<?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-17224348</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:51:52.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Squatty Wisdom</title><subtitle type='html'>Wisdom that is slightly short and can't jump high either for that matter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-4813523442554786631</id><published>2007-03-26T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:59:05.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Big Equipment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9bOs1rJZQ0/RghEzFXqP1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/E9vF_K-5DWw/s1600-h/tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9bOs1rJZQ0/RghEzFXqP1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/E9vF_K-5DWw/s320/tractor.jpg" border="0" alt="John Deere 5205 tractor"id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046359026874072914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday I got the chance to use the tractor that we have at  work (pictured above). Before using it, I was timid to say the least. At first, I was still uncomfortable using it. However after using it for a while, I really liked driving it and using the front-end loader to move mulch and sand. The next day, I got to use it again. I thought, "I could get use to this." All in all, I had a lot of fun using the tractor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-4813523442554786631?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4813523442554786631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=4813523442554786631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/4813523442554786631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/4813523442554786631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-like-big-equipment.html' title='I Like Big Equipment'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A9bOs1rJZQ0/RghEzFXqP1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/E9vF_K-5DWw/s72-c/tractor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-7197981742340528174</id><published>2007-02-05T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:37:12.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Variety</title><content type='html'>I don't like doing the "same ol' same ol'." I believe that a lack of variety is dangerous. I think that variety is a gift from God and takes creativity, another gift from God. So here are some areas in which we should inject some variety. Do whatever it takes; just do something different once in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reading&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But, I don't get it!&lt;/span&gt; Read something that challenges you.&lt;/span&gt; Are you artistic? Read a science or history book. Are you a science person? Read literature or poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can only read ____&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Does your library look like only one section of a bookstore?&lt;span&gt; Read something different.&lt;/span&gt; Mix up the style you read. Don't read one genre, like me. Read biographies, comic collections (i.e., Calvin and Hobbes and The Far Side), famous fiction, literature, a textbook, poetry, theology, or philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Vary your reading to keep your mind out of a rut. Variety is as refreshing to the mind as it is to the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;J. Oswald Sanders, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiritual Leadership&lt;/span&gt;, p. 106&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meatloaf again?!&lt;/span&gt; Eat something different.&lt;/span&gt; Do you usually eat something containing: avocado, feta cheese, or some spice that is hard to spell? Try making/ eating something really simple: no fancy spices, no nuts, no presentation, and no fancy add-ons. On the other hand if all you eat is prepackaged and out of a box, try making/ eating something fancy. Experiment with spices and meats. Trying making the food LOOK good, too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dancing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's more than swing. &lt;/span&gt;Dance a different dance. This applies to anyone who dances one style or a few styles only. There are dances from Aar Oyun to Zydeco (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_dances" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). Pick one! Learn to dance it. Teach others. Be willing to do it and mix it up. Now, most dances will not apply to group settings and parties, but you get the idea. Do something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Put on your dancing shoes. &lt;/span&gt;If you don't dance, start doing it. Don't worry that you "can't." Do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. Have fun. That's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Music&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change the tune. &lt;/span&gt;Listen to other genres of music. Do you listen to rap? Try jazz. Do you listen to classical? Try techno. Listen to polka? Ok, so no one does that. From Acapella to World, there are so many styles of music. Give them all a chance. Music is so very different yet basically the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-7197981742340528174?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7197981742340528174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=7197981742340528174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/7197981742340528174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/7197981742340528174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2007/02/variety.html' title='Variety'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115940396937559219</id><published>2007-01-31T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:42:40.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Signs That You Are a Sovereign Grace Ministries Fan</title><content type='html'>1. You know exactly when to say, "All my days!" in the song  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unmeasured&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Girl and Talk are two words that will never have the same meaning again.&lt;br /&gt;3. You find yourself using words like: Propitiation, Justification, Courtship, Reformed, and Orthodoxy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tiny books seem to have big impacts.&lt;br /&gt;5. You have role models like: John Owen, Jonathan Edwards, Elisabeth Elliot, Charles Spurgeon, Carolyn McCulley, and Martin Luther.&lt;br /&gt;6. Men: You have this odd desire to shave your head and have at least 38 kids.&lt;br /&gt;Women: You enjoy modesty and words like femininity and womanhood... oh yeah, and desire to have at least 38 kids.&lt;br /&gt;7. You own a book or poster with "The Puritans" written on it.&lt;br /&gt;8. 'Na' does not register as sodium in your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115940396937559219?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115940396937559219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115940396937559219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115940396937559219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115940396937559219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/7-signs-that-you-are-sovereign-grace.html' title='8 Signs That You Are a Sovereign Grace Ministries Fan'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-1184496351770179044</id><published>2007-01-22T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:28:23.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>_________</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long down time between posts. Do not fret. I am alive and have not forgotten you (if any), my loyal readers. New posts are on the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-1184496351770179044?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1184496351770179044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=1184496351770179044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/1184496351770179044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/1184496351770179044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='_________'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115958822871135267</id><published>2007-01-03T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T22:06:16.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach Me, pt. 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes, I find myself not expressing true humility. First, when dealing with vertical humility (relating to God), I find myself admitting depravity and thinking that that is humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Christian humility does not consist in denying what there is of good in us; but in an abiding sense of ill-desert, and in the consciousness that what we have of good is due to the grace of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Charles Hodge, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Exposition of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the First&lt;/span&gt; Epistle to the Corinthians&lt;/span&gt;, p. 317&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For instance if someone points out something good in my life, I often respond with an admittance of depravity ("I am not capable of _____.") While this isn't false humility, it isn't humility either and is as bad as if I was having an attitude of pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Humility, then, gives credit where credit is due.... Pride, which is the opposite of humility, seeks to find within ourselves some innate goodness or even to ascribe to our own commitment or faithfulness the cause of any blessings of God in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt;, p. 201&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;While I am not taking credit for  myself, I am not giving proper credit and glory to God.  Pride takes the glory that God deserves, for doing good in our lives, for ourselves. While I am not taking glory for myself, I am not giving it to God either. Either way, God is not glorified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Humility begins with God's grace and recognizes that the good in us in the form of Christlike character, and the good done by us in service to God and other people, is totally undeserved  on our part and is due to the work of the Holy Spirit in our lives. But humility does not deny the evidences of His gracious work in us and through us. To do so would be to dishonor Him as much as to ascribe the cause and results of His working to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt;, p. 201&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;May I learn to honor You, oh God, with true humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, when dealing with horizontal humility (relating to others), I do not pursue that others would be successful. I see myself as superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pride...is comparing ourselves with others and seeing &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; as superior to them in some way - whether it be in character, conduct, or achievement. One of the worst forms of pride is spiritual pride, and attitude that I am more holy, or righteous, or faithful, or obedient, or more fruitful in evangelism than others. Humility towards others, then, is...a recognition that all we are and do that is of any worth is a gift of God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt;, p. 202&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/17224348-115958822871135267?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115958822871135267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115958822871135267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115958822871135267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115958822871135267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/teach-me-pt-3.html' title='Teach Me, pt. 3'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-1899739387287819879</id><published>2006-12-14T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:39:17.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Gifts</title><content type='html'>As we approach the Christmas season, I think it fitting to draw our attention from presents to a Gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O Source of all good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shall I render to thee for the gift of gifts,&lt;br /&gt;thine own dear Son, begotten, not created,&lt;br /&gt;my Redeemer, proxy, surety, substitute,&lt;br /&gt;his self-emptying incomprehensible,&lt;br /&gt;his infinity of love beyond the heart's grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herein is wonder of wonders:&lt;br /&gt;he came below to raise me above,&lt;br /&gt;was born like me that I might become like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herein is love;&lt;br /&gt;when I cannot rise to him he draws near on&lt;br /&gt;wings of grace,&lt;br /&gt;to raise me to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herein is power;&lt;br /&gt;when Deity and humanity were infinitely apart&lt;br /&gt;he united them in indissoluble unity,&lt;br /&gt;the uncreated and the created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herein is wisdom;&lt;br /&gt;when I was undone, with no will to return to him,&lt;br /&gt;and no intellect to devise recovery,&lt;br /&gt;he came, God-incarnate, to save me&lt;br /&gt;to the uttermost,&lt;br /&gt;as man to die my death,&lt;br /&gt;to shed satisfying blood on my behalf,&lt;br /&gt;to work out a perfect righteousness for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God, take me in spirit to the watchful shepherds,&lt;br /&gt;and enlarge my mind;&lt;br /&gt;let me hear good tidings of great joy,&lt;br /&gt;and hearing, believe, rejoice, praise, adore,&lt;br /&gt;my conscience bathed in an ocean of repose,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes uplifted  to a reconciled Father;&lt;br /&gt;place me with ox, ass, camel, goat,&lt;br /&gt;to look with them upon my Redeemer's face,&lt;br /&gt;and in him account myself delivered from sin;&lt;br /&gt;let me with Simeon clasp the new-born child&lt;br /&gt;to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;embrace him with undying faith,&lt;br /&gt;exulting that he is mine and I am his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In him thou hast given me so much&lt;br /&gt;that heaven can give no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Puritan Prayer, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Valley of Vision&lt;/span&gt;, p. 28-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-1899739387287819879?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1899739387287819879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=1899739387287819879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/1899739387287819879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/1899739387287819879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift-of-gifts.html' title='The Gift of Gifts'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115958821548953615</id><published>2006-12-11T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:33:06.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach Me, pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...contentment is....focusing on the fact that all we do have, we have by the grace of God. We do not deserve anything we have, materially or spiritually. It is all by His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt; p. 199&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Following &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teach Me, pt. 1&lt;/span&gt;, contentment goes along with gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gratitude is a handmaiden of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;contentment&lt;/span&gt;. An ever-growing attitude of gratitude will certainly make us more content since we will be focusing more on what we do have...than on what we do not have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt; p. 199&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;When a proper view of gratitude is obtained, contentment is based out of realizing that I don't deserve what I have. If I am discontent, I am thinking that I am not getting what I deserve. Therefore, desiring things that I do not have now as though I should have them now is a perversion of appropriating God's grace in that, God is gracious to give me more than I deserve. If I am grateful for grace, I am content in the sufficiency of it and not looking for satisfaction in other areas or possessions. So by looking to other things out of discontentment, I am not only saying that Christ is not all satisfying but also saying that I am not grateful for God being so gracious. Obviously, having things I do not have now (i.e., a spouse) is gracious of God, but taking the mindset as though I must have them now displays the same ungratefulness of a spoiled child and leaves me discontent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But godliness with contentment is great gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;1 Timothy 6:6 (&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115958821548953615?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115958821548953615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115958821548953615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115958821548953615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115958821548953615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/teach-me-pt-2.html' title='Teach Me, pt. 2'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-8715568513870007390</id><published>2006-12-05T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:31:25.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Most Like a Fox</title><content type='html'>While at my dad's house for Thanksgiving, I happened across this gem from my childhood. It is a story about how I am most like a fox that I wrote for school, many years ago. I hope that you, like me, find the style and wording to be hilarious. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am Most Like a Fox by Travis Evans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am most like a fox because I am smart like one. I use my brain in tough situations. If I am having a problem, I try to solve it cleverly.&lt;br /&gt;    I can handle stressful situations. A fox can't panic, or it will get caught by hunters. I say this because in some situations if I were to panic, it would mean big trouble for me.&lt;br /&gt;    I have good eye-sight, like a fox. A fox can see for long distances. So can I. A fox isn't near-sighted or far-sighted, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;    I can smell really well, like a fox. I can smell things that are pretty far &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;. I can also tell what the smell is.&lt;br /&gt;    The fox is different from me because it can hear really well; I can't. It is slim; I am not. It has a tail; I don't. It has claws; I don't.&lt;br /&gt;    I am still like a fox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-8715568513870007390?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8715568513870007390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=8715568513870007390' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/8715568513870007390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/8715568513870007390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-most-like-fox.html' title='I Am Most Like a Fox'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115958819846382306</id><published>2006-11-27T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:01:04.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach Me, pt. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself, "Am I grateful? Am I grateful for what Christ did for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The very first character trait that should flow out of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt; God's grace is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; to Him. Everything we are and everything we do that is of any value, we owe to the grace of God. This, of course, begins with our salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt; p. 196-197&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;We all have seen a spoiled brat in a store before. We have seen a parent try to please the child while trying to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enforce&lt;/span&gt; a rule, and we watch as the chaos unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Child: I want that toy. I don't have that toy.&lt;br /&gt;Parent: You already have some new toys and plenty of other toys.&lt;/blockquote&gt;At this point does the child respond with: "Why, you are absolutely correct. And by the way, thank you for providing me with clothing, food, and a warm place to live."? Of course not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Child: But, I don't have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; one!&lt;br /&gt;Parent: Maybe for your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Child: No, now! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tantrum &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ensues&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We, as bystanders, think, "What an ungrateful little brat. The only thing that kid needs is a good beating!" However, that brat is me! I am ungrateful. I have so much, yet act as though I have nothing. Not only am I secure in that I have food, clothes, and a roof over my head, but also I am secure in that my eternal state is secure because of my salvation by grace through faith in Christ! My greatest need is satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We actually ought to "say grace" continually &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; the day for the temporal and spiritual blessings that come our way so abundantly. I know many of us are going through some difficult times, and it's tough to have a grateful spirit. But if we will stop and consider, we will recognize that we are still recipients every day of the amazing grace of God. If we are truly  growing in grace, gratitude--and its expression in actually giving thanks to God--will be an ever-growing characteristic in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt; p. 198-199&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Meditate on the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abundantly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I saved, not only do I receive perfect blessings from God, but also, on top of it all, I &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abundantly&lt;/span&gt;. What is there to be ungrateful about?! There is not even room for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115958819846382306?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115958819846382306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115958819846382306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115958819846382306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115958819846382306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/11/teach-me-pt-1.html' title='Teach Me, pt. 1'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448491119752638</id><published>2006-10-31T04:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:18.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;For this very reason, make every effort to supplement your faith with virtue,&lt;span class="footnote"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=2+Peter+1#f5" name="b5" id="b5" title="Or 'excellence'; twice in this verse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and virtue with knowledge,&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and knowledge with self-control, and self-control with steadfastness, and steadfastness with godliness,&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and godliness with brotherly affection, and brotherly affection with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;2 Peter 1:5-7 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Put on then, as God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassion, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, &lt;span class="verse-num"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. &lt;span class="verse-num"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Colossians 3:12-14 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins.&lt;/div&gt;1 Peter 4:8 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At first glance, these verses seem out of place for this series. However, I would say (and hope to express) that these verses are at the heart of any application that we can take away from all of the other verses in this series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These verses call us to supplement and put on love with all other Christian traits. However, we are not merely putting on love along with these traits. Love binds them all together. Without love, what is the motivation of godliness, forgiving each other, patience, etc.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is out of love that we:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cherish for others the very same love that we bear toward ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;-in our dealings with others we never show selfishness, irritability, peevishness, or indifference.&lt;br /&gt;-take a genuine interest in their welfare and seek to promote their interests, honor, and well-being. (Read this point again: Do you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seek&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promote&lt;/span&gt; others?)&lt;br /&gt;-never regard them with a feeling of prideful superiority, nor do we ever talk about their failings.&lt;br /&gt;-never resent any wrongs they do to us, but instead are always ready to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;-always treat others as we would have them treat us.&lt;br /&gt;-are always patient and kind, never envious or boastful, never proud or rude, never self-seeking. We are not easily angered and we keep no record, even in our mind, of wrongs done to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Gospel for Real Life - Jerry Bridges, p. 27-28&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, remember CARE. As brothers and sisters in Christ, we are supposed to care for one another, to have genuine love for each other.  What does care look like?  Remember  CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Challenge&lt;br /&gt;Admonish&lt;br /&gt;Regard&lt;br /&gt;Encourage&lt;/blockquote&gt;Challenge each other in areas in order to live lives worthy of the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;Admonish, to warn in a gentle or earnest manner, each other; correct  one another.&lt;br /&gt;Regard each other. Have brotherly or sisterly affection toward one another.&lt;br /&gt;Encourage each other. Point out evidences of God's grace and work in each other's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not capable of properly or adequately loving any of you reading this. If anything is shown to the contrary, then it is all by God's grace and to Him be all the glory. Please, keep me accountable to being a proper brother to you my brothers and sisters in Christ. I have thoroughly enjoyed this series, especially for my own sake. I have been convicted time and time again. God has shown me the sinful desires of my heart. The core selfishness and pride that make it up. Yet, I do not despair. God is gracious. He extends grace that I do not deserve, and He loves me with a holy love, a perfect love, and a love that is free of wrath because Jesus Christ paid for my sins with the greatest display of genuine love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions, feel free to talk to me in person or &lt;a href="mailto:tevans8@gmail.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;. Also, please listen to these following messages and seek to apply them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web-students.pstcc.edu/web2210ww1/s%5Ftaevans/01%20Put%20on%20the%20Lord%20Jesus%20Christ.mp3"&gt;Put on the Lord Jesus Christ - John Piper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web-students.pstcc.edu/web2210ww1/s%5Ftaevans/01%20Courtship,%20Shmourtship%20What%20Reall.mp3"&gt;Courtship, Shmourtship - Joshua Harris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genuine love will be addressed again in a later series: Brother/Sister Relationships&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/17224348-115448491119752638?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448491119752638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448491119752638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448491119752638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448491119752638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/genuine-love-pt-8.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 8'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115940455919266688</id><published>2006-10-29T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:20.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Philippians 2:3-8 (ESV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before this Genuine Love series draws to an end with one final post on application, I want to cover what I call "The Mottos" of genuine love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Genuine love in our spirit makes our motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do nothing from rivalry or conceit.&lt;/span&gt; We should never be motivated to act based on rivalry or conceit but rather out of love, genuine love. No matter the action, we should do it with a heart of genuine love. Also, we must make sure to never disguise actions as though we are doing them to serve one another but are really being motivated out of rivalry or conceit. Those are selfish motivations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Genuine love in our spirit drives our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others.&lt;/span&gt; Only out of humility can we act out genuine love. What are these actions? They are any action rooted in counting others more significant than yourself and rooted in looking not only to your own interests but also to the interests of others -- laying down your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Genuine love in our spirit is based on the Standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross.&lt;/span&gt; We must have this mindset of genuine love because Christ, though He was equal with God, did not hold on to the position He had (being with God) and displayed perfect humility and genuine love by lowering Himself (taking the form of a servant) and dying on a cross for our sins. Think on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ was with God, yet he did not view that a thing to keep. Why? Obedience to the Father that Christ would redeem us with His death. Think of a high king stepping down from his throne in order to be a peasant. Why would/should he? How much more awesome when it's a High King becoming our sin. WHY!? Christ had equality with God, yet laid down his life for us. Therefore, whatever we have equality with (money, free time, etc.) we should be willing to lay down for each other, considering ourselves least of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115940455919266688?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115940455919266688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115940455919266688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115940455919266688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115940455919266688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/genuine-love-pt-7.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 7'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-116201524049051493</id><published>2006-10-28T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:21.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Update</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to call your attention to some changes. In the sidebar, a new blog is linked under &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blogs&lt;/span&gt;. It is Confessions of a Reformed Baptist by Dave McCarthy. YES! My life has waited for this moment! Dave is so very full of wisdom and knowledge. His blog will be excellent I just know it. Also, there are now links to the Genuine Love Series posts under &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genuine Love Series&lt;/span&gt; for those who have not read them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the music will be totally changed out for all new songs in a short period of time. Any requests?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-116201524049051493?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/116201524049051493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=116201524049051493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116201524049051493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116201524049051493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/latest-update.html' title='Latest Update'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-116165151989976532</id><published>2006-10-23T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:21.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Image of Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/bigdeath.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/bigdeath.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: I am the one wearing the mask in the blue sweatshirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be able to jump very high, but that doesn't mean I can't strike fear into the hearts of people. Gentle Squatty? HAH! Little babes wept at the sight of my ferocious killing nature. The elderly trembled before my presence of death. Everyone else is chit-chatting while I, the mad beast, am sporting a look of terror. Be afraid...be very afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where do I get the ability to aim and talent to go with my look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-116165151989976532?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/116165151989976532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=116165151989976532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116165151989976532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116165151989976532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/image-of-death.html' title='The Image of Death'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-116131301384529219</id><published>2006-10-19T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:21.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk in the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/shawshank.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/shawshank.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How often do you see people running to get out of the rain? A walk in the rain can be so sobering (and I don't mean when you are drunk). Humans flee the elements. Most of that I understand, but rain (unless it's a flood of course)? Now, I am a person who hates wearing wet clothes, especially wet socks. I mean I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HATE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, now and again I will just stroll through the rain letting myself slowly become drenched in it. The best time is when you have an umbrella or rain jacket and you forgo using it and carry it while getting wet. Do I deserve to be kept dry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain excites the senses. It makes the body scream, "I am alive!" and not dead as I deserve. As I walk, I will often look up and watch the rain fall to the ground. Rain is so fascinating. Look up the science behind it some time. Rain is gentle yet can be firm and beat against you. Rain exposes our failure to depend on ourselves.  (If you don't think so, how often has rain changed your plan?) Rain can start up slowly and stay all day, or it can start up in a hurry and leave in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, we want to exclude ourselves from nature. We can set our own temperatures (with A/C or heating), stay dry in the rain, keep warm in the snow, unburned in the sunlight.  Now, I am not saying that we get rid of these things that make life easier on us. But, we should not totally remove ourselves from the wonderful changes and power of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never done so, I encourage you to take a slow, long walk in a good gentle rain some time. Soak it in, and think about these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I do not deserve to be kept dry. Is it pride that drives me to stay dry?&lt;br /&gt;2. God is masterful and nature is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rain can be gentle and powerful, creating small puddles or mighty rivers.&lt;br /&gt;4. If the creation is so wonderful, marvelous, and beautiful, how much more so is the Creator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;For he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;Matthew 5:45 (ESV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;&lt;/span&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/17224348-116131301384529219?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/116131301384529219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=116131301384529219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116131301384529219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116131301384529219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/walk-in-rain.html' title='A Walk in the Rain'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-116110405301484774</id><published>2006-10-17T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:21.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manspeak</title><content type='html'>That's right, the Manspeak blog is officially up and running. Whether ye be lad or las, stroll on over and peruse the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://themalebag.wordpress.com/"&gt;Manspeak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor's note:&lt;br /&gt;Fear not faithful SW readers, Squatty Wisdom will still be as active as ever (as if that really means anything).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-116110405301484774?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/116110405301484774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=116110405301484774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116110405301484774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116110405301484774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/manspeak.html' title='Manspeak'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-116010203652052410</id><published>2006-10-05T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:21.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Relaxing Music in the Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/universe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are like me and enjoy really good music (especially to relax to), then you are going to love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring you: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/series/91235/ref=pd_serl_music/102-6959112-0709751?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;edition=audioCD"&gt;The Most Relaxing Series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This collection of music is greater than great! No matter what type of music you like, this collection is for you!&lt;br /&gt;Just check it out. Plus, the CD's are cheap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-116010203652052410?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/116010203652052410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=116010203652052410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116010203652052410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/116010203652052410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/most-relaxing-music-in-universe.html' title='The Most Relaxing Music in the Universe'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448510241483554</id><published>2006-10-04T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:18.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;John 3:16 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In other words, for this is how God loved the world, that he gave his only Son.... How much does God love us? He loves us so much that He would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;freely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; give his Son to die for our sins so that whoever believes in Him should not perish, as our sins deserve, but have eternal life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us look at the free nature of this gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But the free gift is not like the trespass. For if many died through one man's trespass, much more have the grace of God and the free gift by the grace of that one man Jesus Christ abounded for many. And the free gift is not like the result of that one man's sin. For the judgment following one trespass brought condemnation, but the free gift following many trespasses brought justification. If, because of one man's trespass, death reigned through that one man, much more will those who receive the abundance of grace and the free gift of righteousness reign in life through the one man Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Romans 5:15-17 (ESV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Paul refers to life in Christ as "the free gift" five times. Not just a gift, a free gift. Paul could have referenced "the free gift" once and just as "the gift" from then on. Yet, he words it as "the free gift" in every instance. Important? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now (being saved), when we were dead in our sins, we were spiritually bankrupt. We were in "debt" and could in no way begin to "pay" any of that "debt". Jesus Christ completely "paid" our "debt" with His life. So, by faith, the "debt" to God that our sin created is completely "paid." Yet, we could be newly in "debt" to Christ for "paying" for our sins. (Like owing a bank for a loan that paid for debt because of school tuition). In essence, replacing one form of debt with a new form of debt.  God would have been right to make us no longer in debt to sin but in debt to Christ's life. However, we are not (and cannot be) in debt to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;free gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is this true?&lt;br /&gt;Well, Paul says, "those who receive the abundance of grace and the free gift of righteousness reign in life through the one man Jesus Christ." Those who are in debt do not reign, over anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how can debtors reign?&lt;br /&gt;They can't, debt must be removed. Therefore, we reign in (or because of) whatever took our debt away. Paul says that we reign in life through the one man Jesus Christ. As stated earlier, life through the one man Jesus Christ is the free gift. This means that we reign in the free gift. Since we could not pay our own debt, we cannot reign in (or because of) ourselves. Therefore, all is in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did God show us genuine love by giving His only Son to die for a sinful, rebellious race but also  by giving His Son freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115448510241483554?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448510241483554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448510241483554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448510241483554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448510241483554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/genuine-love-pt-6.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 6'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448506332475843</id><published>2006-10-02T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:18.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Greater love has no one than this, that someone lays down his life for his friends.&lt;span class="woc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; 15:13 (ESV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here we find ourselves once again at the notion that genuine love means laying down our life, not for ourselves but for others. In part 3 of this series, we looked at 1 John 3:16. That verse showed us where our knowledge of love and our ability to love come from, the fact that Jesus laid down His life for us and by that we now know love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying down our lives does not necessarily result in laying down our lives unto death, but that might be the result of laying it down. For what purpose are we laying down our lives? The gospel of Jesus Christ, whether that means sharing it or making sure others live lives worthy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it look like to lay down a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And he said to all, &lt;span class="woc"&gt;“If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="verse-num-woc"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake will save it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="verse-num-woc"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;For what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses or forfeits himself?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="verse-num-woc"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;For whoever is ashamed of me and of my words, of him will the Son of Man be ashamed when he comes in his glory and the glory of the Father and of the holy angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Luke 9:23-26 (ESV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laying down our lives for our friends means that we:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Deny ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;2. Take up our cross and follow Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;3. Die to the world and not pursue any of its wealth (not just money).&lt;br /&gt;4. Are not ashamed of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;Luke 9:62 (ESV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Like Paul in Philippians 3, we must strain and press on towards the goal. We must press on by dying to ourselves and laying down our lives for the gospel. If we do this (seek the gospel and its futherance) for the sake of others, we cannot have a greater (or more genuine) love for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115448506332475843?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448506332475843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448506332475843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448506332475843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448506332475843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/genuine-love-pt-5.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 5'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115699895381619527</id><published>2006-09-28T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:19.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Squatty Wisdom!</title><content type='html'>Today, the ol' blog turns 1. What a great first year! Thanks for reading. Sorry, no cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115699895381619527?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115699895381619527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115699895381619527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115699895381619527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115699895381619527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-squatty-wisdom.html' title='Happy Birthday, Squatty Wisdom!'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115939903434962622</id><published>2006-09-27T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:19.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Gooooooogle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/8th_birthday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/8th_birthday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's favorite search engine turned 8 today! I hope there is some cake left...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115939903434962622?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115939903434962622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115939903434962622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115939903434962622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115939903434962622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-gooooooogle.html' title='Happy Birthday, Gooooooogle!'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448484324141894</id><published>2006-09-13T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works,&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hebrews 10:24-25 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The call to genuine love is also a call to involvement in other people's lives (corporate living). First, genuine love at its core demands that interaction take place. Obviously, we could not express the aspects of genuine love that have been discussed in previous posts without interacting with someone. However, genuine love also demands more than simple interaction. Corporate living requires participation in the lives of others. Interactions do not require participation. I can interact with someone without participating in their life, yet I cannot be involved without participating in their life. Therefore, I cannot genuinely love my brothers and sisters without participating in their lives. (Whether you are convicted at this point or not, I know that I sure am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corporate living (or living with active participation) helps us in not being self-sufficient, in increasing humility, in decreasing selfishness, in adding strength to pursuits, and in living lives worthy of the gospel (Philippians 1:27). This is God's design for His people. I believe this to be a context that He uses to work in our lives, not that we are each other's source for the previous statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you actively and intentionally encourage?&lt;br /&gt;I know that at times I wait until someone is put on my heart for me to encourage them. Yet, I would say that we should be always considering encouraging one another, and I have seen the fruit of that. I recommend using a planner and writing down names on certain days, perhaps one a week to start. "But I don't know what to say." Step out in faith that the Holy Spirit will direct your speech. God is faithful to corporate living because He is actively involved in our lives and calls us to active participation as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you stir?&lt;br /&gt;In other words, are you a source for moving your brothers and sisters to love and do good works? What this means is that you are actively involved in spurring others on to live lives worthy of the gospel, to apply works to the faith they claim, and to correct as necessary. I submit the following analogy (if it so works):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fellow brothers and sisters are water in a pitcher. Love and good works are kool-aid. We are called to be spoons, to stir up love and good works in our brothers and sisters as kool-aid is stirred up in water. Yet, the spoon does not stir without a Stirrer (God) nor does the water or the spoon add the kool-aid, meaning God is our source of love and good works. We do not love or do any good works on our own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115448484324141894?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448484324141894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448484324141894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448484324141894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448484324141894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/genuine-love-pt-4.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 4'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448481550112634</id><published>2006-09-04T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;By this we know love, that he laid down his life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for the brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;1 John 3:16 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The repeating principle of genuine love is that God first showed love to us by laying down the life of His Son, Jesus Christ, and in light of that, we are called to count others as more important than ourselves--to lay down our own lives for each other, even unto death if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme behind a lack of love is, "I do not want to be the least of all." Christians know not to desire to be first, with the mentality: I want everyone serving me. We understand that we are to serve, but we do not desire to be the least. Our sinful nature and pride make sure that we "get ours." So even when we serve, we may look for some sort of repayment, something to "relieve" the "burden" of dying to ourself. Yet, I would say that we are to ever press on in service and love to the point of exhaustion and death, never once concerning ourselves with ourselves. The cost of following Christ and His example of love is exhaustion, even death. If we are to be exhausted, where is strength? In Christ! If we are to die, where is life? In Christ! With such a source, we should run with joy and passion towards exhausting all that we are to serve and love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I do not desire to exhaust myself in loving. I do not want to look like someone who has traveled in the desert for days, in that I am tired beyond tired, barely moving on hands and knees with tattered clothes, yearning for one drop of water, a moments relief. Yet, Christ did it for me. He did not and could not trade laying down His life for simple rest and comfort. Through it all, He was not unhappy. Love was His motivation. Likewise, because of His love, love shall be our motivation, and we will be joyful in the exhaustion. Scripture promises that Christ will be our strength, our source of rest, and our source of water (water that we need more than life and will make us to never be thirsty forever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again I say (from the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Audience of One&lt;/span&gt;), how can I not pledge all my love [and service] in light of all that He has done? There is no fear, no loss. Only hope and gain! I can be comforted because I cannot be more "least of all" than Christ. He perfectly served and loved in every way, never being selfish. He can support and be the perfect rock and foundation to all that I do. Therefore, I ought to lay down my life for the brothers and sisters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115448481550112634?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448481550112634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448481550112634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448481550112634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448481550112634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/genuine-love-pt-3.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 3'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115680253961527252</id><published>2006-09-04T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:19.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day</title><content type='html'>In order to break up my "Paul Steele-ish" posts as of late, I have decided to inject humor and wish everyone a happy Labor Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy these fine odes to Labor Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail83.html"&gt;Labor Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com/toons.html"&gt;Labor Dabor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on Puppet Stuff&lt;br /&gt;Click on Labor Dabor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden Stuff for Labor Day:&lt;br /&gt;-Click on Chrispy's name to see the .&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the cooler when the King of Town comes by and mentions the cooler.&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the "Labor Dabor" sign to hear Homestar sing "Everybody Knows It."&lt;br /&gt;-Click on Strong Bad's Diamond to see a Schenectady Crispies cereal commercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden Stuff for Labor Dabor:&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the upper third left-most popcorn (it's completely unobstructed) to see a "STRIKE" animation.&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the mostly unobstructed popcorn directly beneath the "N" to see a "SPLIT" animation.&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the huge popcorn piece beneath "DE" to see a "SPARE" animation.&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the mostly unobstructed popcorn piece that is directly right of the large piece and underneath the "D." to see a "DOUBLE GUTTER" animation.&lt;br /&gt;-Click on the lower second right-most popcorn (it's mostly unobstructed) to see an "IT'S STILL YOUR TURN!!!" animation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115680253961527252?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115680253961527252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115680253961527252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115680253961527252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115680253961527252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115664739968939679</id><published>2006-08-31T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:19.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SELFISH!</title><content type='html'>Even as I write a series on genuine love, I am without a desire to put others before myself. I desire to please myself and pursue my own desires. I lack care for anyone else. I don't want to serve others. I don't want to be least of all. I need the genuine love that God showed to me! For grace is my strength. I entrust my power to serve and love as I should to come from the strength of Jesus Christ. I will boast in Jesus Christ! Without whom, I have no power, no strength to love. Holy Spirit, I am dependent on Your directions. Without them, I want to revel in my own desires, even my own pitiful emotions: anger, sadness, pain and hurt, jealousy, and others. How absurd-yet true-that I love to dwell on, better yet immerse and engross myself in,  anger and selfishness!  I am so very thankful for the propitiatory death of Jesus Christ, who died for these very sins! How can I not pledge all my love (and service) in light of all that He has done? God, I look to Your truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Romans 8:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he said to me, &lt;span class="woc"&gt;“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”&lt;/span&gt; Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115664739968939679?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115664739968939679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115664739968939679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115664739968939679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115664739968939679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/selfish.html' title='SELFISH!'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115586991112203215</id><published>2006-08-26T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:18.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sympathy of the Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="en-NIV-30014" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;yet was without sin. Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hebrews 4:15-16 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Let us notice that verse 15 does not say: "For we do not have a high priest who is unable to have pity...." or "For we do not have a high priest who is unable to have compassion...." Rather, it says that Jesus is able to sympathize with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times, I think we tend to think of pity, compassion, and sympathy as being more similar than they are. Pity implies tender or sometimes slightly contemptuous sorrow for one in misery or distress. Compassion implies tender or sometimes slightly contemptuous sorrow for one in misery or distress along with a desire to alleviate it. Sympathy in the Greek means common (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;syn-&lt;/span&gt;) feelings, emotion, or experience (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pathos&lt;/span&gt;). Sympathy is much more personal than pity or compassion. You can have pity or compassion for someone without suffering the same burden as them; however, you cannot have sympathy without suffering the same burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, verse 15 is saying that Jesus has a tender sorrow for our burdens, but, more than that, He went through the same burdens that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is pity; but it is something more than pity: it is the pity which a man of kind affections feels towards those who are suffering what he himself suffered....&lt;br /&gt;The Son of God, had He never become incarnate, might have pitied, but He could not have sympathized with His people. To render Him capable of pity, it was necessary that He should become man that He might be susceptible of suffering, and that He should actually be a sufferer that He might be susceptible of sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dr. John Brown, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Exposition of Hebrews&lt;/span&gt;, p. 231&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I suspect, however, that many of us, especially when we are experiencing physical or emotional pain, question whether or not Jesus suffered in the same way we are suffering. After all, He never experienced prolonged unemployment, or had a child die in an auto accident, or endured the debilitating effects of a crippling disease, or watched a spouse die slowly and painfully from cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt;, p. 175&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While Jesus may not have experienced the exact same burdens as us, He suffered more than any of us will ever know. He was forsaken by God. The creation totally void of involvement from the creator, the sustenance of the creation. None of us have ever been cut off from the Creator, who sustains us. As God's creations, we cannot bare to be removed from the Creator. I believe this to be the biggest pain and sorrow of Hell, total separation from the Creator who is knitted into our very being. Jesus suffered such a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So Jesus does fully understand and sympathize with us in our times of trials. We can be sure, whatever the nature of our hurts, they are not new to Him. Because Jesus can enter into our hurts and does sympathize with us, we can approach God's throne with confidence, without being ashamed to lay our weaknesses before Him. He understands and He cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jerry Bridges, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt;, pp. 175-176&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115586991112203215?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115586991112203215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115586991112203215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115586991112203215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115586991112203215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/sympathy-of-savior.html' title='The Sympathy of the Savior'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448478735112052</id><published>2006-08-16T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God. Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love.&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him. In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;1 John 4:7-11 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;1. What does genuine love look like?&lt;br /&gt;Genuine love is rooted in God, without whom there is no love. In order to love, we must know God because love was manifested by and began (before creation) with the love expressed to us that God would pour all of His wrath on His Son for us, sinners. While grace is for some (Exodus 33:19), His love is for everyone. Jesus' propitiatory death is for everyone. Whether God is being gracious or just, He is still being loving. We are commanded to love God with all our heart, with all our soul, with all our strength, and with all our mind and to love our neighbor as ourselves (Luke 10:27). Notice that these two commands go together because we could not do one without doing the other. We could not love our neighbor without loving God because love is from God, and we could not love God without loving our neighbor because then we would not know God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why should we love?&lt;br /&gt;Because God so loved us. Since God's love has so affected us, we should not want to do anything but love one another out of gratitude. Love is an outward expression of the "knowledge" of Jesus Christ in our heart. I say "knowledge" because we don't learn or obtain wisdom of the saving grace of Jesus Christ that changes our hearts, but we are born of God and then know Jesus Christ by grace through faith, making our hearts of stone into hearts of flesh (Ezekiel 36:26). So, we should love not as if God said, "Because I told you to," but because His loving kindness is more than we deserve for sinning against a holy God who cannot have sin in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  How can we love?&lt;br /&gt;Because love is from God. All love that is genuine that we express to each other is based in the original act of love shown to us from God. Therefore, God works in us to show genuine love, because apart from God we do not know love because we do not know God. To know love is to know God. Therefore, the power to love comes from the Holy Spirit. In order to know love better, we must know God better. The more we read God's Word and learn more about Him, the more we will love. I dare say that we cannot love more than we proportionally know God because Jesus was God, and He showed the greatest expression of love that ever will be. Simply put, How much we know God = How much we can love. I don't think that we are capable of loving more than how much we know God. Otherwise, that "extra love" would be based in something other than God, and that is impossible since love is God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115448478735112052?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448478735112052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448478735112052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448478735112052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448478735112052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/genuine-love-pt-2.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 2'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115370044769310876</id><published>2006-08-07T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuine Love, pt. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good.&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Love one another with brotherly affection. Outdo one another in showing honor. Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit,&lt;span class="footnote"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;serve the Lord. Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. Contribute to the needs of the saints and seek to show hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Romans 12:9-13 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;We are called to genuinely love one another. Let us look at the aspects of genuine love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Genuine love is marked by abhorring evil.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot love evil and genuinely love each other. Our nature is to love that which is opposed to God (Psalm 14, Romans 3:10-18). Why is abhorring evil before holding fast to good? I would say that it is because, in order to genuinely love each other, we must rely on the grace of God and the work of the Holy Spirit because abhorring evil goes against our sinful state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Genuine love is marked by holding fast to good.&lt;br /&gt;Since we have "put off" loving evil, what now do we "put on"? Loving that which is good (Philippians 4:8). Because of the grace that God has shown to us in saving us from our sins by the death of Jesus Christ on the cross, we, in gratitude, desire that which is good and of God. Therefore, we can (are able to) love because God first showed us genuine love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Genuine love is marked by loving one another with brotherly affection.&lt;br /&gt;As brothers and sisters in Christ, we should honestly care about the state of each other's souls and earnestly yearn that each lives a life worthy of the Gospel. That means we should continually encourage, correct, and spur on one another. What brotherly affection looks like will be addressed in other parts of this series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Genuine love is marked by outdoing one another in showing honor.&lt;br /&gt;Genuine love is not the task of one person. Because of the grace that we have been shown, we should want to love showing honor and encouraging each other so much that we do it more and more with each time and more than someone just did. Be careful! This is not to be rooted in pride. It is based in glorifying God. That is why we should "compete" in doing it, for God's glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Genuine love is marked by not being slothful in zeal, being fervent in spirit, serving the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Be passionate! Zeal is the enthusiastic devotion to a cause, ideal, or goal and tireless diligence in its furtherance. Focus on the last part of the definition: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tireless&lt;/span&gt; diligence in its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;furtherance&lt;/span&gt;. Genuine love is displayed by tirelessly devoting our lives to the Gospel and its furtherance. That is how we show genuine love to unsaved people. We share with them the greatest news that they could hear! The news that can save their souls! Also, genuine love is rooted in serving the Lord. As we serve the Lord, genuine love will flow from our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Genuine love is marked by rejoicing in hope, being patient in tribulation, being constant in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;In other words, genuine love is marked by faith! [Application: Seek to apply this point to Howard's &lt;a href="http://www.cornerstonechurchofknoxville.com/sermons/8-06-06_HV.mp3"&gt;message&lt;/a&gt; from last Sunday (8/6).]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Genuine love is marked by contributing to the needs of the saints and seeking to show hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;Love that is genuine does not commit the sin of partiality (James 2:1-13).  Love does not have "sides" or "favorites." Genuine love is humble and sacrificial. Acts 2:45 demonstrates the care and desire (Philippians 2:3-4) that is needed in genuine love. There is no room for selfishness in genuine love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115370044769310876?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115370044769310876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115370044769310876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115370044769310876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115370044769310876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/genuine-love-pt-1.html' title='Genuine Love, pt. 1'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115464072592480892</id><published>2006-08-03T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:18.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja Mak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/ninja%20mak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/ninja%20mak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115464072592480892?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115464072592480892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115464072592480892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115464072592480892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115464072592480892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/ninja-mak.html' title='Ninja Mak'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115448468139779991</id><published>2006-08-02T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Groban</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/jg.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/200/jg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been a fan of Josh Groban for a long time. If you have never heard of him or listened to his work, you are missing a great vocalist with amazing talent. He sings so powerfully, and when he sings in other languages, he does it fluently. All of his music is filled with a captivating passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite songs would have to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oceano&lt;br /&gt;Per Te&lt;br /&gt;Mi Mancherai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more about Josh Groban: &lt;a href="http://www.joshgroban.com" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115448468139779991?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115448468139779991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115448468139779991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448468139779991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115448468139779991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/josh-groban.html' title='Josh Groban'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115420113215868949</id><published>2006-08-01T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutorial Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a shirt that guys call "pink." Girls, on the other hand, properly call it "salmon." Well, it's time that someone educated guys on colors. Salmon is as different from pink as maroon is from red. Or green yellow from yellow green for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc0cb" width=50 align=center&gt;pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fa8072" width=50 align=center&gt;salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of colors (well, HTML colors but a general understanding can be obtained) and what they look like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td&gt;alice blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#f0f8ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;antique white&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#faebd7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;aqua&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#00ffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;aquamarine&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#7fffd4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;azure&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#f0ffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;beige&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#f5f5dc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;bisque&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ffe4c4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;black&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#000000" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;blanched almond&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ffebcd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;blue violet&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#8a2be2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;brown&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#a52a2a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;burlywood&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#deb887"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;cadet blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#5f9ea0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;chartreuse&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#7fff00"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;chocolate&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#d2691e"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;coral&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ff7f50"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;cornflower blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#6495ed"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;cornsilk&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#fff8dc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;crimson&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#dc143c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;cyan&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#00ffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;dark blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#00008b"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;dark cyan&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#008b8b"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;dark goldenrod&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#b8860b"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;dark gray&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#a9a9a9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;dark green&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#006400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;dark khaki&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#bdb76b"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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    &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;gray&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#808080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;green&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#008000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;green yellow&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#adff2f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;honeydew&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#f0fff0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;hot pink&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ff69b4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;indian red&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#cd5c5c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;indigo&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#4b0082"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;ivory&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#fffff0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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    &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;papaya whip&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ffefd5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;peach puff&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ffdab9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;peru&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#cd853f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;pink&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ffc0cb"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;plum&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#dda0dd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;powder blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#b0e0e6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;purple&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#800080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;red &lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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    &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;silver&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#c0c0c0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;sky blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#87ceeb"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;slate blue &lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#6a5acd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;slate gray&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#708090"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;snow&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;spring green&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#00ff7f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;steel blue&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#4682b4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;tan&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#d2b48c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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    &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;yellow&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;            &lt;td&gt;yellow green&lt;/td&gt;      &lt;td bgcolor="#9acd32"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115420113215868949?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115420113215868949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115420113215868949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115420113215868949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115420113215868949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/tutorial-tuesday.html' title='Tutorial Tuesday'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115379528702518352</id><published>2006-07-24T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:17.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity</title><content type='html'>Today, I was sitting at a red light, and across the intersection in the median was a cross memorial for someone who had died in a car accident. I've seen them 1,000 times. However, this time it hit me. Just 30 feet in front of me was the place where someone went from being in this world to being in eternity. I realized that I could cross that same intersection when the light turned green and go from this life to eternity. Tonight, I could go to bed and then "wake up" in eternity. As Jonathan Oldacre said, "Christ is just on the other side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Psalm 90:12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I want to live with the knowledge that eternity is at hand. That at any moment I will leave this life and enter into eternity, and because of faith in Jesus Christ's finished work on the cross for my sins by God's grace I will enjoy heaven with the Father, forever! Just because eternity is far-reaching does not mean that it is far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115379528702518352?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115379528702518352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115379528702518352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115379528702518352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115379528702518352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/07/eternity.html' title='Eternity'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115249729534719872</id><published>2006-07-13T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:16.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Child</title><content type='html'>Today, I was riding on a mower to hole 7. As I passed hole 6, I saw this little boy standing on the fairway near the cart path. He was watching his dad and grandfather play golf. When he heard me drive by on my mower, he turned and looked at me. With the biggest smile and as loud as he could (enough to be heard over a mower), he waved and said, "Hello!" All I could do was  smile and wave back. Then, I thought of Matthew 18:1-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them &lt;span class="verse-num"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and said, &lt;span class="woc"&gt;“Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="verse-num-woc"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;I was challenged: Why am I not afraid like this little boy? He acted as if he knew me his whole life, but I had never seen him before. I should be so joyful about seeing people I don't know! The little boy was not afraid; he only wanted to convey "Hello." Lord, make me like that little boy in that I will not be afraid and will want to convey the gospel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115249729534719872?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115249729534719872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115249729534719872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115249729534719872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115249729534719872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/07/like-child.html' title='Like a Child'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115223711553372167</id><published>2006-07-07T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:16.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, My Talents and My Skills</title><content type='html'>I thought I would make everyone feel better about themselves...by letting them know that no matter how hard they try, they can never be as good as me. Let me just highlight &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of my many successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here I am in my Coffeyville Community College (Go Ravens!) football days (I was very tan back then):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ccc.cc.ks.us/athletics/football/recaps/2005/images/travis_evans_dodge_400pxl.jpg" alt="Travis Evans" height="318" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common sight on Sunday afternoon: Travis Evans&lt;br /&gt;sprinting into the end zone.  Evans scored&lt;br /&gt;four touchdowns in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccc.cc.ks.us/athletics/football/recaps/2005/dodge_ccc_region6.htm"&gt;Real   Story&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.coffeyville.edu/athletics/football/recaps/2005/images/congrats_400pxl.jpg" alt="Evans Congrats" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A host of Ravens congratulate Travis Evans (19)&lt;br /&gt;after a first quarter touchdown run.  Evans ran for 127 yards on just        six carries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coffeyville.edu/athletics/football/recaps/2005/ftscott_ccc.htm"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ccc.cc.ks.us/athletics/football/images/travisevans_275pxl.jpg" alt="Travis Evans" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccc.cc.ks.us/athletics/football/"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here I am when I played baseball for the Kennesaw State Owls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img name="pictureposition1" alt="Travis Evans (featured) was 2-for-4 in the Owls’ Apr. 12 Game #1 victory over the Braves." src="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper402/stills/a64pn26u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Travis Evans (featured) was 2-for-4 in the Owls’ Apr. 12 Game #1 victory over the Braves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.www.ksusentinel.com/media/storage/paper402/news/2003/04/16/Sports/Shutouts.Lead.To.Saturday.Splits.For.Both.Owls.And.Braves-419116.shtml?sourcedomain=www.ksusentinel.com&amp;MIIHost=media.collegepublisher.com"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img name="pictureposition1" alt="Travis Evans wathces the ball he hit fly over the outfield wall." src="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper402/stills/i92q7w5b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Travis Evans watches the ball he hit fly over the outfield wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.www.ksusentinel.com/media/storage/paper402/news/2003/06/04/News/Owls-Fall.In.College.World.Series-438121.shtml?sourcedomain=www.ksusentinel.com&amp;amp;MIIHost=media.collegepublisher.com"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is a Mule Deer I killed once in Utah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kingsoutdoorworld.com/room/md-bb-t_evans2.jpg" height="400" width="316" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Evans&lt;br /&gt;4x4, 30 1/4" wide&lt;br /&gt;Utah 2004 Archery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kingsoutdoorworld.com/trophy-room/room_md-30-79.shtml"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a member of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Higher Ground: Appalachia A Cappella:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="bio" src="http://www.freewebs.com/asuhigherground/members/evans.jpg" alt="IMAGE: Travis Evans" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Evans&lt;br /&gt;Musical Influences: High school choir, Harmony Six, Tim McGraw, Boyz II Men&lt;br /&gt;Voice Part: Bass, Baritone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/asuhigherground/members/"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a racer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/4travisevans2l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/4travisevans2l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/4travievans1l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/4travievans1l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/evanswinner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/evanswinner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday                  I-Stock Winner&lt;br /&gt;  Travis Evans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sliderracing.com/picspage12.htm"&gt;Real Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115223711553372167?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115223711553372167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115223711553372167' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115223711553372167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115223711553372167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-my-talents-and-my-skills.html' title='Me, My Talents and My Skills'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115222601489833884</id><published>2006-07-05T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:16.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July with Sparklers</title><content type='html'>The following videos are proof that sparklers (along with a little duct tape) can make for a very enjoyable 4th of July. The second video took place in the water (for a better echo). Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Tevans8-SparklerBomb626.MPG?source=3" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Sparkler Bomb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Tevans8-SparklerBomb2827.MPG?source=3" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;Sparkler Bomb on Water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115222601489833884?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115222601489833884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115222601489833884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115222601489833884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115222601489833884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/07/4th-of-july-with-sparklers.html' title='4th of July with Sparklers'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115136675012031367</id><published>2006-06-26T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:16.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in Memphis</title><content type='html'>I got to experience Memphis for the first time this past weekend. Daniel Jinks and I went to his parents' house for the weekend. Although I never really got to see the city of Memphis (but rather its suburbs), I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I learned from my trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Daniel Jinks' dad is very funny and also very weird&lt;br /&gt;2. I really miss David Dugas (who lives in Memphis, for those who don't know)&lt;br /&gt;3. Every male in Millington has a handlebar mustache and a Dodge truck&lt;br /&gt;4. Andrew Thornbury has a big dog that thinks it is a little dog (You just have to experience Elliot for yourself)&lt;br /&gt;5. There is no 'S' in Collierville&lt;br /&gt;6. Germantown has cameras at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY&lt;/span&gt; red light&lt;br /&gt;7. David Dugas' mom is super nice&lt;br /&gt;8. The age of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERY&lt;/span&gt; building in Millington/Munford - courtesy of Daniel Jinks: "Those buildings weren't here when I graduated, and that one was built 3 months ago, and that one was owned by a pirate with a peg-leg before it burned down and was rebuilt last October."&lt;br /&gt;9. There is an Ethiopian restaurant in Collierville...How? Ethiopians don't even eat (not my joke but apparently the official joke of Collierville)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun in Memphis. I would visit it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115136675012031367?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115136675012031367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115136675012031367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115136675012031367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115136675012031367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/06/walking-in-memphis.html' title='Walking in Memphis'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-115041615949260824</id><published>2006-06-15T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:16.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, well, not every post needs a title...</title><content type='html'>Eating Raisin Bran, listening to Charlie Hall - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Great Thou Art&lt;/span&gt;, and thinking about how Jerry Bridges in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transforming Grace&lt;/span&gt; talks about how God owes us nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, God owes me nothing. Even if I perfectly obey the law, I would only be doing my duty. I don't deserve any reward for simply doing my duty. Unworthy! I am unworthy to even simply be enjoying Raisin Bran and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd throw that up on the ol' blog as I enjoy Raisin Bran and Chris Tomlin - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Great Is Our God . (&lt;/span&gt;Playlist randomly played them back-to-back, I like it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-115041615949260824?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115041615949260824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=115041615949260824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115041615949260824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/115041615949260824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/06/yeah-well-not-every-post-needs-title.html' title='Yeah, well, not every post needs a title...'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114973275311522029</id><published>2006-06-13T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:15.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So God, I Trust in You</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Lord, all sufficient One, meet me with new grace and new mercy, today. Teach me to boast only in the cross of Jesus Christ. Help me to be as transparent as glass, hiding nothing from anyone. God, Your opinion of me is the only one that matters, and You see all, even the depths of my heart and thoughts! Christ intercedes for me! Therefore, I should not be afraid of what others think of me. I am righteous before God by faith in Christ, my Mediator and Savior! Father, I cannot be self-sufficient and do good. Any good thing I do is by Your grace and Your omnipotence. God, thank You for redeeming me by the cross. Only in Jesus' name can I pray. Amen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What/ Who do I trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself. "I have to do ___ myself in order for it to get done correctly." I rely on my own (limited, though I think unlimited) strength and knowledge. I judge a situation based on whether I think that I can or cannot do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do I think about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My circumstances. "What do I have to do, today?" Mostly, my satisfaction is based on my circumstances. As they change, I want to be satisfied, so I spend much of my time thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do I talk about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knowledge/successes. I don't mean that I directly talk about my knowledge and successes: "Well, my IQ is ___ and I did ___." Rather,  I  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;directly talk about them by answering questions I don't have to answer, or I express them in a way that is arrogant. I don't express my thoughts as follows: "I think ____ but am not sure about that." I express my answers in a way that says, " I know ____ to be true and am not wrong." Also, I express things I just learned as if I knew them all of my life. Plus, if someone doesn't know something that I know, I am quick to think of them as stupid, even though I didn't know it once and that they know things I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do I fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure, of any kind. "I don't know," is not allowed. I don't want people to view me as ignorant or as a sinner. Though, I am! I don't want anyone's view of me to be soiled by a mistake or failure. I want myself to be highly esteemed in other's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You should be the answer to all of these questions. That is why there is joy in grace! You generously and sovereignly provide and sustain me, even while I am sinful. Grace &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abounded all the more&lt;/span&gt;! Lord, thank You for showing me my sinful answers to these questions and helping me to be like Your Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reading this ever sees that God is not the answer to these questions in my life, hold me accountable to it and correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Moves&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God moves in a mysterious way,&lt;br /&gt;His wonders to perform.&lt;br /&gt;He plants His footsteps in the sea,&lt;br /&gt;and rides upon the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Deep in His dark and hidden mines,&lt;br /&gt;with never failing skill,&lt;br /&gt;He fashions all His bright designs,&lt;br /&gt;and works His sovereign will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fearful saints, new courage take:&lt;br /&gt;the clouds that you now dread&lt;br /&gt;are big with mercy and will break&lt;br /&gt;in blessings on your head.&lt;br /&gt;Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,&lt;br /&gt;but trust Him for His grace.&lt;br /&gt;Behind a frowning providence,&lt;br /&gt;He hides a smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's purposes will ripen fast,&lt;br /&gt;unfolding every hour.&lt;br /&gt;The bud may have a bitter taste,&lt;br /&gt;but sweet will be the flower.&lt;br /&gt;Blind unbelief is sure to err&lt;br /&gt;and scan His work in vain.&lt;br /&gt;God is His own interpreter,&lt;br /&gt;and He will make it plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God, we trust in You.&lt;br /&gt;O God, we trust in You.&lt;br /&gt;When tears are great and comforts few,&lt;br /&gt;we hope in mercies ever new.&lt;br /&gt;We trust in You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114973275311522029?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114973275311522029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114973275311522029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114973275311522029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114973275311522029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-god-i-trust-in-you.html' title='So God, I Trust in You'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114987920588139215</id><published>2006-06-09T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:16.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect the Little Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/DS1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/DS1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummer-schmummer! Is there anything a golf cart can't handle?! Well, yes a lot in fact, but that is beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I dished out a lot to my poor little golf cart at work. Let's just say that golf carts can serve as an amphibious assault vehicle. If you don't understand that, my cart rolled down a steep embankment and wound up in the creek and came to rest over rocks and water (very precarious). I bailed for safety and was left to helplessly watch it roll away. The little guy had to be pulled out by a tractor. Yet, nothing was broken and it continued to run the rest of the day. In fact, I later zigged and zagged the cart in and out of a really deep ditch along the road to the golf course. Leaning, raring back, and rocking! Words fail to describe the madness except to say that it stayed on two wheels more than on all four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen carts roll over, hit concrete posts, smash into trees, and fly into the air. Every cart at work has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;severe&lt;/span&gt; body damage, but they take every beating we dish out...and keep on a-truckin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114987920588139215?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114987920588139215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114987920588139215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114987920588139215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114987920588139215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/06/respect-little-guy.html' title='Respect the Little Guy'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114765815665537090</id><published>2006-05-20T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:15.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Week Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Starting tomorrow, I am going to be on a 2 week hiatus from the Internet (except from email, which will be checked a lot less often than usual). I want to see if the Internet is, and if so kill, an idol of my heart that demands my affections. Please pray for me during this time to rely on God's grace and to earnestly seek Him. See you in 2 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114765815665537090?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114765815665537090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114765815665537090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114765815665537090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114765815665537090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-week-hiatus.html' title='2 Week Hiatus'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114722796708642638</id><published>2006-05-15T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:15.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God: First, Foremost, and Always</title><content type='html'>I tend to put my hope in other things. The latest one is relationships, not the action but the idea. I found myself believing, "Once I am in a relationship, then I will be satisfied." But my desire is to be satisfied in God first, foremost, and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Psalm 90:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our Father, we know that Thou art present with us, but our knowledge is but a figure and shadow of truth and has little of the spiritual savor and inward sweetness such knowledge should afford. This is for us a great loss and the cause of much weakness of heart. Help us to make at once such amendment of life as is necessary before we can experience the true meaning of the words "In thy presence is fulness of joy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A. W. Tozer, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Knowledge of the Holy&lt;/span&gt;, p. 74&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every god besides Jesus is a lousy god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Joshua Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus You Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="main-text"&gt;Jesus You alone shall be&lt;br /&gt;My first love my first love,&lt;br /&gt;The secret place and highest praise&lt;br /&gt;Shall be yours shall be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Your throne I'll bring devotion&lt;br /&gt;May it be the sweetest sound&lt;br /&gt;Lord this heart is reaching for You now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll set my sights upon You&lt;br /&gt;Set my life upon Your praise&lt;br /&gt;Never looking to another way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day and night I lift my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To seek You to seek you&lt;br /&gt;Hungry for a glimpse of You&lt;br /&gt;In glory in glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone will be my passion&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You will be my song&lt;br /&gt;You will find me longing after You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Your throne I'll bring devotion&lt;br /&gt;May it be the sweetest sound&lt;br /&gt;Lord this heart is reaching for You now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Your throne I'll bring devotion&lt;br /&gt;May it be the sweetest sound&lt;br /&gt;Lord this heart is reaching for You now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll set my sights upon You&lt;br /&gt;Set my life upon Your praise&lt;br /&gt;Never looking to another way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone will be my passion&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You will be my song&lt;br /&gt;You will find me longing after You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day and night I lift my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To seek You to seek you&lt;br /&gt;Hungry for a glimpse of You&lt;br /&gt;In glory in glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Only by His grace on my life can I have such a desire. I wish I could properly portray all I want to say about this in writing. Maybe it will come up in personal conversations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114722796708642638?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114722796708642638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114722796708642638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114722796708642638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114722796708642638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/god-first-foremost-and-always.html' title='God: First, Foremost, and Always'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114754086877476579</id><published>2006-05-14T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:15.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture is Profitable for Reproof</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my Daily Bible Verse had Proverbs 3:11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My son, do not despise the &lt;span class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;'s discipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or be weary of his reproof,&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;span class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; reproves him whom he loves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="indent"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as a father the son in whom he delights.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Immediately, I thought of Brent Detwiler's message from 2 Timothy 3:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness,&lt;/blockquote&gt;The Bible reproves because God loves us! As a father the son in whom he delights--as a Father the Son in whom He delights (Matthew 3:17), and we have been made joint heirs with Christ by faith. God delights in us because He delights in Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114754086877476579?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114754086877476579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114754086877476579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114754086877476579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114754086877476579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/scripture-is-profitable-for-reproof.html' title='Scripture is Profitable for Reproof'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114746832386045267</id><published>2006-05-12T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:15.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Moment?</title><content type='html'>Today, I got this craving for a Twix chocolate candy. Eating it was rather delightful. My favorite, and usual choice, chocolate bar is the 3 Musketeers. What do you care? Well, you probably don't. However, what is your favorite candy? What do you go for when standing in a check-out line?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114746832386045267?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114746832386045267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114746832386045267' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114746832386045267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114746832386045267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/need-moment.html' title='Need a Moment?'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114713117696102398</id><published>2006-05-08T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:15.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapper Mak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/rapper%20mak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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contains all other table elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Table caption&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;caption&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/caption&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optional; adds a caption or title, which appear above the table by default.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Table row&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Required; contains all data for a table row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Table header&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;th&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/th&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optional; typically designates the top row or left column. By default, text in a header cell will appear bold and centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Table data&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Required, unless &amp;lt;th&amp;gt; is being used; designates table cell contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Attributes for &amp;lt;table&amp;gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;align&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aligns the entire table horizontally on the page.&lt;br /&gt;Values include "left", "center", and "right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;border&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines whether a border will appear around the table. By default, boders do not appear on tables.&lt;br /&gt;Values include "1" (higher number = thicker border) and "0" (no border).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cellpadding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines the amount of space between cell content and the inner cell border.&lt;br /&gt;Values can be specified in pixels or percentage of the browser window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cellspacing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines the amount of space between table cells.&lt;br /&gt;Values can be specified in pixels or percentage of the browser window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;width&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines how far the table will extend horizontally across the page.&lt;br /&gt;Values can be specified in pixels or percentage of the browser window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attributes for &amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;align&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aligns content horizontally in all cells in the row.&lt;br /&gt;Values include "left", "center", and "right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;valign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aligns content vertically in all cells in the row.&lt;br /&gt;Values include "top", "bottom", "middle", and "baseline".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bgcolor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines the background color for a row of cells.&lt;br /&gt;Values can be specified by color name or hexadecimal code (e.g., "green", "#00FF00").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;style&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifies custom formatting for a row of cells.&lt;br /&gt;Values are a text or numeric definition (font, size, color, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attributes for &amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;align&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aligns content horizontally within a single cell.&lt;br /&gt;Values include "left", "center", and "right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;valign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aligns content vertically within a single cell.&lt;br /&gt;Values include "top", "bottom", "middle", and "baseline".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;colspan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifies the number of columns that a cell will span across (i.e., occupy).&lt;br /&gt;Values are specified by number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rowspan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifies the number of rows that a cell will span across (i.e., occupy).&lt;br /&gt;Values are specified by number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bgcolor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines the background color for a row of cells.&lt;br /&gt;Values can be specified by color name or hexadecimal code (e.g., "green", "#00FF00").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;height&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines the vertical height of a cell.&lt;br /&gt;Values are specified in pixels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;width&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determines the horizontal width of the cell.&lt;br /&gt;Values can be specified in pixels or percentage of the browser window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more about tables, visit: &lt;a href="http://www.w3schools.com/html/html_tables.asp" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;w3schools.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114533233742297158?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114533233742297158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114533233742297158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114533233742297158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114533233742297158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/tutorial-tuesday.html' title='Tutorial Tuesday'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114653976568028952</id><published>2006-05-01T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:14.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Capt. Mak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/cpt.%20mak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/cpt.%20mak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114653976568028952?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114653976568028952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114653976568028952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114653976568028952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114653976568028952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/capt-mak.html' title='Capt. Mak'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114653968451153038</id><published>2006-05-01T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:14.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/Mak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/Mak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Mak! He is a curious-looking little guy of my own creation. He, like me, has many personalities. He will be making random appearances in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114653968451153038?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114653968451153038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114653968451153038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114653968451153038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114653968451153038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/05/mak.html' title='Mak'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114628276438795311</id><published>2006-04-28T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:14.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Group, New Song</title><content type='html'>I have come across this gem. "O Magnum Mysterium" - Robert Shaw Chamber Singers. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed align="center" src="http://pstcc11.pstcc.edu/~w2200b04/33%20O%20Magnum%20Mysterium.mp3" width="300" height="45" type="audio/mpeg" autostart="no" bgcolor="transparent"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114628276438795311?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114628276438795311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114628276438795311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114628276438795311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114628276438795311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-group-new-song.html' title='New Group, New Song'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114533041546571825</id><published>2006-04-17T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:14.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique?</title><content type='html'>Ok, it appears that I am "unique". So what if I blare music really loud while conducting it with my hands; enjoy random humor; love the country, country music, and country food (polk salad, all kinds of cornbread (no sugar), and fried chicken liver)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decide for yourself. Here are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; things about me:&lt;br /&gt;-I like techno&lt;br /&gt;-I have had my nails painted more times than I can count&lt;br /&gt;-I like movies (especially Meg Ryan movies)&lt;br /&gt;-I like good hair&lt;br /&gt;-I go bonkers for Flash games&lt;br /&gt;-I use the word bonkers&lt;br /&gt;-I love singing more than I can actually do it&lt;br /&gt;-I admire Dan Kittrell&lt;br /&gt;-I love shoes&lt;br /&gt;-I absolutely love pumpkin pie&lt;br /&gt;-I like to dress up in a suit&lt;br /&gt;-I make faces at myself while driving&lt;br /&gt;-I like hanging out with my dad (no matter how bizarre he can be)&lt;br /&gt;-I have let a friend (a 12 yr. old girl) and my sisters completely dress me up as a woman--at times including makeup, wig, and hat&lt;br /&gt;-I like sports but am not terribly good at any of them&lt;br /&gt;-I am not weirded out by Paul Steele's tongue&lt;br /&gt;-I like the water&lt;br /&gt;-I like math and science, but I am in art&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoy flowers&lt;br /&gt;-I love the smell of perfume&lt;br /&gt;-I regularly trim my finger and toe nails (and keep them quite clean)&lt;br /&gt;-I don't like cats, but I do like kittens&lt;br /&gt;-I cannot cook (except for breakfast because it is my favorite food)&lt;br /&gt;-I am not allowed in the kitchen in any family member's house&lt;br /&gt;-I think Jeremy Bryant is a 34 year old man&lt;br /&gt;-I lived with above for 2 years and have been friends for ~11 years&lt;br /&gt;-I love Mexican food&lt;br /&gt;-I often wonder what it would be like if words had different meanings (Could you not eat with your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;watch&lt;/span&gt; open?)&lt;br /&gt;-I love books but don't like to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite secular artists and musicians:&lt;br /&gt;-Alabama&lt;br /&gt;-Boyz II Men&lt;br /&gt;-George Strait&lt;br /&gt;-Barry Manilow&lt;br /&gt;-Enya&lt;br /&gt;-Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;-Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;-Trans-Siberian Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;-Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;-Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;-Sting&lt;br /&gt;-Michael Bolton&lt;br /&gt;-Chicago&lt;br /&gt;-Josh Groban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is by no means all of them, in fact my entire iTunes playlist is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do YOU think? If nothing else, I have seriously hurt my pride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114533041546571825?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114533041546571825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114533041546571825' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114533041546571825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114533041546571825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/04/unique.html' title='Unique?'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114437583036648296</id><published>2006-04-06T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:14.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Attention everyone, a great new blog has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out:  &lt;a href="http://harrishair.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;This new blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114437583036648296?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114437583036648296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114437583036648296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114437583036648296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114437583036648296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114422106048836293</id><published>2006-04-04T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:14.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutorial Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the newest part of Squatty Wisdom! Most people have Friday Funnies or some sort of weekly post. Well, now I do as well. Tutorial Tuesday! On Tutorial Tuesday, I will try to offer step-by-step instructions in areas (particularly, but not limited to, web) that people may find useful. Please, feel free to ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kick off the first Tutorial Tuesday, I will cover a common problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Links&lt;/h3&gt;If editing for your Blogger blog, first look in your Template for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://news.google.com/"&amp;gt;Google News&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=110"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit-Me&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;li&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=110"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit-Me&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/li&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/ul&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is time for a brief lesson. &amp;lt;ul&amp;gt; means an unordered list (bullets). &amp;lt;ol&amp;gt; means an ordered list (1., 2., 3.). &amp;lt;li&amp;gt; means the start of a link. &amp;lt;/li&amp;gt; means the end of a link. &amp;lt;a href="URL"&amp;gt; is where you will put the website URL for the link (inside the quotation marks). Now, whatever you type between &amp;lt;a href="URL"&amp;gt; and &amp;lt;/a&amp;gt; is the title of the link and will appear on the web page. &amp;lt;a href="url"&amp;gt;Text to be displayed&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to change the title of your box for your links ("Links" on your blog sidebar), just change the word Links in &amp;lt;h2 class="sidebar-title"&amp;gt;Links&amp;lt;/h2&amp;gt; to whatever you want to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want your link to not be underlined?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="URL" style="text-decoration: none;"&amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want your link to open in a new window?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;a href="URL" target="_blank"&amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more about links, visit:&lt;a href="http://www.w3schools.com/html/html_links.asp" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt; w3schools.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114422106048836293?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114422106048836293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114422106048836293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114422106048836293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114422106048836293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/04/tutorial-tuesday.html' title='Tutorial Tuesday'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114368931451119509</id><published>2006-03-29T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:13.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>David Ash</title><content type='html'>Attention! I believe that we have all been deceived. I believe that David Ash is not who he claims to be. I believe that David Ash is a super model who has gone incognito so as to avoid the paparazzi. Take a look for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/dash3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/dash3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/dash5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/dash5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/dash4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/dash4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/dash2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/dash2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/dash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/dash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/dash6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/dash6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114368931451119509?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114368931451119509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114368931451119509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114368931451119509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114368931451119509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/03/david-ash.html' title='David Ash'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114006089625008948</id><published>2006-03-01T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:13.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/music_note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 116px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/music_note.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I am an amateur musician at best (at the baritone and trying to learn the bass guitar), I love music. I am very passionate about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite composers are:&lt;br /&gt;Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Rachmaninov, Strauss, Stravinsky, Brahms, Chopin, Gershwin, Handel, Haydn, Pachelbel, Tchaikovsky, Faure, Vivaldi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love the work of most modern sound track composers. You may recognize some of the names, but in parenthesis is a movie that you may know their work from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klaus Badelt (The Pirates of the Caribbean), John Williams (Star Wars), Hans Zimmer (Gladiator), Edward Shearmur (The Count of Monte Cristo),  Harry Gregson-Williams (The Chronicles of Narnia), Howard Shore (LOTR) If you get a chance, check out their work at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also for those of you who read music, melt your mind with these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/Hemidemisemiquaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/Hemidemisemiquaver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemidemisemiquaver (64th note) - This is my favorite word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/Semihemidemisemiquaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/Semihemidemisemiquaver.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semihemidemisemiquaver (128th note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think they're never used? Check out Beethoven's Sonata "Pathetique" Op. 13, 1st Movement (pg. 148) &lt;a href="http://www.dlib.indiana.edu/variations/scores/aek3910/index1.html" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114006089625008948?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114006089625008948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114006089625008948' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114006089625008948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114006089625008948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/03/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114108233426403875</id><published>2006-02-27T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:13.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/light.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 115px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/200/light.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was taking the Bridgewater exit off the interstate today and was listening to Worship God Live when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grace Unmeasured&lt;/span&gt; began to play. At 4:44 long, I knew that I would get home before the song finished, which was not a wonderful thought since I enjoy the song. Then just as I went over the hill of the exit ramp and neared the interesction, the traffic light turned yellow and then red. My usual reaction is, "UNH! Now I will be behind for [insert next task I have planned here]." However, this time I was unexpectedly happy for the red light because I could continue to worship with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grace Unmeasured&lt;/span&gt;. I arrived at the house just as the song was finishing.....all because of the break in my planned order of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I began to think about this moment, I asked myself, "Why didn't the light change after me or so much earlier that I would only catch it red for a short time?" Then, I began to think of other times when I had had X, Y, and Z planned, and something slowed me down during Y and Z. I realized that I should use times like these to worship in song, by reading my Bible, or in another way. I normally view these moments as a curse, but they are moments that can be used to bring so much joy and can be looked upon later as wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realized that slowing down can be so good. Humans are set on HURRY. We don't want to slow down. So, carry a Bible, have worship songs handy, or have anything else ready to worship when moments that you did not forsee pop in on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114108233426403875?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114108233426403875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114108233426403875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114108233426403875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114108233426403875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/02/red-light.html' title='Red Light'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-114010713342950791</id><published>2006-02-16T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:13.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Haiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/200/paul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As swift as the deer&lt;br /&gt;Hands raised is how you'll know him&lt;br /&gt;Paul is made of "Steele"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* By the way, this picture is from a crazy photo. Even a crazy Paul, raises his hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-114010713342950791?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/114010713342950791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=114010713342950791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114010713342950791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/114010713342950791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/02/paul-haiku.html' title='Paul Haiku'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113945750749267403</id><published>2006-02-08T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:12.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blogging Stuff Is Easier Than I Thought...</title><content type='html'>When I first started blogging, I thought, "People want insight and wisdom so as to be better equipped for a more meaningful existence." And yet, I find that no one really cares about knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my reasoning:&lt;br /&gt;1. Post with a pointless video of Jeremy laughing - 6 comments&lt;br /&gt;2. Post with nothing more than a brick wall - 5 comments (1 fake)&lt;br /&gt;3. Fake post (the last one) made by Jonathan Oldacre (by the way I am appalled that no one knew the difference--the sloppy grammar should have been a GIVE AWAY!--"so that I can look even &lt;strong&gt;more Mr. Cruise&lt;/strong&gt;.".....honestly.....) - 9 comments&lt;br /&gt;4.Post about Isaiah 6 - 2 comments (1 of them mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So having processed this logic with the wisdom that is Squatty Wisdom, I give you my latest and greatest post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/jinx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/jinx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. - I think Paul Steele is great (and comments that say otherwise are not mine)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113945750749267403?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113945750749267403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113945750749267403' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113945750749267403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113945750749267403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-blogging-stuff-is-easier-than-i.html' title='This Blogging Stuff Is Easier Than I Thought...'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113941957533477863</id><published>2006-02-08T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:12.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/images.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/images.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/mission-travisevans.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/mission-travisevans.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people, especially the ladies, have recently informed me that they think I look like Tom Cruise. I'm usually just flattered, but lately, I've been trying to grow out my facial hair to match this photo so that I can look even more Mr. Cruise. I think Paul Steele looks nothing like Tom Cruise, mostly beacuse I do think I'm far more attractive. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113941957533477863?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113941957533477863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113941957533477863' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113941957533477863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113941957533477863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/02/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113895199123278533</id><published>2006-02-03T02:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:12.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger's Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/BrickWall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/BrickWall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113895199123278533?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113895199123278533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113895199123278533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113895199123278533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113895199123278533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/02/bloggers-block.html' title='Blogger&apos;s Block'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113814430603490416</id><published>2006-01-24T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:12.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barking...Gorillas?</title><content type='html'>This is a video of Jeremy Bryant laughing uncontrollably. Why is he laughing? Well, Jeremy likes to blame passing gas on "Barking Spiders," and after this particular "passing" Chris Poulopoulos said, "That was more like a barking gorilla." Jeremy lost it. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video provided by Daniel Jinks...blame him not me, Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Tevans8-JeremyLaughing417.MPG"&gt;Jeremy Laughing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113814430603490416?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113814430603490416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113814430603490416' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113814430603490416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113814430603490416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/01/barkinggorillas.html' title='Barking...Gorillas?'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113695334817463666</id><published>2006-01-10T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:11.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and Found, how may I help you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/img_1343-1428.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/img_1343-1428.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--Yes, hello? I need to report a missing Squatty. I think I left him in Knoxville before UT's Christmas break. Last I saw him he was updating his blog for Christmas, but it has been the same for a month! HELP ME, PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ok, calm down. It turns out that Squatty is not lost or dead. He just went home for the break and suffered from a disease known as 24 Kbps dial-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Oh! How horrible! Is everything ok? Will he ever post again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I know things were bad, please remain calm. However, he has safely returned to Knoxville and is using 11 Mbps cable daily. Also, new posts will be churned out as soon as he makes a full recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I'm so relieved! Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--All in a days work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113695334817463666?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113695334817463666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113695334817463666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113695334817463666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113695334817463666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-and-found-how-may-i-help-you.html' title='Lost and Found, how may I help you?'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113426915940683355</id><published>2005-12-10T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:11.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Squatty Wisdom Goes Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/christmas%20tree.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 76px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/320/christmas%20tree.jpg" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is indeed that time of the year, CHRISTMAS! In all honesty, I absolutely love Christmas! You will now see the blog sporting appropriate music and backgrounds. The blog will remain this way until some time after Christmas. The music selection may change between some of my favorite holiday tunes as the season goes along. Finally, just remember these few things: stay warm, it is better to give than to recieve, and have a very merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113426915940683355?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113426915940683355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113426915940683355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113426915940683355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113426915940683355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/12/squatty-wisdom-goes-christmas.html' title='Squatty Wisdom Goes Christmas'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113349814931796207</id><published>2005-12-01T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:10.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I Lay My Head</title><content type='html'>Ok loyal Squatty Wisdom readers, I think it's time to clarify something. I do NOT live in either Andy Holt or the Pink House. Shocking? Yes, I know. I reside out west in the house that Joe Hamilton owns (and lived in until he got married and will return to it to kick us out some day). Now, I do understand the confusion for I do spend a lot of my time at Andy Holt and the Pink House and treat each as a sort of home, however not enough to owe RENT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113349814931796207?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113349814931796207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113349814931796207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113349814931796207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113349814931796207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/12/where-i-lay-my-head.html' title='Where I Lay My Head'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113330300014430249</id><published>2005-11-29T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:10.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Board Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/Monopoly.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/Monopoly.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When was the last time you played a board game? If you go to buy one these days (if Hasbro makes the game), you will see a fake yellow post-it note on the box that reads: "Plan a Family Game Night". I'm sure everyone has seen this new addition to the boxes by now. While it may be rooted in clever marketing, it's not a bad idea. If you're a parent, taking one night a week and playing a board game with your child(ren) is very beneficial to them, and it's FUN! If you're not a parent, why not begin to play board games more often? One of my personal favorites is Battleship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this day and age, turning to board games for entertainment seems harder and harder to do. Why? They require more than just the participation of yourself, unlike video games. However, the bonding that can develop from playing board games is worth it. The benefits of board games over video games, especially for young children, have been told time and time again, and sadly most people only play them when the power goes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you: The next time you and your friends are going to get together for another Halo Tournament, dig out a board game instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on planning a Family Game Night, click &lt;a href="http://www.familygamenight.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113330300014430249?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113330300014430249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113330300014430249' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113330300014430249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113330300014430249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/11/board-games.html' title='Board Games'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113198377853462385</id><published>2005-11-14T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:10.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;6:1 In the year that King Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple. 2 Above him stood the seraphim. Each had six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. 3 And one called to another and said: “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!” 4 And the foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who called, and the house was filled with smoke. 5 And I said: “Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts!” 6 Then one of the seraphim flew to me, having in his hand a burning coal that hehad taken with tongs from the altar. 7 And he touched my mouth and said: “Behold, this hastouched your lips; your guilt is taken away, and your sin atoned for.” 8 And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” Then I said, “Here am I! Send me.” 9 And he said, “Go, and say to this people: "'Keep on hearing, but do not understand; keepon seeing, but do not perceive.’10 Make the heart of this people dull, and their ears heavy,and blind their eyes; lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their hearts, and turn and be healed.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I read these verses, several things stuck out to me. The seraphim, even without sin, covered their faces and feet from the Lord. They feared and revered God. After seeing this, Isaiah says, "Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts!" He recognizes that he is not worthy to look upon or be seen by the Lord. Then, a seraphim flew to him and put fire to his lips ,and his sin was atoned for. I think this foreshadows the role of Jesus. Now, God tells Isaiah what He wants him to do. When I read what God told Isaiah to say to the people, I asked myself, "Why does God want the people to hear and not understand, etc. and turn and be healed?" Then, while flipping through my Bible, Matthew 13:10-15 caught my eye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;10 Then the disciples came and said to him, “Why do you speak to them in parables?” 11 And he answered them, “To you it has been given to know the secrets of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not been given. 12 For to the one who has, more will be given, and he will have an abundance, but from the one who has not, even what he has will be taken away. 13 This is why I speak to them in parables, because seeing they do not see, and hearing they do not hear, nor do they understand. 14 Indeed, in their case the prophecy of Isaiah is fulfilled that says: “‘You will indeed hear but never understand,and you will indeed see but never perceive. 15 For this people's heart has grown dull,and with their ears they can barely hear,and their eyes they have closed, lest they should see with their eyes and hear with their ears and understand with their heart and turn, and I would heal them.'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indeed, God was setting up Jesus to speak in parables and be the healer. The only change from Isaiah to Matthew is "turn and be healed" becomes "turn and I would heal them." Jesus is proclaiming that He is the One foretold of in Isaiah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To hear Todd Agnew sing Isaiah 6, click &lt;a href="http://www.srerecordings.com/freedownloads/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113198377853462385?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113198377853462385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113198377853462385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113198377853462385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113198377853462385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/11/isaiah-6.html' title='Isaiah 6'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113140382532700014</id><published>2005-11-07T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:10.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Your Bible Calling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/mot_e815.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/mot_e815.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Released yesterday was the newest "version" of the Bible. Called the SMSBible, the Bible can now be sent as text messages. Read an article about the SMSBible &lt;a href="http://www.technewsworld.com/story/46579.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Or check out their website &lt;a href="http://www.biblesociety.com.au/smsbible/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that few love gadgets and technology more than I; however, I fear that this new technology, while designed to draw youth to the Bible, will become nothing more than a fad.&lt;br /&gt;Remember these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/n427%5B1%5D.0.jpe" border="0" /&gt; I think that all this technology does in the end is promote poor grammar. The last thing we need is illiterate youth, especially with the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16 (ESV) goes from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."&lt;/blockquote&gt;To this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"God luvd da ppl of dis wrld so much dat he gave his only Son, so dat evry1 who has faith in him will have eternal life &amp;amp; neva really die." Jhn 3:16 CEV&lt;/blockquote&gt;While I do not know anything about the CEV translation of the Bible, turning that translation into the language of text-messagers just seems problematic. Maybe it is only me, but I could not take the SMSBible version of John 3:16 seriously. It just didn't show me the splendor that is God's grace and love for us by giving His Son. I can't imagine having to reflect and meditate on "dis's and dat's." Are we so busy that we can only read from our cell phones? Is our society shifting away from what has worked for 1000s of years, sitting down and pouring over good ol' books? I think carrying my Bible is just as easy as carrying my cell phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113140382532700014?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113140382532700014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113140382532700014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113140382532700014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113140382532700014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-your-bible-calling.html' title='It&apos;s Your Bible Calling...'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-113107470274977138</id><published>2005-11-03T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:10.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work In Progress</title><content type='html'>I am sorry to say that the music for my blog will be temporarily unavailable. Do not fret, the music will return. Also, a new post is just around the corner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-113107470274977138?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/113107470274977138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=113107470274977138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113107470274977138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/113107470274977138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/11/work-in-progress.html' title='Work In Progress'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112959741260923961</id><published>2005-10-17T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:10.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross Is More Than Jewelry [Revised]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/50%20cent2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/200/50%20cent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How many times have you seen a cross around someone's neck? In this day and age, the cross has become nothing more than fashionable. Rappers, pornstars, Christians, and anyone else wears one. You, YES YOU, have probably worn one. If not, you can be glad to know that the cross can be purchased as a necklace for a couple bucks or 1,000s of dollars. The cross is on necklaces, earrings, shirts, rings, cars, and anything else that has room to have it put on it. However, I fear that, for many, the cross is not where it actually belongs, in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't mistake me. A pornstar is as equal in wearing the cross as any Christian. Think not? Ever committed a sin while wearing it? If we do wear a cross, by doing so we should make Christ look valuable, like He is the most precious thing in our life. Maybe by the end of this, you will see that the cross is not about who can and cannot wear it, but is more about what the cross means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Anthem 2005, Craig Cooper spoke about the doctrine of sin. A part of his message pushed me to post this. He cited a story from his youth in which he was asked, "Is that cross around your neck real? Or is it just decoration?" He later went on to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cross is a &lt;strong&gt;declaration&lt;/strong&gt;. It declares the holiness of God. It declares God is righteous and must punish sin. It declares the sinfulness of man. It declares God's love. It declares the righteousness of Christ alone. If we don't understand sin, then we cannot comprehend the need for the cross.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There in lies the problem. If we have lost an understanding of sin,&lt;br /&gt;the cross has lost its meaning to us. Therefore, it is meaningless and is nothing more than the rest of the jewelry that you own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talked to Craig after his message, he told me that those who meaninglessly wear the cross are doing nothing more than wearing an electric chair. What he meant by this was that crucifixion was a horrible Roman style of execution. So, take Christ out of the picture, and that is all you have left, a display of a means for execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has sinned. Christ died for that sin on the cross. Without Him, we are all equally viewed before God, unholy and unrighteous. If Christ isn't in your heart, it is worn equally. So, be you a church-going Christian or a pornstar, wear your crosses or don't. However, examine yourself. If you wear a cross, is it real? Or is it just decoration? Does it make Christ look like a precious treasure?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112959741260923961?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112959741260923961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112959741260923961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112959741260923961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112959741260923961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/10/cross-is-more-than-jewelry-revised.html' title='The Cross Is More Than Jewelry [Revised]'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112870412949657174</id><published>2005-10-10T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:09.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Awe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/rhooph_noao_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/10091966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/400/10091966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/10091966.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4859/1655/1600/10091966.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still captivated by Mike Plewniak's message at VFC about who God is. As humans, we pridefully bring down the view of God. I am amazed at how human beings know so much, and yet, know so very little. The verse Mike used was Psalm 8:1-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;8:1 O Lord, our Lord,how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens. 2 Out of the mouth of babes and infants,you have established strength because of your foes,to still the enemy and the avenger. 3 When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, 4 what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you should care for him?" That is how we should look at the universe. It reveals who God is and how far above us He is. He made the universe with his fingers, with one voice He spoke it into existence, why should He care about us? Look at the picture of the universe above. The little dots to the lower right are the planets of our solar system. Imagine how small in comparison we are. We are insignificant in might and knowledge. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As humans obtain more information about the universe, one would think that our awe of God would increase far beyond David's, who was in awe when he new far less about what he was looking at. In fact, I think that the more we find out about the universe, the more prideful we become in our "knowledge." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every day we should be in awe of how BIG God is. He holds the universe in His hands. And yet, God is personal. He knows us by name; He knows the number of hairs on our head; He knows our tomorrows. If God can create the majesty of the universe, why should we think that our future is out of His control? Indeed, He is sovereign in ALL things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another thing about the universe that should keep us in awe is its beauty. Ever seen a picture of a nebula? There is such beauty in the universe. What is truly awe inspiring is the fact that this beauty is only a fraction of God's beauty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The universe should humble us. God is FAR above us in all things. Take time to reflect on the vastness of space, and remind yourself that God is big and far above us. He is not to be brought down to our level. Have you created a universe with your fingers and with one voice yet? Until you do, be in awe of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For more pictures of the beauty of space: &lt;a href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/archivepix.html"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112870412949657174?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112870412949657174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112870412949657174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112870412949657174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112870412949657174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-awe.html' title='In Awe'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112852257105882606</id><published>2005-10-05T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:09.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Squatty Wisdom Updates</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to inform people about the items (new and old) available on this blog. I offer a daily crossword puzzle which contains 7 different puzzles and is automatically updated daily. Music is now available for listening throughout the day. The music is from 'My Playlist' and will be updated randomly, when I feel like adding different songs (song requests may be considered: make a comment to this blog concerning your requests). The Daily Bible Verse is automatically updated every day. The Word of the Day is offered as a way of stretching vocabulary (yours and mine); it is manually put in and will be attempted to be updated every day. The Quote of the Week is offered as a thought provoker or an encourager but will mostly just serve as a good laugh. It will be updated every Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112852257105882606?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112852257105882606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112852257105882606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112852257105882606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112852257105882606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/10/squatty-wisdom-updates.html' title='Squatty Wisdom Updates'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112804708632931384</id><published>2005-09-29T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:09.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Addition to My Interesting Day</title><content type='html'>Well, the day got more interesting. When I went to get dinner at Moe's, I locked my keys in my car. SWELL! I called my friend David Ash, and he picked me up to take me to VFC (Volunteers for Christ). After VFC, David took me to my house which is quite a distance from my locked car. We get to my house, and what could be the worst thing? None of my housemates were home!! How was I supposed to get in when my keys were locked in my car? I don't have their phone numbers, and no one could help. What did me and David do? We broke in, of course. The whole time I was thinking, "Great! The police will show up any minute now." I'm not going to tell you how we got in, but it was very complicated and involved a screwdriver. We got inside, and I got my spare car key. He drove me back to my car; I got in and went home. Now, I sit here telling you all this excitedly because the day is OVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112804708632931384?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112804708632931384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112804708632931384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112804708632931384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112804708632931384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/09/interesting-addition-to-my-interesting.html' title='An Interesting Addition to My Interesting Day'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112801147649834201</id><published>2005-09-29T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:09.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Day</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in a computer lab listening to Duke Ellington for my Jazz in American Culture class and pausing from working on a lab report for Microbiology on biofilms--hence why I am pausing. Now, if you new my class schedule, you would be saying, "But Travis, shouldn't you be in Microbiology right now?" Well, that is why I figure that I will take some time to talk about the interesting day I've had so far and it's barely even noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started this morning at home at 9:00. Again, if you new my class schedule, you would be saying, "But Travis, shouldn't you be in Physics right now?" I had decided to skip Physics because my regular professor was not going to be there, and I didn't feel like trying to listen to some new guy that would do things differently anyway. By the time 10:25 came along, I had gotten out of the shower, had gotten dressed, and had packed my backpack. Micro didn't start until 11:10, so I decided to get online and update the Word of the Day section of my blog and to also email my biofilm lab report to myself so that I could work on it on campus. I got offline, went out to my car, and left for campus. It was 10:37. I thought, "I'm doing just fine. I'll be on time." I drove about a mile down the road and realized that when I got online I forgot (which is a common action I perform) to email myself the lab report. I had to turn around and rush home to email it to myself. When I left the house the second time, it was 10:46. I thought, "OK. I can still make it." So, I headed for campus again. I was about 3/4 (or closer) of the way to campus when what should stop traffic at 10:57? A TRAIN! A train on barely used tracks that has never stopped me there before! I was broken. I thought, "MAN! I was gonna make it." Was this a fast moving train? Nope. SSSSSSSSSSSllllllllooooooowwwwwllllllyyyyyy, the train passed. I was doomed not to make it. As I got to campus, class had already started. I didn't make it. So, I just parked my car and decided to head to the computer lab, work on my lab report, and wait for Jazz. 1 out of 3 classes today....not exactly a good average.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112801147649834201?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112801147649834201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112801147649834201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112801147649834201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112801147649834201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/09/interesting-day.html' title='An Interesting Day'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112796310210578233</id><published>2005-09-28T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:09.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoicing in Suffering</title><content type='html'>Romans 5&lt;br /&gt;1 Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. 2 Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. 3 More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, 4 and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, 5 and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take some time to thank God for your sufferings, and rejoice in them because we have peace with God because of Jesus Christ. Make a time of stress or sorrow into praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear from people about these verses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112796310210578233?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112796310210578233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112796310210578233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112796310210578233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112796310210578233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/09/rejoicing-in-suffering.html' title='Rejoicing in Suffering'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17224348.post-112793588090027821</id><published>2005-09-28T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:32:09.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>In hopes that this story will never have to be told &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt; again, I will enlighten everyone to the name &lt;em&gt;Squatty&lt;/em&gt;. This will also explain the line stating "Wisdom that is slightly short and can't jump high either for that matter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started my freshman year of college. I was playing kickball with people from Volunteers for Christ. At one particular--and enduring--point of the game, I was playing first base. A guy by the name of Stuart Daniels was kicking. He kicked the ball to the third baseman. Now, forgetting the fact that I would have had to jump 5 feet in the air to catch the ball, the third baseman launched the ball at me, and I didn't catch it. When Stuart got to first base, he said, "Nice job jumping for that ball." Being the nice guy I am and not wanting to put blame on another player, I said, "Anh, what can I do? I'm kinda short and can't really jump. I'm, you know, kinda squatty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squatty ('skwä-tE) &lt;em&gt;adj.&lt;/em&gt; 1: low to the ground 2: dumpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 5'10" and 210 lbs., I believe the word was, and still is, accurate. The word soon became my nickname but only in use by Stuart. Only Stuart called me Squatty until, like all good epidemics, the nickname spread rampantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in short (no pun intended), I'm below average height, and I can only jump a few inches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17224348-112793588090027821?l=squattywisdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/feeds/112793588090027821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17224348&amp;postID=112793588090027821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112793588090027821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17224348/posts/default/112793588090027821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squattywisdom.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Squatty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08855714937713922599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://a.domaindlx.com/tevans8/cpt.%20mak%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
