<?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-6463987319448821497</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:23:21.628-07:00</updated><category term='End of School'/><category term='Faith in Hard Times'/><category term='Class of 2009'/><category term='Journey'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Middle School'/><category term='Samford'/><category term='eXtreme'/><category term='Dawson'/><category term='Students'/><category term='Breakaway'/><category term='High School'/><category term='Spiritual Practice'/><title type='text'>Journey to There</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-6805935026236944893</id><published>2010-06-28T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:44:01.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Move to Wordpress</title><content type='html'>Well after nearly 2 years of the Journey to There on Blog Spot I am moving the blog to wordpress.org. The new address is http://journeytothere.wordpress.com/ it should be working all the way soon. It has been great but now it time to move to a new site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-6805935026236944893?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6805935026236944893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=6805935026236944893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/6805935026236944893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/6805935026236944893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2010/06/move-to-wordpress.html' title='Move to Wordpress'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-4809692155026759935</id><published>2010-05-27T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:21:50.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where God's Path is Ending Up</title><content type='html'>So I know I wrote a while back about how the Dawson chapter in the book of my life was coming to an end for various reasons. I know it sounded and was a very anger driven and hard edged post. Well, turns out that was the wrong tone for that one. It turns out what had happened was that God had to jar me into obedience,  since around November or December of 2009 I have felt that God may have been leading me away from Dawson. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was disobedient to that leading, staying at Dawson for various reasons. Most of these reasons had to do with my own personal benefit, because at Dawson I had responsibility, authority over somethings, I was known by people, and I was the go to guy to get things done. I was growing there, not in my walk with God, but in my skills and my ability to serve. I was comfortable (something that scares me in my walk because I get relaxed and stop trying as hard as I should) because I knew how to get things done and get and had respect of people there. I had it made and I was happy and doing what I wanted to do too. So stayed, I visited one church one time in this period but that was just one service and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all. I was happy so I stayed, and was disobedient to God's leading.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has always had to drag me, often times kicking and screaming, to what He wants to me to do. I am just a person who does not have the sense to know that when God is trying to grow me and lead to something that I just need to shut up and do it.  To make me move this time God had to really push hard and allow something to happen to me that would shake me to my core. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This came in the form, unfortunately, of someone who had been a friend and mentor turning on me and not coming to my defense. Shortly after spring break is when things fell a part for me at Dawson. Somethings where falsely said about me instead of being just made aware of them, I was made out to be someone and something I am not. The events that unfolded as part of this  where, well how do I say it, kind of nasty. So after one heated phone call and me saying forget  I am gone I found myself worshiping with another church community  on Easter morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know but these events would be how God showed me where it is He wanted to me to be, and to place where I would find the growth I needed. I have found out what is like to be ministered too by people who are focused my life-stage. I have never walked away from a Sunday service having been impacted like I have these past weeks. Most of all God has placed where He wants me. Though all this God has led me to a new place  and a place of growth and a whole new direction for me. He had to push me to get me started to this path He has wanted me on for long time and now I am there, and I am looking forward to the new chapter that I will soon began in my life and walk with Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-4809692155026759935?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4809692155026759935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=4809692155026759935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4809692155026759935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4809692155026759935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-gods-path-is-ending-up.html' title='Where God&apos;s Path is Ending Up'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-8156666795118879029</id><published>2010-05-07T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:52:01.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='End of School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samford'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Last Day of Class</title><content type='html'>Well today marked the end of my 4th year at Samford University, but not my last, I have one more left. For many of my closest friends at Samford today marked their last day of class at Samford, and this post it too them. I wish that I could have shared this will all your personally but that is just not possible so this is best way. So the following is letter the people who have been such a huge part of my life the past 4 year who are going to be leaving and moving on next week, this is my message to you my friends and family at Samford University. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that I may never have said this you, I should have, but I am very thankful for each one of you and that God has placed you in my life these past 4 years. All of you have impacted me in so many ways, and have really been a great community of Christian friends that I have always known are there for me. Though it all you have been the ones who have been there, to just listen, to encourage, or just offer a kind smile. You have been a group of friends better than any other I have had in my life, you have become more to me than just friends you have become my Samford family. The ones who have made Samford a special place for me, and the main reason why I love Samford so much. I can honestly say that I love you all so much, and I am thankful for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have enjoyed our time together, the classes, the talking on the quad, meals in the calf (breakfast friends from freshmen year), Shiloh, and the many other times we have together. One of biggest regrets about these past 4 years is that I did not get to send as much with all of you. But what time I did get to spend with you has been great. It has been great get you know you in these times and share in this time and life experience together. Although I may not have been around as much I would have liked too, because not not living on campus. You have always looked past that and made me feel welcomed and just like another student, and I am thankful for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thank you all for 4 great years, you all have been a blessing in my life. I am very thankful for each one of you and I love you all. You have made our time together special and I will never forget all of you. I wish you all the best of luck as you move on this next chapter in life, and I hope that our paths will cross again and that we can stay in touch. I am going to miss all of you so much next year, and Samford will not be the same with out you next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your Brother in Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-8156666795118879029?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8156666795118879029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=8156666795118879029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8156666795118879029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8156666795118879029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2010/05/thoughts-on-last-day-of-class.html' title='Thoughts on the Last Day of Class'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-8044971159019057193</id><published>2010-04-09T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:18:17.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending this Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S7_MdXeyfZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NvRr8K1jawk/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S7_MdXeyfZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NvRr8K1jawk/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458306078287756690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dawson Memorial Baptist Church, in the snow on Feb 12, 2010 one of my favorite Photos of 2010, thus far. Little did I know at the time I took this that almost 2 months I would be getting ready to end my 20 year lifetime at Dawson after getting a hard push out of the nest. But what seemed at the time a painful punch in the gut came on Wednesday March 24, 2010, just one week after Beach Breakaway.  In the now 2 weeks after this happened I have been on emotional roller coaster, moving from sock, to anger, to now an odd mix or anger and happiness and sadness and peace. I know, anger, happiness, sadness, and peace, are an odd mix of feelings. Try feeling them all at once. The anger comes from knowing that I have been pushed away from my church home for my whole life for reasons I don’t understand. Sadness that I am leaving a place that is home for me. Happiness and peace knowing that I am moving on to new home and a new direction in my journey.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It is kind of sad for me to say that yes, at last my time at Dawson, my home and the church that I love and adore, is coming to an end. I also wish that it could have come with out being forced out and by me leaving to go to a church to start in ministry, but it has come at the hand of a strange and for me painful event. But leaving now and getting a new experience and being in a new environment  maybe something that does help me to get into ministry better, or show if it is what I am going t to do with my life. I feel like this is the right time for me to make this change and move on. So over the next few months I will be visiting churches and looking for a place to land. So to my Dawson family, who I love so much, this begins the ending of this chapter in my life with you. Thank you to all of you who have made this time so great and played a role in my life, I may be gone now but I promise one day I will return to you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-8044971159019057193?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8044971159019057193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=8044971159019057193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8044971159019057193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8044971159019057193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2010/04/ending-this-chapter.html' title='Ending this Chapter'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S7_MdXeyfZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NvRr8K1jawk/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-1455300512299962197</id><published>2009-12-31T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:07:51.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Years to Get Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Georgia;color:black"&gt;Well here we are on December 31, 2009 and the end another decade of life. And wow, what a 10 years it has been. I am going to attempt to explain the last ten years and how they have been life changing and the experiences that they have held. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Times"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;So to start lets go back to December 31, 1999, I was a 12 year- old 6th grader at Homewood Middle School. I was one of those kids who did not adjust well to middle school. I was the kid who could not work my locker, who had a hard time getting to know people, and just all around did not like it too much. In other words I did not like and did not fit in too well at all. You will see at the end of the story how all this fits into life now. But the spring of 6th grade year and the fall of 7th grade year, 2000, brought on some major changes into my life that have impacted me for the rest of my life. These 2 things are, first my starting to be part of Homewood football at the middle school level and varsity in the spring of 2000, and second is the youth group at Dawson in 7th grade in the fall of 2000. So 2000, 9 years ago, is where this story really begins to unfold and how the experiences of this last decade have been so great and impacted my life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;As I said the spring of 2000 marked the start of my time with Homewood football. In the fall of 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade I became a manger for the football team. Something that at the time that I got picked on for and teased about but I didn’t care I stuck it out and in the fall of 2000 found out just how great this part of my life would be. That’s when I was ask if I wanted to work with the varsity football team for the playoffs, this would end up being the year that Homewood won state in a 5 over time game, that still stands as the longest state championship game played in the history of Alabama high school football. I will save the details for another post in August about what this has led too. But I will say this much about this area of my life it was been something that has taught me a lot and allowed me have experiences that I would not have had with out being a part of it and I look forward to this year and my 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; season. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;The other big thing and I guess the biggest was starting in the youth ministry in the fall of 2000 as a 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grader. This is where the story of change over the last 9 years really takes place. As a 7&lt;sup&gt;th and&lt;/sup&gt; 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grader I was active in the youth group when on trips and all the stuff at church. I almost hate to say this but I really didn’t enjoy the youth group in middle school (if you want reasons I will tell you person to person, nothing I willing to publish). But I would have never thought then that I would severing with middle school kids in the youth group but I also did not know what the next 10 years would hold for me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;The next few years would be high school, oh that fun time in life that I loved so much. These were the years where I really learned the most about myself and how to stick to who I am and not change to be accepted by others, and when I found of love of serving others. It was also in this time I first felt like I was called to ministry. As the years of high school and college have gone on I have found that my passion and love is middle school kids. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;Remember how this story started about the kid who really did not fit in, at Homewood Middle School. Well this is how that story ends, 10 years latter. I can say that looking back over the past 10 years, I can see how God has worked through all the events of my life to get me to this point. How being the “un-cool” kid led to the kid who wanted to be cool. To finally realizing the importance of just being who I am and sticking to what my passion is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Coming to this point allowed me to be able to truly take up Gods calling on my life and come to realize where I am too serve. That place has turned out to be serving in middle school ministry of all places, that kind nerdy kid now gets to hang out with the cool kids. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think this is best summed up this quote from the book &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Middle School Ministry&lt;/i&gt; by Mark Oestreicher and Scott Rubin. “ I’m so moved by how God has opened my eyes and softened my heart though these ragtag misfits. And what’s amazing is that I’ve discovered that I’m actually the misfit and they have taken me in.” Ten years ago I would have never guessed that I would working with middle school kids, really 10 years ago tonight I was already ready to be done with middle school for life. Well turns out God has a sense of humor, and that he used the 10 years since was there age to give me love and passion for them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;Happy New Year 2010! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.0pt;font-family:Georgia; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-1455300512299962197?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1455300512299962197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=1455300512299962197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/1455300512299962197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/1455300512299962197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/12/ten-years-to-get-here.html' title='Ten Years to Get Here'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-2410715037932581444</id><published>2009-12-08T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:10:48.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith in Hard Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>Something I Want to Share With You</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share this with everyone today. It is a letter to the Birmingham News written by one of the 7th graders at church,  Elizabeth Keith (Reagan's sister) about his Leukemia. I think it pretty well sums up James 1:4, and how hard times bring us closer to God. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(68, 78, 92); "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.25em; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;LIFE ISN'T FAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;cf244 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1.25em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hardships draw us closer to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cf244&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;rr style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am a seventh-grader at Briarwood Christian School. Recently, a member of my family was diagnosed with leukemia. One night at the dinner table, something happened that made me say: "That's not fair!" My dad said life isn't fair -- that if it were, everyone would have leukemia. I realized how true those words were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/rr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Those who haven't faced great trials may not understand this until something unfair happens in their lives. Some people may even think God owes them a fair life. The truth is, God doesn't owe us anything, and he puts hardships in our lives to help us draw near to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;People who don't know life isn't fair will eventually learn it, even if they have to learn it the hard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;va4 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Elizabeth Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/va4&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Birmingham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-2410715037932581444?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2410715037932581444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=2410715037932581444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/2410715037932581444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/2410715037932581444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-i-want-to-share-with-you.html' title='Something I Want to Share With You'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-2394060449154782296</id><published>2009-11-08T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:47:08.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading back to NASB from EVS</title><content type='html'>Well, in early August of this year I made the switch from the New American Standard Bible to the English Standard Version one that at the time I thought was a good move. My reason for that being that I liked the way that ESV read and Crossway (the publisher) has some nice products. I knew going into this there were a few things that EVS did that were kind odd, such as no red letters or no capitalization of he when refereeing to Jesus in the text. Both things I thougth well I can learn to live with over time so I will over look them. Along with the change came putting a side my old Bible, that I really had become somewhat fond of in the two years I have had it (although doing this came with some fixed feelings too). Well over these past 3 months I have found that I have not been able to get used to these text changes, I may just be kind of old fashion but I find these things needed in a Bible I am using. So for me it is back to trusted old Bible. Well that was just a quick random thought, thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-2394060449154782296?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2394060449154782296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=2394060449154782296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/2394060449154782296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/2394060449154782296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/11/heading-back-to-nasb-from-evs.html' title='Heading back to NASB from EVS'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-4890127984997484803</id><published>2009-07-18T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:55:44.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eXtreme'/><title type='text'>A New Deeper Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SmKZOBcGyNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AbLuqMkdm5k/s1600-h/DSCF0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SmKZOBcGyNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AbLuqMkdm5k/s320/DSCF0852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360014972707850450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So it has been a few weeks since we got back from Fuge at Carson Newman, and all I can say that I have a new deeper passion for my middle schoolers now. It is funny how sometimes something in life just becomes common and normal but then you realize that it is what you love the most (well at least that has happened for me), well that for me is middle school ministry. I have known for almost 2 years now that I am called to serve middle schoolers, a time in life that is very hard and I really want to forget sometimes (more on that later), but now I know it is time to go all in and make the changes in life that will allow me live this as my passion. I can't really say for sure that has cause for this passion is, but I think it is a mix of a few things. The first thing is getting to spend a week with 70 great kids and 13 great youth leaders at camp, and the theme of that camp being Move (stepping out on faith). The second would be my job with Lifeway, being around people who have like interest and working for company that supports missions. There is just something about a job where people around you understand your passions, that makes your passions deeper. But whatever the reasons are behind this I am glad to be at the place where I am ready to step out and move along on my journey and really start to be come focused on my real  passion in life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So has I have been thinking about this new deeper passion to being around students in the craziest years of life and ones that I wish I could forget; this thought keeps coming back to me, these kids would have never liked the middle school me. I was "that kid" in middle school, you know the one... that stays to them self and never did anything with anyone (including church camp, thats a funny thought now that I have been 3052 miles as a youth leader! yes I keep count). The kid that always got picked on and always kind of left out. Thats one reason why I love the photo in this post, because I would have never had friends like those kids in when I was that age. So what do I mean by these random worlds, that there is hope for "those kids" if you just stick to who yo are and not change,  because God will use that to do great things and people will one day see how great you are (if you don't believe me I will be more than happy to show you my senior yearbook). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well I guess it is time to end this thing, before I do I want t say this that I am very thankful to God of each and every student I get to be around and they are all a great blessing in my life. Until next time God Bless and thanks for reading (if anyone is). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-4890127984997484803?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4890127984997484803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=4890127984997484803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4890127984997484803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4890127984997484803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-deeper-passion.html' title='A New Deeper Passion'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SmKZOBcGyNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AbLuqMkdm5k/s72-c/DSCF0852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-4104657465872108823</id><published>2009-07-13T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:16:25.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Great is Our God? This Great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ktbs.com/news/national-guardsmen-were-right-behind-first-baptist-bus-and-immediately-began-rescue-efforts"&gt;KTBS 3 News | Shreveport, LA: ArkLaTex News - National Guardsmen were right behind First Baptist bus and immediately began rescue efforts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com/"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had been working on 2 other post, today, about camp last week but I feel like this is more important to write about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How Great is Our God? This Great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this is tragic event no matter what way you look at it and in no way am I saying that God caused it because He does not cause suffering, but we live in a fallen world and bad things happen to good people. But where does God come into play in all this it is the fact that He provided National Guard troops who had just trained in how to rescue people from rollover accidents, who were medics, and who had equipment on hand right behind this group on the interstate at the time they were needed the most. If you don't think that God is mighty and powerful and cares about us well, I guess your wrong then because He sure as heck does. So How Great is Our God, so Great that He provides in our times of need and times of hope. These youth were facing a great hardship and still are but they have seen hope in the way that God provides in time of need. Still work is not done please pray for the families of these students and this church and that they will see God in this time and they will grow closer to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-4104657465872108823?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4104657465872108823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=4104657465872108823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4104657465872108823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4104657465872108823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-great-is-our-god-this-great.html' title='How Great is Our God? This Great!'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-4082926726040022102</id><published>2009-04-30T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:29:54.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class of 2009'/><title type='text'>Letter to Me</title><content type='html'>So it is May and that means that yet another group of high school seniors will be graduating and everyone moves up to the next grade in school. Well I don't know why but this time of year always finds me with mixed emotions, and there is so much that I just look a back on and say only if I could have told myself what I know now then things would have gone better then. Well in way Brad Paisley does his in this song "Letter to Me". So that song has inspired me to do just that write a letter to me at the end senior year of high school.  So this post is really the thoughts that I want to share with the class of 2009 (rising college freshman). So i just want to share with all of you some thoughts about what I feel was the most important year of my life so far. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here it goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Congratulations on your graduation from high school, enjoy it because this is one of the most special and meaningful events of your life that will never be matched by another. I know that you are stepping out into a new chapter of your life and that you are facing it with excitement, joys, and fears of the unknowns of this new world around you. I hope that this coming summer you will be responsible in enjoying what will be the freest 3 months of your life. For most of you this will be 1st time since you were in middle school that you have not had something for school in the summer (band, sports, ect.). And yes I hate to break it to you summers will one day come to an end, as I am now about to start my last one. So enjoy it, but please be safe and be smart with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As this summer ends comes the fall, and for most of you that will read this, comes college and your first year of freedom, and what is the first year of the rest of your life. Do not waste this year of your life, this one is very important because it lays the foundation for all the others. Enjoy this time, because you only get to go to college once and it can be as fun as you make it. I know that at times it will seem hard and you will get down but remember that is one of the great stages on the journey of life. So as you embark down this path I just want to share the following thoughts with you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Stay true to your faith, this next year is when so many people will fall away from church. Do not allow this to happen to you, and keep your friends accountable from doing so, and have them keep you accountable too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Also let those who are special to you know that they are, because you never know when the last time you will see them will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Make time to rest, you need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Never burn bridges with people, because you think they will be people of your past.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Don't forget where you came from, that place has done a lot for you show it a little respect in return.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Stand up for what you believe in, your values are what make you who you are and stand up for them when someone or something goes against them. But be open to new views. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Be open to new views, of old things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Be yourself, never change in order to fix in. You are special and people must know to accept you for who are not who they want you to be. People who want to change so they will be your friend are not really friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; *These last two only Homewood fokes will get.* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Do everything with honor and be loyal to anything you commit to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) "Remember to make good choices." Dyer Carlisle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-4082926726040022102?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4082926726040022102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=4082926726040022102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4082926726040022102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4082926726040022102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-to-me.html' title='Letter to Me'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-1753086661979310972</id><published>2009-03-23T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:55:20.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>Last Week In Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Scf2qfki3DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/C3I29w-h-Jg/s1600-h/DSCF0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Scf2qfki3DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/C3I29w-h-Jg/s320/DSCF0116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316489095023877170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/ScfDJi-rGtI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pqOaHtgk6JU/s1600-h/DSCF0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia; mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;font-size:16.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So it is the monday after spring break and I have to be 100% honest with you, I really would rather be back at the beach. I have never really loved a trip as much as I did last week, and what is really strange about it is that I was not really feeling up to it when I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I just really did not have my heart into going and spending a week with 150 students, and just all around was not feeling up to doing ministry when I got into the van and left Friday morning. Well that slowly began to change as Friday and Saturday unfolded and by the time I woke up Sunday morning I was ready to roll. It was funny how my feelings changed Saturday when I was standing in a parking lot in Panama City and saw 3 charter buses roll up with the greatest students in the world (and the best group of leaders I have ever served with!) on board; it was as that point I was really ready to get the week going and was no longer thinking that "I wish I had done something different with my week." Well it did not take me long to get in the swing of things and find that my heart was into the week big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I think the biggest thing that made Breakaway so special to me was that I working in a way much different that I have on past trips. That was not being a small group leader and staying with kids but being more of catch all guy. Which had me doing everything from going to the store to serving at meals to just being able to spend really good time building relationships with students. This is very close to what I did for DNow this year but was different because on this trip I was able to focus in on what I really love and that is just being able to hang out with kids. I really do not know how to put it in to words but there is just something about spending time with students that really brings joy to me, but that is a post for latter. But I will say this before I go on, I would never do what I do if I did not love my students so much (they are very special to me)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I know you are reading this and are asking so what is your point, well I guess I need to get to it then. Now that I am looking back on this week there were are few things I have learned about. The 1st thing is this, that no matter how you feel about serving you just have to pull up your boot straps and just let God use you in the way He needs to (I sorry if someone thinks this is wrong to say but this is my heart speaking here). The 2nd and maybe the most important thing that I am coming way with personally is how important it is to make sure the my students know how much I love them. That to some of them it is important to hear you say it and that even though they may not seem to be someone you would think needs to hear it they do. The 3rd thing and the one that I am is excited about is more of God clearing up what I am called to, sorry but I am not going to openly publish many details but I will say this, when this all comes together some of you out there will be hearing from me for help, because your gifts and skills will help make this happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well thats all for now, till next time God Bless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh and also please pray for one of Journey Families who are going to be serving in China full time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-1753086661979310972?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1753086661979310972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=1753086661979310972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/1753086661979310972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/1753086661979310972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-week-in-review.html' title='Last Week In Review'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Scf2qfki3DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/C3I29w-h-Jg/s72-c/DSCF0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-4106397196847728005</id><published>2009-03-17T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:25:26.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb-kx4KBNnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6oaez09EhkY/s1600-h/PIC-0120-726983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb-kx4KBNnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6oaez09EhkY/s320/PIC-0120-726983.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314147262115427954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well here we are on tuesday morning and the kids are slowly wakeing up, as I would expect. This week has been great, I have loved getting to spend good time with our kids.&lt;p&gt;Charlie Graham&lt;p&gt;This email was sent via a mobile divice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-4106397196847728005?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4106397196847728005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=4106397196847728005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4106397196847728005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4106397196847728005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb-kx4KBNnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6oaez09EhkY/s72-c/PIC-0120-726983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-1099165562488554328</id><published>2009-03-16T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:54:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm at Sea </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb6gbOJ3D7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ucKHBqMXGP0/s1600-h/PIC-0119-776229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb6gbOJ3D7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ucKHBqMXGP0/s320/PIC-0119-776229.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313860999860129714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I just took this of a strom at sea. My guess is that it is around 5 to 10 miles out. Enjoy&lt;p&gt;Charlie Graham&lt;p&gt;This email was sent via a mobile divice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-1099165562488554328?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/1099165562488554328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=1099165562488554328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/1099165562488554328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/1099165562488554328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/storm-at-sea.html' title='Storm at Sea '/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb6gbOJ3D7I/AAAAAAAAAEw/ucKHBqMXGP0/s72-c/PIC-0119-776229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-8228167965990885422</id><published>2009-03-15T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:08:33.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb0oAexeQ7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fenuPBFKqPE/s1600-h/PIC-0117-713635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb0oAexeQ7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fenuPBFKqPE/s320/PIC-0117-713635.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313447124092732338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well it is sunday morning and we are here in worship. It has been a great morning and the students are having a good time and enjoying there time here at the beach. Last night was a great time of time of worship that we finished up at 11:05. Well thats all for now...&lt;p&gt;Charlie Graham&lt;p&gt;This email was sent via a mobile divice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-8228167965990885422?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8228167965990885422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=8228167965990885422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8228167965990885422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8228167965990885422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/Sb0oAexeQ7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fenuPBFKqPE/s72-c/PIC-0117-713635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-7536524023469857485</id><published>2009-03-13T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:41:07.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbrvFMDVhNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fpjVIwP7r7s/s1600-h/PIC-0116-767989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbrvFMDVhNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fpjVIwP7r7s/s320/PIC-0116-767989.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312821582850524370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is the sunset from the beach today, enjoy it.&lt;p&gt;Charlie Graham&lt;p&gt;This email was sent via a mobile divice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-7536524023469857485?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7536524023469857485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=7536524023469857485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/7536524023469857485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/7536524023469857485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbrvFMDVhNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fpjVIwP7r7s/s72-c/PIC-0116-767989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-403515297573144411</id><published>2009-03-13T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:46:54.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbqqHga10II/AAAAAAAAAEY/mPCVu4YZJVw/s1600-h/PIC-0115-714827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbqqHga10II/AAAAAAAAAEY/mPCVu4YZJVw/s320/PIC-0115-714827.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312745756375240834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well atlast we have arrived in Panama City. It is a beautifulday, sunny and clear. We just got done stocking the kitchen and now a Wal Mart run then a relaxing afternoon and night. I am glad for the time to relax. Well more soon, as I am in the van looking a beautiful gulf (photo coming soon).&lt;p&gt;Charlie Graham&lt;p&gt;This email was sent via a mobile divice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-403515297573144411?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/403515297573144411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=403515297573144411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/403515297573144411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/403515297573144411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/arrived.html' title='Arrived'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbqqHga10II/AAAAAAAAAEY/mPCVu4YZJVw/s72-c/PIC-0115-714827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-4840755666669512433</id><published>2009-03-12T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:09:58.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post from Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbnOhg2bzBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-CQ_v5nDplU/s1600-h/PIC-0111-798889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbnOhg2bzBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-CQ_v5nDplU/s320/PIC-0111-798889.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312504310609464338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I am just making sure that phone stuff is working. I will be sending back post and photos from beach breakaway next week this way. So this photo is the one I am testing with, this is Dawson in the snow on Sunday March 1.&lt;p&gt;Charlie Graham&lt;p&gt;This email was sent via a mobile divice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-4840755666669512433?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/4840755666669512433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=4840755666669512433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4840755666669512433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/4840755666669512433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/post-from-phone.html' title='Post from Phone'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SbnOhg2bzBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-CQ_v5nDplU/s72-c/PIC-0111-798889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-7100575722262774925</id><published>2009-03-10T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:14:19.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samford'/><title type='text'>Is this really worth what I am paying for it? Yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Is this really worth what I am paying for it? Thats a question I have found myself asking from time to time going to small christian university, where I am running up an amount for student loans that will be around the price of the homes in my neighborhood, when I am out of school. And I would have to say yes it is worth it, not because of the education (which don't get me wrong is great), not because of a campus that looks more like a country club than college campus (which I love the beauty of more than any other place in Birmingham), or because of the Christian growth that I have had here (which is post by itself and relates this one in big ways). &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But what makes running up this bill worth it, it is the people who I get to be around daily. It is people who truly care about you and take an interest in your life and what is going on with you. The people who you can almost tell that God meant for you to meet, people who are so much like yourself and have so much care for you that are more than just fiends they are family. People who when they say I am praying for you they meant it, not just saying it to make themseleves look good or make you feel better. I can safely  say that some of the people that I am blessed beyond all measure to be around here at Samford are people who I am now thinking of in terms of could I really live with out them, and in some cases I am not sure if I could. And I really not looking forward to getting done here and trying to live without, and I honestly hope that I don't have too. That most of these people will be friends that in some way some how I am always closely connected to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So thats about it for now, just a little something about my family I wanted to share...and I to all of the special people  in my life (you know who you are) I am thankful that God has allowed us to walk the same path in life together. Until next time God bless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-7100575722262774925?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7100575722262774925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=7100575722262774925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/7100575722262774925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/7100575722262774925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-this-really-worth-what-i-am-paying.html' title='Is this really worth what I am paying for it? Yes'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-5808927421681224757</id><published>2009-03-05T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:40:23.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>If I Could Just Sit With You A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If I Could Just Sit With You A While&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I cannot feel, when my wounds don't heal &lt;br /&gt;Lord I humbly kneel, hidden in You &lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are my life so I don't mind to die &lt;br /&gt;Just as long as I am hidden in You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just sit with You a while, if You could just hold me &lt;br /&gt;Nothing could touch me though I'm wounded, though I die &lt;br /&gt;If I could just sit with You a while, I need You to hold me &lt;br /&gt;Moment by moment, 'till forever passes by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I know I’ve sinned when I should have been&lt;br /&gt;Crying out my God and hidden in you&lt;br /&gt;Lord I need you now, more than I know how&lt;br /&gt;So I humbly bow, hidden in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just sit with You a while, if You could just hold me &lt;br /&gt;Nothing could touch me though I'm wounded, though I die &lt;br /&gt;If I could just sit with You a while, I need You to hold me &lt;br /&gt;Moment by moment, 'till forever passes by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could just sit with You a while, I need You to hold me &lt;br /&gt;Moment by moment, 'till forever passes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment by moment, 'till forever passes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Last Sunday I heard this song for the first time last Sunday in worship, after being on a 24 spiritual retreat. And I have really found that this song reflects what God has been wanting me to do, just sit with Him a while...that unless I do that then I can not expect for Him to heal my wounds that will not heal. I feel like that we as Christians often times forget that we must stop and take time in our lives to sit with God a while and let him hold us and heal us, and that if we do this we will be able to find healing and comfort in Him. It is important for us to make time of God and to allow him to active and real in our lives, and I think that pratice of sitting with Him is one of the big ways we can let time happen everyday. Well thats all for now, see you next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;See the link below to hear the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ifE4J2NeFs&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-5808927421681224757?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5808927421681224757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=5808927421681224757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/5808927421681224757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/5808927421681224757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-could-just-sit-with-you-while.html' title='If I Could Just Sit With You A While'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-5473837803684069302</id><published>2009-02-14T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:37:42.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;h5&gt;I feel loved when...&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3&gt; My Primary Love Language is &lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;table width="250" border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#819CE2" bgcolor="#C2CAE0"&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Detailed Results:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FBFCFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#E5EBFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FBFCFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#E5EBFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FBFCFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h3&gt;About this quiz&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; Unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages.  It can be helpful to know what language you speak and what language those around you speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag 3 people so they can find out what their love language is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edified.org/myspace/lovelanguage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:+1;"&gt;Take the Quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=Five%20Love%20Languages&amp;amp;tag=edified-20&amp;amp;index=blended&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:-2;"&gt;Check out the Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-5473837803684069302?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5473837803684069302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=5473837803684069302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/5473837803684069302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/5473837803684069302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-loved-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-6514732100708479290</id><published>2008-10-01T14:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:37:46.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>Much Time Has Pasted and So Much has Happened</title><content type='html'>Well as the title says  much time has pasted and so much has happened, since my last post. Well Journey is doing well and is growing (God is working in great ways). We now have 3 life groups and our 11 AM sunday group has a youth space built into it. I am now helping out with the youth and ask for you to pray for us as we are starting this mission. Oh, before I finish up the 9:40 Chapel Service at Dawson has now been set aside for Journey. Well just quick post on how things are going, please keep Journey in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-6514732100708479290?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/6514732100708479290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=6514732100708479290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/6514732100708479290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/6514732100708479290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2008/10/much-time-has-pasted-and-so-much-has.html' title='Much Time Has Pasted and So Much has Happened'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-8444881966334155149</id><published>2008-07-11T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T09:27:40.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawson'/><title type='text'>A New Direction</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a few weeks since my last post and things have been going full steam a head on my internship with Journey (I will explan more about what that is latter). This all started off as working on a few new media desgins for Journey but now it has become looking into how this ministry and combine with existing structures at Dawson. The goal of this move is to reach a whole new group of people, that would not connect with the existing church or people who have become disconnected with the existing church. I can not say much about how this is going to work or what it is going to look like because the frame work has not been put into place yet. As more of this comes clear I will post but I am really excited about what God is doing and will do through this ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-8444881966334155149?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/8444881966334155149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=8444881966334155149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8444881966334155149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/8444881966334155149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-direction.html' title='A New Direction'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-5273614264807643477</id><published>2008-06-17T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:09:06.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Hand</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you are sent on missions you  get to where you are and ask why you are there. This week at times I found my self asking that, when we came in and found a church with a VBS program set and in place. Well today we found out why God had sent us here. It turns out the the church we are working with has a group they sent on a mission trip to Africa and that had left them short 15 workers for VBS and we have 15 on our team to feel the spots. At the time the trip our was set up we had no idea that this was a need for the church. It was great to see how God worked to that care of the needs in the kingdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-5273614264807643477?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/5273614264807643477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=5273614264807643477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/5273614264807643477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/5273614264807643477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2008/06/gods-hand.html' title='God&apos;s Hand'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-7237819112611667180</id><published>2008-06-15T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T09:03:41.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Macon</title><content type='html'>Well we got to Macon around 4 pm this afternoon. We spent the afternoon helping the church get ready for VBS or as they call it Vacation Bible Extreme. In that time we set up our rooms and helped the church get things ready, after we got done at the church we came to a church members house for a pool party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-7237819112611667180?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/7237819112611667180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=7237819112611667180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/7237819112611667180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/7237819112611667180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-macon.html' title='In Macon'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6463987319448821497.post-2955628331401148533</id><published>2008-06-15T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T07:15:08.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SFUj7VxYORI/AAAAAAAAACM/FagaB6mHG0Y/s1600-h/PIC-0017-708253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SFUj7VxYORI/AAAAAAAAACM/FagaB6mHG0Y/s320/PIC-0017-708253.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212111646114724114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well it Sunday around 9:00am and I am heading to the church to leave for a mission trip to Macon with the 8th grade kids from Dawson. We are going to be spending the week there helping out with VBS at a church. Well I am almost at the church but I will post as the week goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6463987319448821497-2955628331401148533?l=journey-to-there.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/feeds/2955628331401148533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6463987319448821497&amp;postID=2955628331401148533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/2955628331401148533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6463987319448821497/posts/default/2955628331401148533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://journey-to-there.blogspot.com/2008/06/heading-out.html' title='Heading Out'/><author><name>Charlie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10221312639141669803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/S_vfV54NFUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PRQO0mZJL9c/S220/9434_1240325968818_1249364236_718194_1293301_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-QLDAcCeFCg/SFUj7VxYORI/AAAAAAAAACM/FagaB6mHG0Y/s72-c/PIC-0017-708253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
