philippians 4:8"&gt;Philippians 4:8&lt;/a&gt;. Our flesh tends to focus on the negative and what we don't have. The Spirit of &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; wants us to focus on Him. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; is wonderful, beautiful, powerful, and good. People are made in the image of &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. Everyone has faults. Everyone has triumphs. If you want to hate someone just focus on their faults. If you want to love someone focus on their triumphs. We are all equal at the Cross. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=James 2:10"&gt;James 2:10&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you. Take a step back from your thoughts and watch them go by. Are they lies? Are they truth? Is &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; pleased with them? Out of thought flows action. Lets start the battle at the root. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-3849823003263347808?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/3849823003263347808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=3849823003263347808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3849823003263347808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3849823003263347808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/06/lie-focus.html' title='Lie Focus'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-4494107514209249999</id><published>2008-05-16T18:10:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:15:22.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to hold on to</title><content type='html'>If you are like me you think about your faith a lot. (if you dont you are welcome to read anyway :) i don't know about you but i are tempted to give people the health and wealth &lt;a href="http://successinlife.tv/home.html"&gt;gospel&lt;/a&gt; which is cleary untrue. i want to tell people that &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; will make everything better and everything will be sunshine. i want to tell them all their relationships will be rosy and they skip down their candyland path to all the chocolate goodnes. (i love chocolate) of course &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; promised us trials and tribulations. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=50&amp;chapter=16&amp;verse=33"&gt;John 16:33&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we are tempted to "sell" &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ianity. we want to put it in a nice package with a bow and hand it to everyone on the street. i want to tell people i've got it all together because i am a &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ian. i want to act like i got it all together. my wife and i had a marital adjustment Sunday morning and we didn't make up before church. when we sat next to each other i tried to be affectionate but she would have none of it. i tried to be fake and &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/beautiful"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; called my bluff. Man i wish i could quit this desire to be fake and hold my pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i would tell people who don't know &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; is that He is something i can hold to when the storms of life are raging around me. There have been many times in my life where i felt like i had reached the end or just want to give up. i have been able to turn to &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; as a foundation and source of strength. He has given me a reason to live and serve others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i want to give them something they don't already have. Eternal life isn't so tangible and i want to hand them something now. i am just amazed by &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; as well. He has blessed me so much with the family i have and a job to support them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; is so beautiful, so awesome, so incredible. i guess thats my sales pitch. His blessings are amazing. His &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Word&lt;/a&gt; is true. He is &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. You will be absolutely amazed when you meet Him. i guess my "sales pitch" should revolve around Him, huh? pride is so worthless and destructive. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; please humble me. If you read this far pray that He will continue to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-4494107514209249999?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/4494107514209249999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=4494107514209249999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4494107514209249999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4494107514209249999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-to-hold-on-to.html' title='Something to hold on to'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-376319889783449221</id><published>2008-04-25T21:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:17:45.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Marriage is Hard...</title><content type='html'>Bleed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dances so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Knife in hand&lt;br /&gt;Her speech swings&lt;br /&gt;Opening my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her smile so lovely&lt;br /&gt;I watch her dance&lt;br /&gt;But still I bleed&lt;br /&gt;From her speech &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain rushing in&lt;br /&gt;Wound begins&lt;br /&gt;Pulling her knife back&lt;br /&gt;My love my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you dance&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful I see&lt;br /&gt;A bloody knife dripping&lt;br /&gt;Was once in me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loss of blood revealing&lt;br /&gt;When best friend cuts&lt;br /&gt;The wound I feel is deepening&lt;br /&gt;No healer do I see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drown in the pool&lt;br /&gt;Created by my love&lt;br /&gt;Want to love her deeply &lt;br /&gt;As I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/beautiful"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; my beautiful wife gave me permission to share this poem i wrote her. We were having a conversation one night and she made a comment that just cut to my heart. I at first covered it over because i hate to discuss conflict when the wound is fresh. i told her i was fine. i then did not respond to her im's or email for a few hours. i was at work. i wrote her the above poem because i wanted her to understand how i felt. i didnt just want to say to her "you hurt me." i wanted her to feel how i felt. this is why i think marriage is hard and people give up on it. you love someone so deeply and then when they hurt you its like no pain you have ever felt. i love my wife deeper and deeper each day. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; has given me a wonderful gift in &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/beautiful"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you can use the above poem in your own marriage. Let them know that you still love them deeply but they really cut you when they insult you. i think if we can survive these then we can truly deepen our relationships. Be the &lt;a href="http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/05/number-one-fan.html"&gt;Number One Fan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my wonderful wife - may our years be many and the joy outlast the pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-376319889783449221?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/376319889783449221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=376319889783449221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/376319889783449221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/376319889783449221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-marriage-is-hard.html' title='Why Marriage is Hard...'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-4390037893844823837</id><published>2008-04-17T02:30:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T03:58:13.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe is me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matt%2023"&gt;Matthew 23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I am a pharisee. I have a great fear that our &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ian subculture is a pharisee factory. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; gave me the perfect wife in Sharon. She did not grow up in this subculture and she has an outsiders perspective on the whole issue (more on that later). Where do these thoughts come from? It all started with me and &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ian music. In the 90s my pharisee attitude was towards those who listened to anything but Christian music. I probably wouldn't have admitted it then but now i am in the confession booth.&lt;br /&gt;I know all the right things to say and how a &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;ian should act. I have never taken drugs, never really drank (did try a sip of Daiquiri, didnt like it), and didnt have sex until i was married. I never started out on the party scene. I have gone to church almost every sunday since i was a boy. I try not to swear although i can't say i haven't. For the most part I hold my tongue. You know what all that is? Rubbish. Thats what Paul calls it and he was even better than me. He was the pharisee of the pharisees. He followed all their rules and laws. He was way "better" than me. He considered all of his accomplishments garbage. Excrement. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=phil%203:1-11"&gt;Philippians 3:1-13&lt;/a&gt;)Do you know why? I am finally starting to learn. Every time we put the spot light on our accomplishments it is taken off of &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;.   You know what our nature is? To always bring the spot light to us. &lt;br /&gt;Sharon does point out that I have avoided many of the pit falls that most out of the church fall into. By the grace of &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; Sharon and I were pure until our wedding day. That is awesome but do you know why we were? &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;. Plain and simple. I could have stopped before the name above all names, &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; and then you could have been impressed with me. I can't tell you how many times I was on my knees before Sharon and I were married begging &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; to keep us pure. In my nature I didn't want that. I wanted to have my selfish desires fulfilled right now. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; in His mercy held us back and allowed us to remain pure. We have an awesome marriage. Is it because of Ethan? No way. Is is because of Sharon? No way. It is only by the grace of an all loving, all knowing, all powerful, all merciful &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. We have four wonderful, beautiful children. I can only point up to Heaven and thank &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; for that. &lt;br /&gt;The reason I say our subculture is in danger is because we teach over and over how people are supposed to live their lives. We don't teach how to relate to those of different faiths. I felt like I never knew how to relate with other people that were outside the church. I knew how my life was supposed to be lived but then when I saw other people not living that way my natural response was to judge. I am afraid of "secular" people. I am afraid of "worldy" people. I don't know how to relate to them. Part of the fear comes from knowing my own nature and if i get to know them i will let it dive off the deep end into sin. I think another part of that fear may come from prejudice. I don't know someone very well. I only see their outward appearance and the way they talk. I immediately mark them as secular and pass them off as someone I can not relate to. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; please save me from myself!!! Please pray for me as you read this. I still struggle. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; reached out and touched the prostitute. He loved the tax collectors and sinners. The pharisees were condemning these people and I have stood with them. I have such a great hope in my Lord. They need Him so desperately but not any more than I do. They have sinned and they are broken but no more than I was. Woe is me... as &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; said about the pharisees. He said they were whitewashed tombs. Outside they look so good but inside they are full of dead mens bones. Their cup was clean on the outside but inside full of filthy desires. I am the exact same way. I may have remained pure until my wedding day but I still struggle with lust. I may have never really drank alcohol but I am a glutton. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; was the most harsh to the pharisees. He may not have reached out his hand to me. I probably would have been the one He was angry with. He would have been turning over my table and yelling in my face about how i sell out. Brothers and sisters lets quit judging. Lets tear off our robes and put down our laws. Lets reach out and hug the "sinners" (as we are also). Lets put down hate and prejudice. Lets serve those who don't know Him. Lets wash their feet and carry their burdens. Then my friend, only then, will the &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;Gospel&lt;/a&gt; be preached. Let us stop telling people what we are against and start showing them what we are for. &lt;a href="http://peace.digdis.org"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-4390037893844823837?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/4390037893844823837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=4390037893844823837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4390037893844823837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4390037893844823837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/04/woe-is-me.html' title='Woe is me...'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-3966295776977929528</id><published>2008-04-04T07:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T08:25:00.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is for Losers</title><content type='html'>Song: Jesus is for Losers&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Taylor"&gt;Steve Taylor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Squint-Steve-Taylor/dp/B000002MNY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1207315450&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Squint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1993&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was driven&lt;br /&gt;Driven ahead by some noble ideal&lt;br /&gt;Who took the wheel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was given&lt;br /&gt;Given a glimpse of some glorious road&lt;br /&gt;When was it sold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So caught up in the chase&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;I am stiff-necked and proud&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still play to the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;Pass the compass, please&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;I'm off about a hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was groping&lt;br /&gt;Groping around for some ladder to fame&lt;br /&gt;I am ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;Hoping respect would make a sturdy footstool&lt;br /&gt;I am a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bone-weary every climb&lt;br /&gt;Blindsided every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;I am needy and dry&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;The self-made need not apply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;In a desert crawl&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm so thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're certain&lt;br /&gt;Certain your life is some cosmic mistake&lt;br /&gt;Why do you shake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're certain&lt;br /&gt;Certain that faith is some know-nothing mask&lt;br /&gt;Why do you still ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't grade here on the curve&lt;br /&gt;We both know what we deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you are&lt;br /&gt;Just a wretch like me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;Grace from the blood of a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we are&lt;br /&gt;At a total loss&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;Broken at the foot of the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;Pass the compass, please&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is for losers&lt;br /&gt;I'm off about a hundred degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I am&lt;br /&gt;In a desert crawl&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm so thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song (obviously). It is a great picture of how we need to come to &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Christ&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; obviously was very upset with people who hid behind rules and laws to lift themselves up (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;chapter=23"&gt;Matthew 23&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; says come to me as a child believing and humble (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;chapter=18&amp;verse=3"&gt;Matthew 18:3&lt;/a&gt;). That is the only way to approach &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. If you don't think you need &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; then you are not ready for &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=66&amp;chapter=4&amp;verse=6"&gt;James 4:6&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; please continue to humble me so I can approach You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-3966295776977929528?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/3966295776977929528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=3966295776977929528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3966295776977929528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/3966295776977929528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/04/jesus-is-for-losers.html' title='Jesus is for Losers'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-7534779626485047131</id><published>2008-03-01T22:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:51:14.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous Kind</title><content type='html'>Song: Jealous Kind&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://www.jarsofclay.com"&gt;Jars of Clay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Who We Are Instead&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2003&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i built another temple to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;i gave away my heart to the rushing wind&lt;br /&gt;i set my course to run right into danger&lt;br /&gt;i sought the company of fools instead of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;you know i've been unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;with lovers in lines&lt;br /&gt;while you're turning over tables&lt;br /&gt;with the rage of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;i chose the gallows to the aisle&lt;br /&gt;thought that love would never find&lt;br /&gt;hanging ropes will never keep you&lt;br /&gt;and your love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryin' to jump away from rock that keeps on spreading&lt;br /&gt;for solace in the shift of the sinking sand&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather feel the pain all too familiar&lt;br /&gt;than be broken by a lover i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;'cause i don't understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind, yeah&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hundred other lovers, more, one hundred other altars&lt;br /&gt;if i should slow my pace and finally subject me to grace&lt;br /&gt;and love that shames the wise&lt;br /&gt;betrays the hearts deceit and lies&lt;br /&gt;and breaks the back of foolish pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;love of a jealous kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be one of my favorite songs of all time. It is definitely in my top ten (thats another blog post). What I love about this song is the exposing of our sin nature. We have all essentially committed adultery against our Maker. "Lovers in lines" are all apart of all of our lives. Jesus turns the tables for us in His anger and in His great love. No matter how many times we find ourselves that lost sheep He welcomes us with open arms though His rage is great against sin. My heart screams "How could He love me?" after finding me in bed with yet another idol. I then look to the Cross as a pool of my tears fill. Thank you &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; that Your mercy is so great towards a sinner. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%206"&gt;Isaiah 6&lt;/a&gt; is beautiful. I think every Christian should have at least one &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%206"&gt;Isaiah 6&lt;/a&gt; experience where we come before God saying Woe is me I am undone. As &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; cleans us let us say "Here am I"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-7534779626485047131?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/7534779626485047131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=7534779626485047131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/7534779626485047131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/7534779626485047131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/03/jealous-kind.html' title='Jealous Kind'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-7226242295043428672</id><published>2008-02-27T20:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:09:50.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>Song: I Need You&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://www.jenivarnadeau.com"&gt;Jeni Varnadeau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/No-Hesitation-Jeni-Varnadeau/dp/B00000FXK6"&gt;No Hesitation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1998&lt;br /&gt;Label: Pamplin&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;Can’t live all alone&lt;br /&gt;I’m helpless by myself&lt;br /&gt;You lend me a hand&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;and somehow get me through&lt;br /&gt;It’s apparent to me&lt;br /&gt;(and I’m sure you can see)&lt;br /&gt;I’m a woman in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I need more time&lt;br /&gt;I need more money&lt;br /&gt;I need more advice&lt;br /&gt;I need more love&lt;br /&gt;I need another chance&lt;br /&gt;an open hand&lt;br /&gt;I need more grace&lt;br /&gt;and a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I need happiness&lt;br /&gt;I need an escape&lt;br /&gt;I need more peace&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel safe&lt;br /&gt;And what this all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;Is I need YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to do it well&lt;br /&gt;But know that I would fail&lt;br /&gt;If you weren’t there to help&lt;br /&gt;You, you show me where to go&lt;br /&gt;and say what I need to know&lt;br /&gt;and you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;It’s apparent in me&lt;br /&gt;(and I’m sure you can see)&lt;br /&gt;I’m a woman in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: I need more time, I need more money&lt;br /&gt;I need more advice, I need more love&lt;br /&gt;I need another chance, an open hand&lt;br /&gt;I need more grace and a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I need security, stablility&lt;br /&gt;I need more space, and I need more sleep&lt;br /&gt;And what this all comes down to&lt;br /&gt;Is I need YOU &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see again that in our culture everything is screaming from everywhere that we need something other than God. I know these thoughts race through my mind all the time. I need more time, money, advice, etc and then I will be complete. The catch is that these thoughts just repeat themselves until I am worn out and have to turn again to Jesus. Jesus is our all in all. God please help me to seek first your kingdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-7226242295043428672?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/7226242295043428672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=7226242295043428672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/7226242295043428672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/7226242295043428672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-6527238551451771361</id><published>2008-02-26T22:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:18:44.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>Song: Pain&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grammatrain"&gt;Grammatrain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Flying&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1997&lt;br /&gt;Label: &lt;a href="http://www.forefrontrecords.com"&gt;Forefront Records&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Hard Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could say i am a perfect man&lt;br /&gt;i wish sometimes that i would not be who i am&lt;br /&gt;one day i decided i would think on this,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing if faith and pain could co-exist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i ever on my own conceive&lt;br /&gt;of someone i did not know, but i need?&lt;br /&gt;i must be made to be at peace and communion&lt;br /&gt;'cause there must be some place somehow from where I have fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;i find through every ounce of pain i feel&lt;br /&gt;that my mind cannot deny that God is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inconsistency of what i say i should be&lt;br /&gt;compared to what i am in actuallity&lt;br /&gt;leaves me in conclusion that i know the way&lt;br /&gt;though i am unable to always obey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing in this world has satisfied&lt;br /&gt;my soul's hunger for a deeper life&lt;br /&gt;the weight of my misdeeds were crushing, blinding me&lt;br /&gt;i still live with pain inside but now i see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Solo -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pieces of my life are scattered on the floor&lt;br /&gt;i stared at them till i could take no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not deserve to be set free&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness is what i despereately need&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for the perfect blood was shed&lt;br /&gt;would i not be dead inside but i live now instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chorus (2x) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my faith's still here&lt;br /&gt;believe through all my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has really great philosophical lyrics. My favorite line is "how could i ever on my own conceive of someone i did not know, but i need?" It makes you think that God is not someone that could be designed by humans. Christianity is not a religion that humans accept. We want a religion that we are in control of. We want a list of dos and don'ts. We want a formula we can follow to get to God. Christianity does not offer that. God reached down to us telling us that we need Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song portrays a growing disatisfication with self. This disatisfaction gives us evidence that there must be something more. There must be something outside of us. The song shows us that pain should lead us to God and not away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-6527238551451771361?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/6527238551451771361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=6527238551451771361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/6527238551451771361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/6527238551451771361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2008/02/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-8748710793103045151</id><published>2007-09-30T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:11:32.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Must Be Repeated</title><content type='html'>I worked with the youth at my &lt;a href="http://www.therocc.com"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; for quite awhile. Through the birth of my children  and family responsibilities I have had to step down. One of the thoughts in the back of my mind is that I also felt like I was saying the same things over and over. Pondering this thought some more led me to realize that the &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Truth&lt;/a&gt; must be repeated because thats what lies do. We see over and over every day in flashy ads that we need stuff. Thats a lie. We hear over and over in movies and tv shows that we need microwave relationships.  (Being were you jump in and out to your liking). Thats a lie. Billboards also tell me I need stuff. Ads tell me I need to look younger. These items also imply that I need more money and to look better. Lies, lies, and more lies. The news tells me that the enemy is winning. Possibly but we all know &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Who&lt;/a&gt; wins. Lately I have turned the radio station or muted the volume on the tv when these ads came on. The reason being is that they are trying to sell me something I don't really need. They are trying to make me discontent when the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt; says that Godliness plus contentment equals great gain(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=61&amp;chapter=6&amp;verse=6"&gt;1 Timothy 6:6&lt;/a&gt;). They are trying to tell me I need a bigger house when the Son of Man had no where to lay His head(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;chapter=8&amp;verse=20"&gt;Matthew 8:20&lt;/a&gt;). They are telling me to trust in myself when Proverbs says that he who trusts in himself is a fool(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=24&amp;chapter=28&amp;verse=26"&gt;Proverbs 28:26&lt;/a&gt;). The truth must be repeated. That is why we go to &lt;a href="http://www.therocc.com"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;. That is why we read the &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Truth&lt;/a&gt; must be repeated and shout longer and louder than any lies in our lives. People say I have heard it all. Well my brother you need to hear it again lest the lies that you hear during the week overcome. They may overcome and deceive. I challenge you and me to look at your media diet. Do you know who is lying to you? Do you know when you are being deceived? Do you allow the Truth to be repeated to you or just lies? Take some lies out of your media diet. A good place to start is &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Word&lt;/a&gt;. A great web site to check out is &lt;a href="http://www.oneplace.com"&gt;OnePlace.com&lt;/a&gt;. Feed the &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Truth&lt;/a&gt; in your mind. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=proverbs1"&gt;Proverbs&lt;/a&gt; says to get wisdom. It also says to buy the truth and do not sell it. Run after Truth my friends and please Pray for me as I seek to do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-8748710793103045151?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/8748710793103045151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=8748710793103045151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/8748710793103045151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/8748710793103045151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/09/truth-must-be-repeated.html' title='The Truth Must Be Repeated'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-4231417059842741600</id><published>2007-09-26T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:15:28.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a Baby</title><content type='html'>Inspired by the infamous baby &lt;a href="http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007 Luke"&gt;Luke&lt;/a&gt;. With every child that has been born I have been reminded that I really need to be more of a baby. I need to rest in the arms of &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. I need to cry to &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt; when I am need. I need to ask him to clean up my mess. I need to be completely dependent on &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt; for everything. When I watch &lt;a href="http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007 Luke"&gt;Luke&lt;/a&gt; sleep in my arms he is so at peace. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; stated that we need to come to &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt; as a child. Reach little arms and stretch for your &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Savior&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;He&lt;/a&gt; is your hope. I also feel like a child sometimes in an adult body. I feel like a little boy trying to fill all these responsibilities that come my way. I just need to cry out and let my &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Daddy&lt;/a&gt; know that I can not do it. I know He can. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-4231417059842741600?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/4231417059842741600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=4231417059842741600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4231417059842741600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/4231417059842741600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/09/be-baby.html' title='Be a Baby'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-8471702377710215291</id><published>2007-09-21T15:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T15:50:15.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside of Us</title><content type='html'>I recently had a conversation with a colleague at work who stated to be that he believes in himself. He had been disillusioned by the church. One argument I was thinking about is that every need we have is met by something outside of ourselves. When we are hungry we have to place food in our bodies. When we are lonely we search for a relationship in another. When we are tired we search for a place to lay down. When we are cold we need a blanket. How does this translate to our spiritual needs.  What do we do when we are empty? When our heart longs for something more out of life, where do we go? Of course I find my hope in Jesus Christ. Our spiritual hunger like our physical hunger can only be met by something outside of ourselves. Unfortunately, I did not challenge my colleague's thoughts on philosophy. I do pray for him all the time. He must be hungry and his hunger can only be filled by &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-8471702377710215291?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/8471702377710215291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=8471702377710215291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/8471702377710215291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/8471702377710215291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/09/outside-of-us.html' title='Outside of Us'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-8181192728649917726</id><published>2007-06-19T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:36:59.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Allowing Control</title><content type='html'>People give a lot of reasons for not wanting to believe in or follow &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.beavas.com"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt; thought about this as my wife was driving the other day. &lt;a href="http://www.beavas.com"&gt;I&lt;/a&gt; imagine its like putting &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; in the drivers seat of your life. If you think about it the next time you are in the passenger seat think about someone having your very life in their hands. I obviously was fine with my wife having my life in her hands because she loves me. Think about how much more God loves you. You put your life in the hands of other people all the time. When you cross the street, ride in a car, or fly in a plane. Think of all the times you have put your life in the hands of people who don't even know your name. Now lets turn to &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; who not only knows our name but counts the very hairs on our head (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=mat10:29-31"&gt;Matthew 10:29-31&lt;/a&gt;). Can i lift my foot over the edge and jump into &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;His&lt;/a&gt; arms? Can I trust &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt;? A resounding yes comes from my lips but sometimes a tremble of fear still emanates from my heart. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; please let me and all who read this have a heart that match our lips. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-8181192728649917726?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/8181192728649917726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=8181192728649917726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/8181192728649917726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/8181192728649917726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/06/allowing-control.html' title='Allowing Control'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-88248580397942950</id><published>2007-05-12T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:48:54.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Number One Fan</title><content type='html'>Everyone needs a number one fan. Why is it that one man and one woman come together? Why can't we have multiple partners going from person to person? My conclusion is that &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; designed us to have a number one fan. Everyone needs someone in their life that will look at their faults and their triumphs. Everyone needs someone who will take the whole of the person as they are. If we go from person to person waiting until we see their failures and then move on then we will not be doing unto others as we want done to us (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=luke%206:31&amp;version=31"&gt;Luke 6:31&lt;/a&gt;). Our society presents jumping in and out of relationships as the norm and the standard. While we want to go deep with a person quickly, relationships take time to develop and we need someone in our life that is constant like &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; is to us. For singles this may apply to just a friend but in romantic relationships marriage is a symbol of accepting someone unconditionally as &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; does to us.  To move from one relationship to the other with no depth or just sexual interest is both selfish and most destructive. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; has given me Sharon. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; blessed us by helping us remain pure until our wedding day. Our first kiss was also on our wedding day as well. We made it! I am so excited to share that. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; helped us to respect each other from the very beginning. We also have been privileged to have never deeply insult one another with our words. There have been times of anger and some hurt feelings but &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; has helped us to hold on to the respect that we had for one another when we were dating. It makes our marriage great. Too many people lose that respect in relationships and in their marriage. I encourage you to find your number one fan if you have not already. If you have a number one fan and right now it doesn't seem that way, seek to get back the respect you once had for each other. Guys open her door and write her a poem. Girls remind him of what a handsome guy you married. Build the respect back. Be the number one fan you were, bring it to the present. May your number one fan cheer you until the finish line. That is the way &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; meant it to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-88248580397942950?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/88248580397942950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=88248580397942950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/88248580397942950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/88248580397942950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/05/number-one-fan.html' title='Number One Fan'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-7457185306135870776</id><published>2007-05-04T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:43:45.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanuts on the Floor</title><content type='html'>Wise words were once given to my mother-in-law - "Don't get mad grab the camera." That may be revealing as to how often we get mad as to the number of pictures are on my web site :) Just kidding. My main thought now is leaning towards the peanuts on the floor. The main culprit in peanuts being spread across our living room floor is our Sammy. My first reaction is to get upset and want to get on him about it but when I sit back and reflect someday there will be no peanuts on our floor. Someday our house will be silent. There will be no one to jump on the couch or spill a drink on the kitchen floor. There will be no fish sticks to step on that Elaina did not want. I won't be able to hear Andy's latest idea on the fun things we can do. Our children will be off living their own life. I often pray to &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; that I do not miss their childhood's. Andy, Sammy, and Elaina have only been given to me for a short time. So I pray again. I bow my head and plead with my &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Heavenly Father&lt;/a&gt; that as His child I can hope to be a decent father. I plead with &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;Him&lt;/a&gt; that I will not miss the beauty of my children. So I say let the peanuts fly. Let them get stuck between my toes and bring pain to my feet. It is a sign that my Sammy is still there. Let the food fall to the floor. My Elaina is still here. Let the talking never end. My Andy is still here. Soon they will pass through my front door rarely to return. It also reminds me of a poem that said something to the effect of "You will tell them to be quiet and they will, You will tell them to be calm and they will. You will tell them to clean up and they will. You will tell them to grow up and they will." Today I get to hold them someday to let go. So I bow my head again and pray I will love them and serve them while they are with me. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-7457185306135870776?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/7457185306135870776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=7457185306135870776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/7457185306135870776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/7457185306135870776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/05/peanuts-on-floor-wise-words-were-once.html' title='Peanuts on the Floor'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-9120592166557645931</id><published>2007-04-12T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:42:54.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin is Ugly Forgiveness is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>I have found &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;God's&lt;/a&gt; grace at the bottom of the rope towards the end of myself. The worst struggle I have had in my life was a struggle with pornography. There I found my heart to be twisted and ugly. I was totally depraved. I was trapped. I could not get out. My sin was very disgusting. It destroyed my mind filling it with all kinds of deceit and lies. I found that forgiveness is beautiful. I found this forgiveness on a blood stained &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Cross&lt;/a&gt; where my &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Savior&lt;/a&gt; bled for me. The sick need a doctor. The desperate need hope and a &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Savior&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; found me at the end of myself towards the bottom of my rope. He rescued me and I am forever grateful. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; is good. Praise His Holy Name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-9120592166557645931?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/9120592166557645931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=9120592166557645931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/9120592166557645931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/9120592166557645931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/04/sin-is-ugly-forgiveness-is-beautiful-i.html' title='Sin is Ugly Forgiveness is Beautiful'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-116801238462406819</id><published>2007-01-05T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:44:28.128-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus wants us to dance</title><content type='html'>"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery." Galations 5:1 &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;Bible Gateway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times people try to make us in their image but God have given us a beautiful individualism. We are created in the image of the creator. Dance my friend. Move your feet and please ignore the stares. You are free. Sing my friend and ignore those covering their ears. Your Father's ear is bent and uncovered. He wants to hear your praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people out there, modern day pharisees. They will tell you how to dress, what  Bible to read, and what music to listen to. They will tell you that Jesus wants you to do this but not to do that. They will enslave you to look like them, talk like them, and walk like them. They hold the keys to your prison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others who may not be Christians or claim Christ. They will tell you how to walk. They will tell you what to wear. They will tell you what music to listen to and what movies to watch. They will tell you what they want to hear. They hold the keys to your prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will give you rules and guides to live by. We should be moral and serve others. But He summed up the law and the prophets in this. Love God and Love your neighbor as yourself. Beyond those two commands there is freedom. Freedom to dance and sing. Freedom to paint what you want to paint. Freedom to walk out in his glorious nature and breathe in life. Jesus rules give life. Mans rules bring slavery and death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you as you dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-116801238462406819?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/116801238462406819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=116801238462406819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/116801238462406819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/116801238462406819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2007/01/jesus-wants-us-to-dance-it-is-for.html' title='Jesus wants us to dance'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-114907977994351423</id><published>2006-05-30T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:44:58.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Source of Worth</title><content type='html'>Peoples opinions do not change my worth.  My worth is a constant thing. It is defined by the opinion of my God. His opinion is fact. I tend to be a people pleaser.  I say yes many times to obligations and to bring smiles to faces.  In the end I call them to say nevermind yours is now a frown. &lt;br /&gt;Peoples attitudes do not change my worth.  When they are upset with me my worth is still a constant. Jesus sees me as priceless.  He died for me and continues to serve me with his love and power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-114907977994351423?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/114907977994351423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=114907977994351423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114907977994351423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114907977994351423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2006/05/peoples-opinions-do-not-change-my.html' title='The Source of Worth'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-114791621497316762</id><published>2006-05-17T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:45:25.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Idols</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com"&gt;Dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; defines worship as ardent devotion or admiration. Where does our devotion and admiration focus on these days? Is it not the actors, rock stars, and corporate ceo's?  Do we not admire them and throw our money in their general direction?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the object of our worship?  The finger points right in the mirror. To quote the infamous Kurt Cobain - "Here we are now, entertain us." Some times I find myself chasing entertainment from DVD's, theaters, or just toys.  These idols sit all over our houses and in our minds.  How do we tear them down?  Truth from our wonderful &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;SAVIOR&lt;/a&gt;.  He states that thieves break in and steal.  Moth and rust destroy as well those things we hold dear.  So the question is can moth, rust, or theives touch what we worship? (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%206:19-21;&amp;version=31;"&gt;Matthew 6:19-21&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we looking to for running our lives?  What are we looking to for fulfillment? Is it in a person with a lot of money?  Is it in a world that takes us away from our own? Is  &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;JESUS&lt;/a&gt; the center of what we do?  These are questions I am posing to us, the church. Do we look different from anyone else or does our ardent devotion and affection aim for something lower than our  &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;SAVIOR&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice that whenever I don't feel fulfilled I will think about movies or maybe my relationship with my wife.  I might think that I need to hang out with some friends and have some fun. When all of these things don't fully satisfy then and only then it seems do I remember  &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com"&gt;JESUS&lt;/a&gt;.  Pray for me and ask for me to pray for you that our devotion and affection will be for the ONE who loved us first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-114791621497316762?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/114791621497316762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=114791621497316762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114791621497316762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114791621497316762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2006/05/americas-idols-dictionary.html' title='America&apos;s Idols'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-114745097086306928</id><published>2006-05-12T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:46:15.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem</title><content type='html'>the silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is heard&lt;br /&gt;when hope drained&lt;br /&gt;bend your ear&lt;br /&gt;to sounds of pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when focus down&lt;br /&gt;i give no sound&lt;br /&gt;look for a smile&lt;br /&gt;see a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a song&lt;br /&gt;is heard again&lt;br /&gt;when hope is lifted&lt;br /&gt;and i find a FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS my love&lt;br /&gt;has opend my lips&lt;br /&gt;to sing a song&lt;br /&gt;no silent grip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;to my king&lt;br /&gt;again HIS song&lt;br /&gt;is the one i sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be a singer&lt;br /&gt;is what i long for&lt;br /&gt;no more silence&lt;br /&gt;sing for my LORD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-114745097086306928?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/114745097086306928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=114745097086306928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114745097086306928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114745097086306928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2006/05/silent-nothing-is-heard-when-hope.html' title='A Poem'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-114484721458049180</id><published>2006-04-12T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T12:46:53.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfishness Redefined</title><content type='html'>"Concerned chiefly or only with oneself: “Selfish men were... trying to make capital for themselves out of the sacred cause of human rights” (Maria Weston Chapman). "&lt;br /&gt;"Arising from, characterized by, or showing selfishness: a selfish whim"&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://wwww.dictionary.com/"&gt;dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; these are the two definitions for the word selfishness. I believe that the word selfish or selfishness should be redefined to include that doing for one's self involves doing for others.  If we were really concerned for ourselves we would worship &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; with our lives and serve others before ourselves. When we are mistakenly concerned with just ourselves that should be defined as death. When are main concern is just to please our selves then we are not doing life for ourselves we are working toward spiritual death.&lt;br /&gt;  Our primary concern according to &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;Scripture&lt;/a&gt; is to please our &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Creator&lt;/a&gt;.  Let &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;His&lt;/a&gt; smile be the one we seek first.  We should also seek the smile of those around us second.  We obviously can not please everyone so if there's is a frown and &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;'s is a smile then we are doing right. If we could grasp the mindset that solely running for our own self and stepping on others is death to ourselves and not doing for our self I think the deception would not trip us up.&lt;br /&gt;  We must not neglect caring for our needs. We have a responsibility to keep up our health and well being.  These desires are good.  The desires that are evil are the desires to built an idol to self and for us to be our only focus. I've heard a relevant acronym for joy. Jesus Others and then you last.  I have the tendency to try to run after others "needs" and neglect myself so I must step carefully here.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33 states to seek first the kingdom of &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; and all these things will be added. The context of this section speaks of not worrying about the needs of your life. &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt; is going to take care of us.&lt;br /&gt;  As I think through this maybe it would be wiser to define selfishness as death. They are one in the same. I would like our mindset to change that when we see our mind only thinking about our concerns that we walk towards death instead of the abundant life that our &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Savior&lt;/a&gt; gives.&lt;br /&gt;  Let your mind be renewed by truth.  Let our thoughts always press toward &lt;a href="http://peace.beavas.com/"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; the author and finisher of our faith.  He took our pain and that was the ultimate example of unselfishness or maybe undeathness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-114484721458049180?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/114484721458049180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=114484721458049180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114484721458049180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114484721458049180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2006/04/selfishness-redefined-concerned.html' title='Selfishness Redefined'/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588133.post-114174161959723180</id><published>2006-03-07T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T08:27:21.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't forget to check out all the latest on the Beaver Family at &lt;a href="http://www.beavas.com"&gt;Beavas.com!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588133-114174161959723180?l=rodentsreview.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/feeds/114174161959723180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588133&amp;postID=114174161959723180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114174161959723180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588133/posts/default/114174161959723180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rodentsreview.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-forget-to-check-out-all-latest-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ethan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03826150600828864905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.beavas.com/Pictures/2007/0319%20Discovery%20Center/Taking%20a%20picture%20of%20myself.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
