<?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-38713206</id><updated>2011-07-07T23:56:01.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trellis</title><subtitle type='html'>Trellis is a wooden or metal structure to support growing vines...        
may these thoughts and musings be a support to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-8331598266961710921</id><published>2010-07-15T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:50:07.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Mothership</title><summary type='text'>The mothership being the Anaheim Vineyard... and I being at the Regional Pastors Conference. So much going on and so much of the time all I can do is listen. From the tensions of being a Pastor there is the constant reminder of this being so much more then a job or even a vocation. It is really a life to be given away. There is truly so much out there, so much to be done and yet my job is this. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/8331598266961710921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=8331598266961710921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8331598266961710921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8331598266961710921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2010/07/at-mothership.html' title='At the Mothership'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/TD90dA_9a0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/OZgI-feZkxI/s72-c/090831mothership.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-2488345530954366066</id><published>2010-04-15T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:41:32.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><summary type='text'>
Working with Christians can be hazardous to your mental health! I surf the web and find more gossip and back biting in the name of right doctrine, and honestly, it get's old. Right doctrine doesn't get old, people ranting about any person agenda or opinion, and then spraying a little "Jesus Theory",  or famous (out of context) theologian quote, over it and all of a sudden, their (usually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/2488345530954366066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=2488345530954366066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2488345530954366066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2488345530954366066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2010/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/S8fKEFiwjmI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3Q4T0VRGLfY/s72-c/3086612398_76d1b71780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-9114810155949388159</id><published>2010-03-06T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:56:32.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought...</title><summary type='text'>“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/9114810155949388159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=9114810155949388159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/9114810155949388159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/9114810155949388159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2010/03/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/S5M_9m-tVBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/dfL9ijaCWqI/s72-c/River+03+-+Normal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-7935885422038943944</id><published>2010-02-26T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:15:08.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beliefs do play out...</title><summary type='text'>It seems that if we practice what we believe then the core of what we believe can be seen in the practices we express in our faith every day, or in crisis. So if we love our fellow man, we express love by serving, meeting needs and so forth. Yet it is interesting to see how a religious system lives out it's values. One of the more interesting observations was made recently by the BBC in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/7935885422038943944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=7935885422038943944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7935885422038943944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7935885422038943944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2010/02/beliefs-do-play-out.html' title='Beliefs do play out...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/S4icKZ6Yq6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/8Sw9nG7fVRg/s72-c/dirty-hands-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-7150282989440636198</id><published>2010-02-09T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:06:24.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Signs...</title><summary type='text'>I read Hosea and all I can say is this... though I have been through a lot I couldn't do that. Marry a prostitute, have my kids named after 3 curses, all of those said children from different fathers DURING OUR MARRIAGE and then woo  and charm her back into a love relationship.

But this isn't us... these passages are never about me, my soul's infidelity, nope, it's about someone else, has to be.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/7150282989440636198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=7150282989440636198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7150282989440636198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7150282989440636198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2010/02/divine-signs.html' title='The Divine Signs...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/S3Ja13LtyVI/AAAAAAAAAH0/VIihtEdeH6w/s72-c/Melting_Love__by_HeroHosami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-1448135187248651</id><published>2009-12-22T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:21:13.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent 2009</title><summary type='text'>



I was reading USA today (usually I find myself avoiding the local the paper, which I affectionately call... "the fish wrap") and came across this headline "Some in $4.6B Christian industry copy designs, logos" an article about the christian "knockoff / copycat" logo industry... here's the link  http://www.usatoday.com/news/religion/2009-12-18-christian-copyright_N.htm


It's a sell out... of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/1448135187248651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=1448135187248651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1448135187248651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1448135187248651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/12/advent-2009.html' title='Advent 2009'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SzFFldxucgI/AAAAAAAAAHs/n0bjXiNUxqI/s72-c/AClogo_vertical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-8786685602159104460</id><published>2009-10-15T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:55:28.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asked</title><summary type='text'>I am asked a lot by folks who want to grow in faith "What do I need to do to be _______?"... I usually reply well, what are you doing to grow? That is where the answer is. I see many people as wanting to grow big but not dying to the things that make them big. In the years I coached football the hardest thing to see was players with talent but no work ethic. The lack of persistent work and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/8786685602159104460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=8786685602159104460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8786685602159104460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8786685602159104460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/10/asked.html' title='asked'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-4585146432837715889</id><published>2009-09-21T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:33:43.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walk</title><summary type='text'>It’s been a while since I’ve posted; yes I suck as a blogger and it has been good. During this time off  there is a song by Jackson Browne that has been a bit of a theme.  “Well I’ve been out walking. I don’t do that much talking these days, these days.  These days I seem to think a lot about the things that I forgot to do, and all of the chances I’ve had to.”  &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/4585146432837715889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=4585146432837715889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/4585146432837715889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/4585146432837715889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/09/walk.html' title='walk'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SrgJglvgU1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/R0vq-AkTtXY/s72-c/cr15372002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-2883845428598931385</id><published>2009-03-03T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:26:13.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cup of right</title><summary type='text'>There are moments when we get things right. Not just do the right thing but be the right person in that context of doing the right thing. I had s chance to be a part of that when as a group we came together to bring to the community a conversation on fair trade coffee. Starbucks was gracious enough to brew not just our their coffee but all the fair trade brews; as well as host some great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/2883845428598931385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=2883845428598931385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2883845428598931385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2883845428598931385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/03/cup-of-right.html' title='Cup of right'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/Sa2Mg90CtQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/CmDE3fpM0Ms/s72-c/th_Love_Music_by_Kateri12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-5529358714581355724</id><published>2009-01-19T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:38:04.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting quote 4</title><summary type='text'>A people that values its privileges above its principles soon loses both.- Dwight D. Eisenhower</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/5529358714581355724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=5529358714581355724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5529358714581355724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5529358714581355724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/01/interesting-quote-4.html' title='Interesting quote 4'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SXS5zP143XI/AAAAAAAAAG8/vV0ygpHqTEk/s72-c/m198130600050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-5770313375991250651</id><published>2009-01-08T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:24:22.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Quote 3</title><summary type='text'> Hastiness and superficiality are the psychic diseases of the 20th century, and more than anywhere else this disease is reflected in the press.  Alexander Solzhenitsyn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/5770313375991250651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=5770313375991250651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5770313375991250651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5770313375991250651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/01/interesting-quote-3.html' title='Interesting Quote 3'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-1774188515346245408</id><published>2009-01-05T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:46:28.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walked away</title><summary type='text'>It was just another quick stop for a cup of coffee when I bumped into an old friend. First it was a great exchange of pleasantries when she just seemed different. I asked what was going on and in one of those "you know that you know" moments I asked her where she was in her faith journey. She had just converted! From Christianity! I could just feel my heart sink in my chest from her words as she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/1774188515346245408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=1774188515346245408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1774188515346245408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1774188515346245408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2009/01/walked-away.html' title='walked away'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SWKXvjbW6SI/AAAAAAAAAGw/u-JP-JTbkPw/s72-c/Fading_away_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-4855847812830076800</id><published>2008-12-10T16:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:14:56.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I stole this story from Phil.    Often times, our point of view says more about us than it does the circumstance upon which we are commenting…   A young couple moves into a new neighborhood. The next morning while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hanging the wash outside. “That laundry is not very clean”, she said. “She doesn’t know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/4855847812830076800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=4855847812830076800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/4855847812830076800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/4855847812830076800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-stole-this-story-from-phil.html' title=''/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SUBbWHWvauI/AAAAAAAAAGo/hHdMs2l7TBA/s72-c/December__s_Splendor_by_aquapell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-6825640714056261965</id><published>2008-11-20T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T11:24:24.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Question</title><summary type='text'>The last post generated a great question that led me to some thinking and questioning... "Hey Rick... stopped by and saw this. I get where you are coming from, you made clear points about how to not go about "choosing" a church to attend. But how should we go about choosing a church to attend. No matter which one we attend, you are actually attend ONE church. That aside though, how should we go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/6825640714056261965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=6825640714056261965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6825640714056261965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6825640714056261965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-question.html' title='Good Question'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SSZXs5_N1MI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AWgr64voTvM/s72-c/Praise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-519052233183327847</id><published>2008-11-11T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:40:21.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Bandstand, American Idol, or American Idolatry?</title><summary type='text'>American Bandstand was a great show to watch when I was a kid. If was the cool kids dancing around then they would come up and tell you what made the song cool. It had a good beat, you cold dance to it... I give it a 91! Well that's the music business and pleasing the consumer is what it's all about. American Idol has taken the evaluation of talent to a whole other level. It seems like people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/519052233183327847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=519052233183327847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/519052233183327847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/519052233183327847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/11/american-bandstand-american-idol-or.html' title='American Bandstand, American Idol, or American Idolatry?'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SRqi_GP-luI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L5Ug1F7oNtU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-1088759255408021735</id><published>2008-11-09T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:24:09.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Quote</title><summary type='text'>“Nothing in this world can take the place of persistence.Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful people with talent.Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb.Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts.Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent."Calvin Coolidge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/1088759255408021735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=1088759255408021735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1088759255408021735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1088759255408021735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/11/interesting-quote.html' title='Interesting Quote'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SRe3Xx5GdhI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YCoKN2i4qxA/s72-c/images-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-7209057861979829409</id><published>2008-09-26T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:04:07.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indulgences...</title><summary type='text'>I remember being in high school history and learning about the Roman Catholic indulgences, the practice of priests forgiving sins for money, or favors, and usually wealthy people  thinking they are getting out of some punishment in purgatory or Hell. This practice was so offensive that it was one of the core reforms of the Protestant reformation. While today after five hundred or so years we look</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/7209057861979829409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=7209057861979829409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7209057861979829409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7209057861979829409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/09/indulgences.html' title='Indulgences...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SOWjIvxGMbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sp04koA5Ed4/s72-c/250px-Jeorg_Breu_Elder_A_Question_to_a_Mintmaker_c1500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-485924144747666751</id><published>2008-05-25T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:16:18.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive &amp; Forget</title><summary type='text'>When you here the words forgive the words are so much more loaded than we are ready to accept. Is the heart of forgiveness to really forget? I see that as the easy out… instead you should probably say I just don’t care about you just let me move on. Here’s why. Forgetting is dismissing the events or issues that led to a hurt, offense or misunderstanding. I would see the bulk of scripture speaking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/485924144747666751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=485924144747666751' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/485924144747666751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/485924144747666751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/05/forgive-forget.html' title='Forgive &amp; Forget'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SDo5YSonJYI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UcOofQNrDVE/s72-c/qe_welcomebanner_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-6849658611922104199</id><published>2008-05-05T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:21:04.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting quote</title><summary type='text'>THE BONHOEFFER QUOTE:“The person who loves their dream of community will destroy community - even if their intentions are ever so earnest - but the person who loves those around them will create community.”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/6849658611922104199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=6849658611922104199' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6849658611922104199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6849658611922104199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/05/interesting-quote.html' title='Interesting quote'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SB_4rWqKWEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FUZ0UD11TYM/s72-c/6a00d8341c824753ef00e5522781cf8834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-6791710509995659718</id><published>2008-05-01T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:07:27.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days, Three Kings, a river and Becoming Human</title><summary type='text'>On my retreat I was reminded of how much I need the rhythm of my life to be in a cycle of renewal. I used to ride a Mt. bike for seven miles, hike or something everyday to have a steady time of solitude.  But when a year of your life requires you to be cared for… getting out to renew is challenging. So I spent my time with God guided by a Vineyard Pastor who’s PhD is in spiritual formation. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/6791710509995659718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=6791710509995659718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6791710509995659718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6791710509995659718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/05/three-days-three-kings-river-and.html' title='Three Days, Three Kings, a river and Becoming Human'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SBqJrWqKWDI/AAAAAAAAADw/4NHj1S8uZak/s72-c/cc_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-8103308455744733434</id><published>2008-04-22T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:48:04.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a gift...</title><summary type='text'>Today was a day of moments. I went to Stanford Medical Center to undergo a nerve transfer from my Latisimuss Dorsi to my deltoid muscle in my shoulder. It is a very complex surgery... I begins with the harvesting of the nerve from you leg to extend the nerve from your back to your shoulder then taking the healthy nerve and plugging it in to the shoulder (deltiod) muscle. So as I am going under I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/8103308455744733434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=8103308455744733434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8103308455744733434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8103308455744733434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-gift.html' title='It&apos;s a gift...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/SA-EVGqKWCI/AAAAAAAAADo/uxjmqFmNj74/s72-c/page5_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-7872802119680289675</id><published>2008-03-21T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T08:15:05.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a year...</title><summary type='text'>Hi all,Today is a rather contemplative day for me. It was exactly a year ago that I was in the accident, and what a year it's been! The same moment that profoundly changed me physically has also led to profound changes in my inner world. The day started with this question... What am I most grateful for? I would say the focus of life now, I have a very keen sense of what is important and what is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/7872802119680289675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=7872802119680289675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7872802119680289675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7872802119680289675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/03/year.html' title='a year...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R-PP8l5IvyI/AAAAAAAAADg/BeYrEvV4Ih0/s72-c/wrestlersm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-6078778202417709786</id><published>2008-02-22T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T11:22:56.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big hand</title><summary type='text'>There was a televised interview with Jane Roe – of the famous Roe-v-Wade abortion case. During the interview, she shared that she had become a believer in Jesus Christ. As she told her story, you could hear how her heart had been softened and she’d become a warm, caring, loving individual. It dawned on me that one person who showed love and attention and shared the Good News with her – one loving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/6078778202417709786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=6078778202417709786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6078778202417709786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/6078778202417709786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-hand.html' title='Big hand'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R78g7ynemJI/AAAAAAAAADY/wdPKEA-QIZs/s72-c/clayhands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-1415192517546755298</id><published>2008-01-11T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:47:33.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump in...</title><summary type='text'>I read today that Sir Edmund Hillary died, the first man ever to ascend Everest. I often think of the rigors he went through and the focus he had to accomplish such a feat. I respect the sustained effort it must have taken a laser like focus, he was all in. I sense this stirring in my soul, this need for a focus on discipleship. So many of the things that we criticize the church for has nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/1415192517546755298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=1415192517546755298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1415192517546755298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/1415192517546755298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2008/01/jump-in.html' title='Jump in...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R4hA5GZKlLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ea1ph-aOkXo/s72-c/Lac_Maggiore_by_cahilus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-3230510842263263245</id><published>2007-12-19T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T01:35:24.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had the nerve...</title><summary type='text'>When the cause is worth believing in the world will come to on its feet to its knees. There is a cause worth living for. People die for some of the dumbest reasons but they will live for only the most impact-ful. There is a profound problem with the understanding of God and what we hear and understand. It is like the brain sending a signal and the muscle is anxiously waiting for the signal but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/3230510842263263245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=3230510842263263245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/3230510842263263245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/3230510842263263245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-i-had-nerve.html' title='If I had the nerve...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jlxWZKlII/AAAAAAAAAB8/s-HavJQvRNs/s72-c/hand(sm).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-8811006135145878780</id><published>2007-11-02T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:40:06.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hardback or hard look</title><summary type='text'>I was just wanting to buy a book, not intending to make any statements or seek any answers to the mysteries of modern capitalism but it seems as though destiny had it’s way… I simply went in to a bookstore to find a book by a popular Christian philosopher. It seemed like minutes but after an hour of being lost in all those titles I wanted to walk out with about ten books. Then my loyalty took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/8811006135145878780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=8811006135145878780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8811006135145878780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8811006135145878780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/11/hardback-or-hard-look.html' title='hardback or hard look'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RytuOxLB7PI/AAAAAAAAABw/XStLDN_8KWE/s72-c/Gift_of_Sight_by_Samedi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-5158899140501452298</id><published>2007-09-20T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T20:26:26.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Community, an interesting thought really because this side of eternity there is no real hard fact model of true community… we are a broken people living in a broken state. I even think Christ himself did not see true community here on earth; the only honest community Jesus knew was really his relationship with the Father and the Spirit. The three in one so in love with one another that they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/5158899140501452298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=5158899140501452298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5158899140501452298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5158899140501452298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/09/community-interesting-thought-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RvM3TDKRXgI/AAAAAAAAABo/V-RZgZlbaJY/s72-c/Adore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-2414662501235934811</id><published>2007-08-21T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:15:51.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebb</title><summary type='text'>I often wonder when the day becomes night the exact moment from one to the other. The difficulty lies in identifying the when. Is it mostly light so still day? I don’t know. Is there a moment of absolute in transition? It gets even more confusing observing the waves coming into shore; yes, there is a definite line but it always moves. Each wave brings its new boundary at the edge of its reach, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/2414662501235934811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=2414662501235934811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2414662501235934811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2414662501235934811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/08/ebb.html' title='Ebb'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RstV6QcXfBI/AAAAAAAAABg/w3oQ6_JtOyU/s72-c/apocalypse_please_by_BellZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-7565526677167383886</id><published>2007-07-10T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:30:10.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shallows and Deep</title><summary type='text'>We all live through the cycles, the ebb and flow of our spiritual passions. We  long and crave for meaning and substance but he truth of the matter is that we are a people that get distracted, too distracted. Life is heavy, and unrelenting in it’s day to day weight. I think it is the day to day that indeed does muddy the water and indeed puts us in our place a place of turbulence. We find no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/7565526677167383886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=7565526677167383886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7565526677167383886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/7565526677167383886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/07/shallows-and-deep.html' title='Shallows and Deep'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RpQWdK30C_I/AAAAAAAAABY/Yhp9yRr3mQw/s72-c/Monolake+Moonrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-8070195536127853343</id><published>2007-05-21T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:29:16.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When's it enough?</title><summary type='text'>When’s enough? When is it just too much? When can you say it’s just enough? When can you just let up? SO many things are crying for our attention - from the trendy crisis in Africa to the homelessness in your own town.  So what do you choose? What do you do? The rumbling in your heart quickens and the tired ache of your body screams. Maybe we are asking all the wrong questions and coming from a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/8070195536127853343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=8070195536127853343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8070195536127853343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8070195536127853343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/05/whens-it-enough.html' title='When&apos;s it enough?'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RlG-5J6YYiI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ZjduIs-nM2Y/s72-c/Snow+-+GalleryPlayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-394938951255893339</id><published>2007-04-26T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T10:39:57.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey Home</title><summary type='text'>The journey home is always a whirlpool of emotion really. The sense of home yet the struggle or tension to get there. A sense of rest and peace and yet a knowledge of the work that needs to be done. The comfort of the familiar but the apathy that can be found in a place that doesn't challenge us. So the tension creates itself with the themes and thoughts that come from this place we live in go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/394938951255893339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=394938951255893339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/394938951255893339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/394938951255893339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/04/journey-home.html' title='The Journey Home'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RjEC9gleWpI/AAAAAAAAABI/iizKFuZic0M/s72-c/trail+in+forest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-8554895246565202114</id><published>2007-04-16T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:13:04.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prohetic Irony</title><summary type='text'>The previous article I wrote just before a motorcycle accident that has left a huge impact. I didn't know or anticipate any problems on a seemingly uneventful ride. Yet so much more lies under the surface. After a partially crushed foot, compound fracture to the femur, and a dislocated shoulder and two weeks four days and nineteen hours in a hospital and the rest of that time on a couch or a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/8554895246565202114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=8554895246565202114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8554895246565202114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/8554895246565202114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/04/prohetic-irony.html' title='Prohetic Irony'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/RiRHVmjWrsI/AAAAAAAAABA/2nTtxczIqnw/s72-c/Prophetic_Landscape_by_Teufelkind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-5021453776866597189</id><published>2007-03-19T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:01:33.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electricity</title><summary type='text'>There comes the clouds, then the flash and the crack of sound the jolts your core, left in wonder and shock, the toxic combination arises in you, how close was that and I hope it doesn't hit me, yet, all the while you crave to see it again! As intoxicating as the moment is caught in the beauty of power and disturbed by the power that can kill we always sit, in awe and wonder. It’s the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/5021453776866597189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=5021453776866597189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5021453776866597189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5021453776866597189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/03/electricity.html' title='Electricity'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/Rf9qoXapQVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/QDZkvf-anCg/s72-c/Ice+Lightning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-2980185792382830169</id><published>2007-03-02T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:01:56.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have we become?</title><summary type='text'>Right now there is genocide in Darfur, a ten-year-old child has just been abducted as a soldier or a prostitute in South East Asia. In Africa genocide of a different sort is happening, as many die each minute from AIDS. These issues though are out of sight out of mind. Yet children go to sleep hungry in the U.S. everyday. Even more tragic is this, Brittany Spears and Anna Nicole Smith have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/2980185792382830169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=2980185792382830169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2980185792382830169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/2980185792382830169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-have-we-become.html' title='What have we become?'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/Reiw_97fFfI/AAAAAAAAAAg/eLEG4PAVbYw/s72-c/Blinded_by_Truth_by_lorrainemd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-5313195860912694443</id><published>2007-02-15T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:03:18.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Repentance, Restitution, Rehabilitation</title><summary type='text'>Forgiveness seems so cheap these days, the simple I'm sorry followed by the ever more trivial- it's cool. I feel  like the depth is gone, left to a people that would rather"move on" than walk through it together. Forgiveness is a sacred priviledge, a moment that man gets to experience an attribute shared by God and God alone. No other creature has an opportunity to comprehend the magnitude of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/5313195860912694443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=5313195860912694443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5313195860912694443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/5313195860912694443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/02/repentance-restitution-rehabilitation.html' title='Repentance, Restitution, Rehabilitation'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/Rf9rEHapQWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/C3d3dRfAJio/s72-c/forgiven+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-117040172837097678</id><published>2007-02-01T23:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:54:11.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative to what?</title><summary type='text'>What is truth is the question that Pilate asks... What is truth is also the question culture asks today, and what is it? Is it a physically reproducible expression of intelligence or process? Is it a meaningful analysis of an observation? Or is it an observable universal that is far beyond us? Is there an overarching truth that means more than our opinions, observations or pontificating? If there</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/117040172837097678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=117040172837097678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/117040172837097678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/117040172837097678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/02/relative-to-what_01.html' title='Relative to what?'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-117005112462986523</id><published>2007-01-28T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:17:42.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacred Space</title><summary type='text'>It seems to be that bashing has become a pastime in our lives. So many rants, really reveal more of the content in our souls I think than we care to reveal. Think about it- why would you bash a gay? Because there is an issue in you. If you consider the fact that the gay lifestyle has a shorter life expectancy, and higher suicide and drug use, a reasonable compassionate person would have heart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/117005112462986523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=117005112462986523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/117005112462986523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/117005112462986523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/01/sacred-space.html' title='Sacred Space'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-116970579426613615</id><published>2007-01-24T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:16:34.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashes to beauty</title><summary type='text'>Saying good bye to a dear friend today I saw the power of a life well lived. Connie James, a faithful servant was given a going away party as her friends an family remembered the moments and times that best described the moments of Connie's life that were well lived. Working with children and wondering how to more effectively display the love and wonder of Jesus. Passionately and relentlessly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/feeds/116970579426613615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38713206&amp;postID=116970579426613615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/116970579426613615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/116970579426613615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/01/ashes-to-beauty.html' title='Ashes to beauty'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38713206.post-116956863768900743</id><published>2007-01-23T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:29:42.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of us...</title><summary type='text'>The challenge of faith comes to us in one vivid picture, in a very difficult question...  How can you  be a relevant and hopeful expression of the church to a despairing world; full of the power of God, compassion and grace impacting your community and living out the kingdom of God? As a community's need cries out, there needs to be a response. An awakening truth needs to be spoken. A truth that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/116956863768900743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38713206/posts/default/116956863768900743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journeytrellis.blogspot.com/2007/01/story-of-us.html' title='The story of us...'/><author><name>Rick Mazaira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101085632319671014</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_-UFDb3B4j7o/R2jqumZKlKI/AAAAAAAAACI/1lxwjXv6j5o/S220/1088762494679.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
