<?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-6020128225913457785</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:32:03.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is just composed of random ramblings.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-1851140970001114518</id><published>2008-08-07T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:08:04.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changing blog address</title><content type='html'>Well I thought I might try something new...and for the 2 that actually read my blog (thanks Mom:) I have decided to try to blog with a different website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new address of the blog is   &lt;a href="http://trigger5319.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://trigger5319.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just add it to your favorites and read away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaela's pic blog address will stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor Kerr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-1851140970001114518?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/1851140970001114518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=1851140970001114518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1851140970001114518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1851140970001114518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/08/changing-blog-address.html' title='changing blog address'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-9077601684592245630</id><published>2008-08-01T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:48:47.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SJPQ6fw57xI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Iq_4FkOAIKM/s1600-h/crazy_love_francis_chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753295684890386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SJPQ6fw57xI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Iq_4FkOAIKM/s320/crazy_love_francis_chan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book that I have currently read, and I encourage all to read. It has changed the way I think and look at life. It was a very challenging and encouraging book...and the quickest book I have ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a good book to read...get this book! It was well worth the time. And try out some Francis Chan on podcast as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you know that God loves you...and may that resonate in the core of your being...He is crazy about you...may that make you crazy about Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the book's website on the side of this blog for more info on the book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-9077601684592245630?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/9077601684592245630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=9077601684592245630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9077601684592245630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9077601684592245630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/08/crazy-love.html' title='crazy love'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SJPQ6fw57xI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Iq_4FkOAIKM/s72-c/crazy_love_francis_chan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6711469781406756577</id><published>2008-07-23T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:38:36.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>power of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; After the Philistines captured the Ark of God, they took it from the battleground at Ebenezer to the town of Ashdod. &lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; They carried the Ark of God into the temple of Dagon and placed it beside an idol of Dagon.&lt;strong&gt; 3)&lt;/strong&gt; But when the citizens of Ashdod went to see it the next morning, Dagon had fallen with his face to the ground in front of the Ark of the Lord! So they took Dagon and put him in his place again. &lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; But the next morning the same thing happened—Dagon had fallen face down before the Ark of the Lord again. This time his head and hands had broken off and were lying in the doorway. Only the trunk of his body was left intact. &lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt; That is why to this day neither the priests of Dagon nor anyone who enters the temple of Dagon in Ashdod will step on its threshold. -------&lt;strong&gt;1 Samuel 5:1-5 NLT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;I read this passage the other day and then I reread it slower. This passage shows the power of God! It blew me away. The Israelites had recently lost a battle to the Philistines, and the Philistines stole the Ark of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when they took the Ark of God back to their camp, all broke loose. They decided to put the Ark of God, where else but where one of their many gods resided. They put the Ark in the room and left it there that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next morning they come in and the god statue is on his face before the Ark! Talk about odd. They might have thought it was just an accident and put their god statue back in its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the next morning it happens again! And this time the statue is face down in front of the Ark of God again! This time the head is knocked off and even the hands were broken off the statue. Showing who the true God is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This God is so powerful, no god can stand up against Him! He destroys these little "g" ....gods. He even goes so far as to cause them (the little gods)  to worship the true God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even read that this god, Dagan, was viewed as the "god of rain and of the bountiful harvest". Maybe our God wanted to remind us (and the Philistines) who truly sends the rain and who provides the bountiful harvest in our lives! May we never forget His greatness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6711469781406756577?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6711469781406756577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6711469781406756577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6711469781406756577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6711469781406756577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/07/power-of-god.html' title='power of God'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-9063349297609829113</id><published>2008-07-14T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:20:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaela's blog</title><content type='html'>Shaela's blog has been updated with new pics, including our latest beach pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope ya'll enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either click on the link on the side under blogs or just click here and go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shaelakerr.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.shaelakerr.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-9063349297609829113?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/9063349297609829113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=9063349297609829113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9063349297609829113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9063349297609829113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/07/shaelas-blog.html' title='Shaela&apos;s blog'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6017819377113312933</id><published>2008-07-12T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:37:27.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINK OF ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/FtOF8c_lFFw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/FtOF8c_lFFw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amazing video! Done by Francis Chan's church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6017819377113312933?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6017819377113312933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6017819377113312933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6017819377113312933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6017819377113312933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/07/think-of-me.html' title='THINK OF ME'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-3813008596008067740</id><published>2008-07-09T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:09:01.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awe Factor Of God - Francis Chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/3Ya12I036lg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/3Ya12I036lg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been reading his book "Crazy Love". In one of the chapters, he tells you to go watch this video to help you see the "Awe factor of God". It blows you away! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-3813008596008067740?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/3813008596008067740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=3813008596008067740&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3813008596008067740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3813008596008067740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/07/awe-factor-of-god-francis-chan.html' title='The Awe Factor Of God - Francis Chan'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-675003659106784692</id><published>2008-07-02T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:32:44.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How many days left?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SGw1FC5sg3I/AAAAAAAAADs/wWFlRgvEJGE/s1600-h/image13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218604429010043762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SGw1FC5sg3I/AAAAAAAAADs/wWFlRgvEJGE/s320/image13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As beautifully illustrated on this hairy redneck's back(ah what you can do with a little imagination, duct tape, too much free time, and maybe a few drinks as well), we are down to 3 days till we leave for Myrtle Beach! I can't wait...I hope it lasts long too. We leave on Saturday and get back on Wed. afternoon, and chill out the rest of the week at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also during that week, Billy and Dave will be going to Honduras (along with others from Stevens Creek). I am excited to see what is going to happen, and can't wait to hear the stories. As Billy posted on his blog, he wants God to blow their minds during this time. I believe these people are going to come back with a fire in the heart and a new passion in their life. They are going to come back and wake us up. God is up to something BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Billy, Dave, Joseph and all the others going on this mission trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-675003659106784692?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/675003659106784692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=675003659106784692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/675003659106784692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/675003659106784692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-many-days-left.html' title='How many days left?'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SGw1FC5sg3I/AAAAAAAAADs/wWFlRgvEJGE/s72-c/image13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-7847618866741907293</id><published>2008-06-30T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:37:19.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grace</title><content type='html'>Grace. For some reason it seems this is what God has been trying to teach me through this time. And it seems the more that I try to learn, the more I am blown away of how much I don't really know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, my wife had a miscarriage and lost our 13 week old little boy. It hit me hard, I shed a good bit of tears. And for some weird reason the word 'grace' and 'mercy' kept coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't think I will ever really understand it on this side of heaven, it was a true picture of God's grace and mercy. For we may have never really known if there may have been something drastically wrong with our child, something that maybe we couldn't handle...and God in His infinite wisdom allowed our baby to go home to heaven. Free from the pain of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much that I can say and it might actually end up being too much. All I can say is never stop being "amazed" by grace or mercy. For it is the very fiber of our Christian being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We named him Aden (abudant grace) Nathanael (gift from the Lord) Kerr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7847618866741907293?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7847618866741907293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7847618866741907293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7847618866741907293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7847618866741907293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/06/grace.html' title='grace'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-1071694092302322955</id><published>2008-06-30T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:16:55.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>First all let me start by saying 'thank you'. Thank you to all the prayers, the cards, the encouraging words, gifts, the good food, the hugs, the phone calls and also those who just listened and were just there with us at this time. I can never truly express, how deeply we appreciated each and every one.  May God bless you and your families for being with us through this difficult time that we faced.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-1071694092302322955?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/1071694092302322955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=1071694092302322955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1071694092302322955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1071694092302322955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-4633890461864560343</id><published>2008-06-16T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:36:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da..Da..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;8:45p.m. -&lt;/strong&gt; I make a profound discovery while giving my daughter her bath. She looks up and says, "Da..Da..." So I look in amazement and say "Shaela", she looks up and I point to myself and say "Da...Da ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She repeats and I call Laura to witness this glorious event (and maybe to also rub it in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:46p.m. -&lt;/strong&gt;  After a few run throughs we come to find out she also calls mommy this and even the cats this as well...Laura gloats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a good day for "Da...Da..." Maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-4633890461864560343?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/4633890461864560343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=4633890461864560343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4633890461864560343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4633890461864560343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/06/dada.html' title='Da..Da..'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-4122560762977138813</id><published>2008-06-14T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:10:51.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>father's day</title><content type='html'>Well this year actually marks my very first Father's Day. Only been married a year, with a daughter at 8 months old and one on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my first gift. I was given Spiderman 3 on DVD, some reese's peanut butter cups, some mints, and a few small other things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you it doesn't get any better than a movie and peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to take time to tell my Dad thanks. He taught me the importance of  hard work. He has been there for me in some tough situations. He has shown me how to be a man who loves the Lord. He has been a great Father. I love you and I hope that I pass on what you have taught me. Happy Father's Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-4122560762977138813?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/4122560762977138813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=4122560762977138813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4122560762977138813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4122560762977138813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='father&apos;s day'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-7906540999429669648</id><published>2008-06-06T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T20:18:08.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern day Good Samaritan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/0t4wWGH51-A' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/0t4wWGH51-A'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't know how many of you had seen this video yet. I saw it this morning on the "Today Show".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly shocking to watch as this old man got hit by a car and no one helped him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story reminded me of the story in the bible. Except there was no good Samaritan in this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were people walking on the side that kept on walking. There were those that stopped enough to look and then kept on walking. Some even driving around the man. No one even called 911. Luckily a cop who was driving to another stop, happened to see the struck down man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we get so focused on our lives, our own worlds that we don't see the fallen...the bruised...and beaten. We just tend to block them out and even become blind and numb to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those out there that the world has really knocked down and they need help. We need to be Jesus to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead we walk on by...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7906540999429669648?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7906540999429669648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7906540999429669648&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7906540999429669648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7906540999429669648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/06/modern-day-good-samaritan_06.html' title='Modern day Good Samaritan?'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-1772046598189857375</id><published>2008-06-06T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:50:17.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaela's blog updated</title><content type='html'>Just to let you know Shaela's blog has been updated with new pics. Hope you enjoy them! Just click on the blog link on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-1772046598189857375?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/1772046598189857375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=1772046598189857375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1772046598189857375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1772046598189857375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/06/shaelas-blog-updated.html' title='Shaela&apos;s blog updated'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-3390197338166577212</id><published>2008-06-02T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:43:38.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sister tara's graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3ltzugKI/AAAAAAAAADM/nkPC3rv-vu0/s1600-h/100_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3ltzugKI/AAAAAAAAADM/nkPC3rv-vu0/s320/100_0361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Congrats! Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3mNzugLI/AAAAAAAAADU/FXFnNfT9eeY/s1600-h/100_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3mNzugLI/AAAAAAAAADU/FXFnNfT9eeY/s320/100_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3mNzugMI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qm-mkyDwZQU/s1600-h/100_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3mNzugMI/AAAAAAAAADc/Qm-mkyDwZQU/s320/100_0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You're the best of your class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3mdzugNI/AAAAAAAAADk/vt1Li5bXi7s/s1600-h/100_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SER3mdzugNI/AAAAAAAAADk/vt1Li5bXi7s/s320/100_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SB-2an2yRuI/AAAAAAAAADE/35h_Z47VgzU/s320/peacefully-asleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Don't fall asleep in Church!"&lt;/strong&gt; {Acts 20:7-12}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt; On the first day of the week we came together to break bread. Paul spoke to the people and, because he intended to leave the next day, kept on talking until midnight.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;/strong&gt; There were many lamps in the upstairs room where we were meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9)&lt;/strong&gt; Seated in a window was a young man named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eutychus&lt;/span&gt;, who was sinking into a deep sleep as Paul talked on and on. When he was sound asleep, he fell to the ground from the third story and was picked up dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10)&lt;/strong&gt; Paul went down, threw himself on the young man and put his arms around him. "Don't be alarmed," he said. "He's alive!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11)&lt;/strong&gt; Then he went upstairs again and broke bread and ate. After talking until daylight, he left. &lt;strong&gt;12)&lt;/strong&gt; The people took the young man home alive and were greatly comforted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this story a while back and for some strange reason it came to mind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here where are, the book of Acts, telling of the initial church's growth and the spreading of the gospel. We hear about miracles done in the name of Lord and the work of the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of no where comes this passage about a man who died from falling asleep in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul was into this sermon. He just had to get this message off his chest and let others know about the love he had found in Christ. This might have resembled today what would be a good old all night southern revival. For the message was going long past the midnight hour, and as the verses talked about the lamps being lit...it was late in the night. Paul had the congregation hooked...they were hanging on His every word. And then it happened...around point #30 of Paul's 75 point sermon, a guy named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eutychus&lt;/span&gt; fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eutychus&lt;/span&gt;...wouldn't you hate to be known as the guy who fell asleep during Paul's message. You will be forever known as that guy. And your story is included in the bible, forever to be read by millions everywhere. Though as we see with the other things in the bible, if it is in the bible it must have importance right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the story doesn't just end there. He doesn't just fall asleep, he falls out a third story window and dies. Wouldn't that be something?...falling asleep and waking up in the presence of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though what amazes me from looking at scriptures, is that it doesn't really even phase Paul. I mean he just goes down to the dead man and lays down on him, and embraces him. He lets everyone know that there is still life in him and brings him back to life. Then he goes back and keeps on preaching his sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think if you were there and you saw someone fall to their death...that would change the whole mood of the sermon. And you may have already been questioning the power of God while you were listening to Paul preach. Then you get to see the Holy Spirit at work through Paul as he brings this man back to life. Think about that experience...seeing God's power first hand. No reason to question anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must have been many converts that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all for God's glory. For if I remember correctly the Holy Spirit had just came down upon these apostles. They were beginning to take God's word all over the earth. The apostles let the people know about Jesus, and the power that He has can bring a man from death to life (thanks to His death, burial, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;resurrection&lt;/span&gt;). And now thanks to this illustration this congregation no longer had to imagine it, they got to see this power first hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is power in the name of Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you feel yourself nodding off in church, try to make sure you stay awake...or at least sit in a seat that is close to the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7348515028506589926?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7348515028506589926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7348515028506589926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7348515028506589926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7348515028506589926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thing-from-bible-2.html' title='Random thing from the Bible # 2'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SB-2an2yRuI/AAAAAAAAADE/35h_Z47VgzU/s72-c/peacefully-asleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-2381235767209655267</id><published>2008-04-28T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:03:51.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my wife is pregnant and my cat is on prozac</title><content type='html'>I know...it sounds like the title of a book you would find on the shelves of a bookstore. Maybe in the self help section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where we are at in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in an earlier post, we found out that we are expecting again. I mean I did want more kids...I guess I just didn't see this one coming so soon. I admit that when the news first came that my stomach did drop to the floor. So it will be fun having 2 kids in diapers. I really just can't wait to see if it is a boy or girl. I actually kind of hope another girl b/c we already have the girl clothes, though I know in the end with the prom, college, and wedding...we'll make up for it. So it will be interesting to see what happens. Now if another baby comes close to this one, we might just have to get our own bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are our cats. We have one that is older cat that gets his way, and a smaller cat that runs all over the place. We have a problem with our older cat using the bathroom on the carpet in the house. It really only started when we had Shaela, maybe he got jealous or something. So the vet prescribed him some prozac. I didn't know that they gave cat's prozac (I hope that it is covered under our insurance). That is just too funny. Just to picture a cat suffering from panic disorder, so he starts taking Prozac to calm himself. I mean how stressed out can you be if all you do is sleep, eat, and lick your butt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to "accidentally" leaving the door open while bringing in the groceries or taking out the trash. "Laura, I'm sorry he must have gotten past me and went outside...and yep it looks like he is gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it just keeps getting better. And that is where we are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-2381235767209655267?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/2381235767209655267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=2381235767209655267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2381235767209655267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2381235767209655267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-wife-is-pregnant-and-my-cat-is-on.html' title='my wife is pregnant and my cat is on prozac'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-3129482067441484752</id><published>2008-04-27T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:58:36.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Snickers bar for the glory of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/FpC_hhIfckc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/FpC_hhIfckc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Francis Chan talking on one of my favorite past times...eating!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-3129482067441484752?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/3129482067441484752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=3129482067441484752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3129482067441484752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3129482067441484752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/04/eating-snickers-bar-for-glory-of-god.html' title='Eating Snickers bar for the glory of God'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-4050284168912237012</id><published>2008-04-24T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:44:52.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>Just in case you are one of the few who didn't know already...we are expecting again! So it looks like Shaela wont be an only child for long. The expected due date as of now is December 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-4050284168912237012?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/4050284168912237012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=4050284168912237012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4050284168912237012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4050284168912237012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/04/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6414238747132533032</id><published>2008-04-22T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:27:56.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SA6kK32yRtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qQE33vhfuoc/s1600-h/old_clocks_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192267927104145106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SA6kK32yRtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qQE33vhfuoc/s320/old_clocks_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have these days, where things just flood my mind. First I find myself worrying about the day. I find myself worrying even about tomorrow and days later down the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worry about my job. Hoping that I perform well. I even go over thinking about my family. I think about my wife and my daughter...can I be the spiritual leader that they need ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on and on. The list just seems to grow. And the next thing I know is that I am drowning in the sea. That is when I found that the only thing I can do is say, "God I give this moment to you. Before anything else I give this moment to you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank Him for all He has done. How He has provided for me and my family. How He has taken care of us. Nothing has come to me, that did not first go through Him. He is in control. And so I give this moment over to the one, who it really belongs to in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have found that I have to do this many times throughout the day. For so many times I want to take back those moments and focus on myself and the world. And start to focus on gas prices, the stock market, the housing market, and America in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have to give it back to Him. Place it in His hands, and believe that He will take care of me. Take that focus that I directed toward the world, and turn it toward God. Just worship Him! Crawl in His lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read somewhere that if we take those things that we give our fear to, those things we focus our attention onto, and instead fear the Lord...then we would have a hard time worrying about those things anymore. For we would in turn be standing in awe of God, and we wouldn't have time to worry about anything else.  For anything else compared to God would seem so trivial. (Don't know if that made sense or not.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God I give this moment to you. May it be used to bring glory to your name and not my own! Help me to not to worry about tomorrow, for you say it has enough problems of its own. I am worth more than a small sparrow and more vaulable than the lillies to you. You are my provider, not my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gas prices may rise and fall. Seasons change. House market may get better it may not. I could lose my job, but I'll be okay. For no matter what, "Lord, your love endures forever!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take this moment and use it to further your kingdom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6020128225913457785-6414238747132533032?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6414238747132533032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6414238747132533032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6414238747132533032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6414238747132533032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-moment.html' title='this moment'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SA6kK32yRtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qQE33vhfuoc/s72-c/old_clocks_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-3606101720542538202</id><published>2008-04-21T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:24:54.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Giant Step...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SA08kH2yRsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hPfkeNGEABs/s1600-h/53immelman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191872536709842626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SA08kH2yRsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hPfkeNGEABs/s320/53immelman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is kind of late, but I wanted to give a special thanks to the 2008 Master's Champion  "Trevor Immelman".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is an inspiration to all the Trevor's out there! He has shown us that with dedication, love of the game, and an awesome name...you can achieve anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Trevor Immelman! Thank you for taking one small step for yourself and one giant step for Trevor's everywhere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-3606101720542538202?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/3606101720542538202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=3606101720542538202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3606101720542538202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3606101720542538202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-giant-step.html' title='One Giant Step...'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/SA08kH2yRsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hPfkeNGEABs/s72-c/53immelman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-675925483019306579</id><published>2008-04-07T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:15:20.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jar-food christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/R_1RrQnZq8I/AAAAAAAAACs/V-qpESXswwY/s1600-h/100_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187392149437131714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/R_1RrQnZq8I/AAAAAAAAACs/V-qpESXswwY/s320/100_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( A picture is worth a thousand words...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's amazing how God teaches you things through everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I was feeding Shaela a meal of sweet potatoes and turkey, and then for dessert a jar of banannas. I would watch her night after night devour the food in these jars till they were empty. Which always left me to wonder...does it actually taste like sweet potatoes and turkey? Does it remind me of being at Mom's for thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I fought it for as long as I could...so I took a taste...and to my suprise...IT TASTED NOTHING LIKE WHAT IT SAID ON THE LABEL!!! (I've met some who say it does, but apparently they must not have been tasting the same thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I thought to myself, "I could go for a big juicy steak". "Not any of this food processed into mush and then put into jars." Though that's when I heard a voice inside me saying, "You want to eat steak...but all you can handle is that jar food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when God brought this verse to my mind. It is found in &lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 5:11-14&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11)&lt;/strong&gt; We have much to say about this, but it is hard to explain because you are slow to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12)&lt;/strong&gt; In fact, though by this time you ought to be teachers, you need someone to teach you the elementary truths of God's word all over again. You need milk, not solid food! &lt;strong&gt;13)&lt;/strong&gt; Anyone who lives on milk, being still an infant, is not acquainted with the teaching about righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14)&lt;/strong&gt; But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hit me hard. Here I am wanting to have this solid food, and I can only handle this soft jar food, this milk. I mean I have heard this truths and principles about God before, I even know them...but I let my self get so careless, so lazy that I am not able to chew the large pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can have all the head knowledge in the world, but until I put it into practice...it doesn't mean a thing. We are called not to just be hearers but also doers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also made me realize, I need to read my bible more. Like I said in an earlier blog, I have all of these bibles on my shelf, and may know of few verses here and there...verses to just get me by...but what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to dig in! Read scripture and find things out for myself, go deep and get rooted. I mean it is good listening to the pastor, but when I depend on him (or a speaker) to tell me about the bible, and let that be my only source of knowing it...then I am cheating myself out of a seven course dinner and settling for a jarfood version of truth. And then I will be just like my daughter, having someone spoon feed me. When I should be encouraging and strengthing other new believers. I should be doing something...instead of just sitting there and getting fat and lazy spiritually off jar food, I should be taking the solid food out to the hungry world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stay on infant food, I want to move onto the big juicy steak of God's goodness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-675925483019306579?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/675925483019306579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=675925483019306579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/675925483019306579'/><link 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xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/HjCoX4tRoT8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/HjCoX4tRoT8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Easter!!!&lt;br /&gt;More worship music from Stevens Creek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7108987510548492020?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7108987510548492020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7108987510548492020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/424622080174697929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-company.html' title='Good Company'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-2267942340935396569</id><published>2008-03-24T14:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:47:29.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing but The Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bYpSZxF4hE0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bYpSZxF4hE0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch this video...it is great!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-2267942340935396569?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/2267942340935396569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=2267942340935396569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2267942340935396569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2267942340935396569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-but-blood_24.html' title='Nothing but The Blood'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-1190611212480571986</id><published>2008-03-21T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:22:04.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy</title><content type='html'>I love my daughter! It is so amazing how she grows and learns every moment. Tonight before I put her in the bed, I laid her on the couch. I started making faces and anything that might make her laugh. Then it happened she giggled, and we kept going back and forth for a while...it was so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to hear her laugh! That is what I waited for...to see her smile and laugh. And I started thinking, God must love the same thing. He loves to see you smile and to see you laugh. He loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also something else that I have learned being a new parent. It is that you can somehow recognize your kid screaming out of no where. It is almost like a spider sense of spiderman. There can be a bunch of different noises going and somehow you can hear your kid crying. Even other kids can be crying and you can somehow single your child out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing it is true about God as well! No matter what is going on...God hears our cries...He hears our prayers. When we think that no one hears us and we feel all alone...know that He hears you and He is always there with you. When you pray, He is listening.  He knows your face and name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard these verses the other day. And to be honest I had heard it a thousand times before, but I had never really grasped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{Matthew 7:9-11}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9)&lt;/strong&gt; "Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone? &lt;strong&gt;10)&lt;/strong&gt; Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? &lt;strong&gt;11)&lt;/strong&gt; If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me think. If my daughter ask for food, I would give her food. I would want to make sure that she is taken care of. Even with me and all my failures and being human, I want to give her good things. Then God, who is pure and holy, the ultimate of good and love, will give you good gifts and all you have to do is ask! Isn't that amazing! He is the creator of Heaven and earth, the King of Kings and He will give you whatever you need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that He is crazy about you? I mean I love my daughter and I take joy to see her happy. So take that and multiply it by 1 billion, that is how God feels about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you do crazy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this friend, that one time he wanted to show his "love" for his then girlfriend in junior high...so he decided to sing the Boyz to Men songs over the phone to her. Now needless to say we never let him live that down...but it is true love makes you do crazy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also heard stories about people who gave all of their wealth away, and moved to another country and to take care of the poor. They just knew that they had to do it. They are crazy in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it made God so crazy that He sent His only begotten son to earth. Let Him be crucified, so that we might be able to have life, and life to the abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus left His place in Heaven and took our place on the cross. He died and went through Hell and took the keys of death...so that we would be spared. He took our curse by hanging on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So may you know that you have a daddy in Heaven. He rejoices over you, sings over you while you sleep, when you rise and when you fall...He never stops loving you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the beauty of it all is that you can never do or say anything to lose it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-1190611212480571986?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/1190611212480571986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=1190611212480571986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1190611212480571986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1190611212480571986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/03/daddy.html' title='daddy'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-5451940744174728362</id><published>2008-03-16T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:07:19.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>billy wilson mission trip</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who know Billy Wilson, he is going on a mission trip (along with Stevens Creek Church) to Honduras this June. I think it awesome to watch God at work in Billy's life. Billy said this is just something he has to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is need of raising some money by the end of this month and for the trip in general. So I desided to post this on my blog to get the word out. If you can please consider donating money towards Billy's mission trip. If you need more info, please feel free to contact me by leaving a note or sending me an email at &lt;a href="mailto:trigger5319@hotmail.com"&gt;trigger5319@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-5451940744174728362?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/5451940744174728362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=5451940744174728362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5451940744174728362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5451940744174728362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/03/billy-wilson-mission-trip.html' title='billy wilson mission trip'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6436141764818616084</id><published>2008-03-05T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:23:06.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sinai Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/R89LWJtiTmI/AAAAAAAAACc/vChLiuLF40U/s1600-h/sinaicode_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174437340808105570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/R89LWJtiTmI/AAAAAAAAACc/vChLiuLF40U/s320/sinaicode_lg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/R89LWJtiTmI/AAAAAAAAACc/vChLiuLF40U/s1600-h/sinaicode_lg.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just started listening to this podcast message by Andy Stanley called, "The Sinai Code." It is a 5 part series that breaks the myths of the ten commandments. So far I have listened to the first 3 and they have really blown me away. He says that the commands were given not as a condition of a relationship with God, but a confirmation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Think about that. God wasn't saying here are some rules to live by, and once you get these down pretty good, and become better people...then maybe we can think about a relationship. No...God loves us so much that He wants what is best for us...so He gives these rules to help us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the last one for example, Andy talks about the commandment, "Thou shalt not use the Lord's name in vain"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He said that word "vain" (which is used in the great old King James Version), started this thinking that you shall not say God's name as a cuss word when you stub your toe. Instead it means to not use His name for leverage, to help your own plans, to not misuse His name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Andy gave this example of when the people where selling and conducting business in the temple. During that time people brought animals to sacrifice, so that God would forgive their sins. Though there were some who couldn't afford to have a lamb, so the priests seeing this, sold other animals in the temple. They acted like they were doing it in the "name" of the Lord. They were using God's name as a profit for personal gain. Some may still practice this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; didn't give it second thought. Well I guess if they are doing it in under the roof of the church...I guess it is okay...right? God's name was being misused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But Jesus went in and turned that place upside down. He turned tables over and drove people out. He said "It is written my house will be a house of prayer, but you have turn it into a den of thieves!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This has opened my eyes to the world around me. What are we saying is of God, but God has nothing to do with it? More importantly what am doing with God's name? Am I lifting it up or using it for my own glory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you get a chance you should really check this one out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6436141764818616084?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6436141764818616084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6436141764818616084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6436141764818616084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6436141764818616084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/03/sinai-code.html' title='The Sinai Code'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/R89LWJtiTmI/AAAAAAAAACc/vChLiuLF40U/s72-c/sinaicode_lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-5324359071665477431</id><published>2008-03-02T06:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T06:50:10.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Dubbed Jesus Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/IOybSMl1TmA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/IOybSMl1TmA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know that Nick already posted this video a while back, but I couldn't resist.You may have to turn up your volume.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-5324359071665477431?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/5324359071665477431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=5324359071665477431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5324359071665477431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5324359071665477431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/03/hilarious-dubbed-jesus-movie.html' title='Hilarious Dubbed Jesus Movie'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6327560645841463515</id><published>2008-02-20T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:50:57.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but I am having a hard time reading the bible. I have trouble trying to set aside time and read it. With a 4 month old and a new job it just seems like time is scarce as it is. The time that I do have I mostly fill with internet time, itunes, t.v. , and sleep. Seeing how time is valuable to me now, it shows what I consider valuable by what I fill my time with. I mean even now you are reading my blog...which I am taking time out to write instead of reading my Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean recently I have tried to start listening to more podcasts, to try to fill my time with something spiritual. Even though the podcasts are good and give insights, it does not compare to actually sitting down and reading God's word. I mean you can do something like that with the best intentions, but if it takes place of God, I believe that it is like becoming an idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One podcast that I am listening to, has started to help me realize how great God and His word is. If you have a chance, I recommend listening to Andy Stanley's message series "Text". In it he encourages believers to read God's word. He shows how amazing it really it is. 66 books with so many authors, and yet it weaves the same truth through out each one. The story about redemption. Starting from Genesis to Revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shows the dangers of not reading the Bible, and how some people listen to pastors and other people, and they base their beliefs off of others viewpoints, instead of opening the word and finding out what the Bible has to say about certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave this illustration about how the Bible is viewed in other countries. There are some countries where they will not let you enter if you even have a Bible with you. Some have been killed, imprisoned, and beaten for trying to have the Bible. Think about it...it is against the law to have a Bible. Some go and put their lives on the line just to smuggle even one page of this book, so they can have it to read. Some are so poor they can not afford to have a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am in America, with freedom to worship as I please...and 5 bibles on my table collecting dust as I write this. I am not facing death, imprisonment, or even punishment for having them, but does it change my view of how great God's Word is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God may I crave your Word. May it be sweet as honey to my lips. May I see how blessed I am to even have a copy of your Word. May I meditate on your statues and write them on the table of my heart. Speak to me through your Holy Word. May I not read your Word because I "have" to, but because I "want" to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6327560645841463515?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6327560645841463515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6327560645841463515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6327560645841463515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6327560645841463515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/02/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-4311838889027580151</id><published>2008-02-18T20:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:09:55.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIghty to Save -worship from Stevens Creek Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2XFh1OFKj6c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2XFh1OFKj6c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a look at the music from Stevens Creek Church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-4311838889027580151?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/4311838889027580151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=4311838889027580151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4311838889027580151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4311838889027580151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/02/mighty-to-save-worship-from-stevens.html' title='MIghty to Save -worship from Stevens Creek Church'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6376083113725420647</id><published>2008-02-18T20:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:04:20.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Grace Passion 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/h2H6-WEoFDs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/h2H6-WEoFDs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A great worship song. An old classic with a new twist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6376083113725420647?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6376083113725420647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6376083113725420647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6376083113725420647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6376083113725420647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/02/amazing-grace-passion-2007.html' title='Amazing Grace Passion 2007'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-2422409162053559389</id><published>2008-01-26T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:27:21.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at it again...</title><content type='html'>I heard that Westboro Baptist Church, is at it again. This time they are wanting to protest against the funeral of Heath Ledger, because he starred in the film, "Brokeback Mountain". &lt;br /&gt;They say that the actor used his platform as a megaphone, to say that homosexuality is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are they using their platform for? What are they screaming out of their megaphone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This paints Christians in a bad light. No wonder some Americans want nothing to do with Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard this I got angry. I know I had talked about this church in an earlier post ( called: "left a bad taste"), but I just couldn't sit quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we are called to be people of action, but this seems to be to the extreme. What would make a bigger impact...saying you are wrong, or showing them the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if a Homosexual had their house burned down. How would we win him to Christ? Do we say to him " You had that coming! You know that God hates gays!" Or do we help that person, get him cleaned up,  give him a roof over his head, take him to the store and buy them some food and clothes?  I think that would speak more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old saying, "Preach the good news to everyone and if necessary use words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words let our lives, show people the love of God. "Let them see our good works and glorify our Father in Heaven." That would show them that there is something different about us. We would become a direct mirror of our Father in Heaven. We can either paint their view of Him in a negative or positive light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This church has also posted that "Heath Ledger is in hell receiving his eternal reward."&lt;br /&gt;This is disgusting to me. How dare they judge someones soul. No one but God knows where he is. The only way he is in hell is if he died without Christ and that is a TRAGEDY. It is not something to cheer about as though justice has been served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing to show the world the love of Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we furthering God's kingdom or our own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are we glorifying...ourselves or God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-2422409162053559389?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/2422409162053559389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=2422409162053559389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2422409162053559389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2422409162053559389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/01/at-it-again.html' title='at it again...'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-8899822164742336007</id><published>2008-01-22T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:07:12.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only a breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 39:4-5 {New Life Version}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) "O Lord, let me know my end and how many days I have to live. Let me know that I do not have long to stay here.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) You have made each of my days as long as a hand is wide. My whole life is nothing in Your eyes. Every man at his best is only a breath. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Now more than ever I keep hearing how much we need to make the most of this moment. It seems like everything I come across and even the message at my church, keeps engraving this into my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are given this moment. We are not promised tomorrow, not really even 5 minutes from now. What am I doing with this time? With this life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, everyone probaly knows about the passing of actor Heath Ledger. I got to admit that shocked me. I was talking to my sister in law and she told me she saw it on the internet news. Then I turned on the t.v. to the news, and they confirmed the same thing. Dead at age 28. He has a 2 year old little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my life. I am 25 years old and have a 3 month old daughter. Am I making the most of this moment? Am I letting those close to me, know that I love them? Am I spending as much time as I can with my wife and my new daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us know the span of our life. As the bible puts it, we are just but a "breath".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am breathing right now. In and out. Life is that short. May I make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series at our church is called "30 days to live". It really helps stress the point, what would we do if we knew that we only had 30 days left to live. Would it change the way we live? Would we love more? Live more? Give more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself thinking when I am not so busy, I will make time...to go see my parents, to see my grandparents, to call an old friend, to do so many things. Though if we keep waiting we will miss those moments.  We will always be busy, we are only promised now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were shown interviews of those that do not have that much time left, according to doctor's reports. I remember one of them said, " I would look at what I consider mundane in a new light. I would enjoy those moments."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a chance, go over to &lt;a href="http://www.stevenscreek.net/"&gt;www.stevenscreek.net&lt;/a&gt; and watch the messages on "30 days to live". They have really made an impact in my life and I hope they do the same for yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would we do if we only had 30 days left to live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-8899822164742336007?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/8899822164742336007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=8899822164742336007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8899822164742336007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8899822164742336007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/01/only-breath.html' title='only a breath'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-7637191637956434045</id><published>2008-01-17T19:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:29:39.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaela's blog updated!</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let everyone know that Shaela's pic blog, has been updated. Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.shaelakerr.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.shaelakerr.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy. When you have finished looking at one page, just go to the bottom of the page and just click "older posts" to view more. There should be a good bit of new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7637191637956434045?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7637191637956434045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7637191637956434045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7637191637956434045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7637191637956434045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/01/shaelas-blog-updated.html' title='Shaela&apos;s blog updated!'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-9167010532106034644</id><published>2008-01-09T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:31:27.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What this world needs</title><content type='html'>I recently heard these statements on the new Casting Crowns' cd, "The Altar and the Door." The song is called, "What this world needs", and at the end of the song there are some some things that are being said that I think are very powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People aren't confused by the Gospel, they are confused by us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus is the only way to God, but we are not the only way to Jesus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This world does not need my tie, my hoodie (or t-shirt), my denomination, or translation of the Bible...they just need Jesus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can be passionate about what we believe, but we can't strap ourselves to the Gospel...cause we are slowing it down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus is going to save the world, but maybe the best thing we can do, is get out of the way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started thinking about those statements...It is true in my life. I take the gospel and add my agenda to it. Instead of working to further the kingdom of Christ, I am trying to advance my own kingdom and establish my name, instead of bringing glory to His name. I have my own agenda in mind. I think having all this christian things means I am doing something right for the cause of Christ...but in reality when I am not desiring God, not doing it for His glory...I am only hurting the gospel. Will they know us by the t-shirts that we wear? By the way we picket with signs and then point and stare? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The harsh truth I have to realize, is that God does not need me. He chooses to use me and works through me. All I can do is sow the seed, the Holy Spirit does the work. He is God...He can use whoever He wants, and do whatever He wants. Who can tell Him otherwise? i am just humble and thankful that He would choose to use a frail and sinful creature like me to carry out His perfect will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have started this bible study recently on Galatians. It talks about how we were given this free gift of grace, with no strings attached. The gospel was made simple. Though Paul saw that others were adding their own spins on the glorious gospel. Making grace and salvation legalistic, meaning something that you had to work to earn. But no ammount of works could pay the debt we owe. Thank God for offering us Grace!!! He saw our past failures and dissapointments, and still showed favor to us by offering Grace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grace the free gift of a ever loving God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-9167010532106034644?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/9167010532106034644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=9167010532106034644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9167010532106034644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9167010532106034644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-this-world-needs.html' title='What this world needs'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-9059550532185672474</id><published>2008-01-06T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T06:53:42.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thing #1 that I learned the bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Don't make fun of the bald!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Kings 2:23-25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;23)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He went up from Jericho to Bethel. On the way, young [maturing and accountable] boys came out of the city and mocked him and said to him, Go up [in a whirlwind], you baldhead! Go up, you baldhead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;24)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And he turned around and looked at them and called a curse down on them in the name of the Lord. And two she-bears came out of the woods and ripped up forty-two of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;25)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Elisha went from there to Mount Carmel, and from there he returned to Samaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it have been like to be watching this? Think if you were watching this, and you see young guys making fun of someone for being bald. You might think "Kids will be kids" or "Kids can be so mean".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One might be watching and see that the jeering and name calling is taking a turn for the worse. They think, maybe they should go down there and defend this man from these kids. At least someone should right?...The verse leads one to believe that there was a great number of them, 42 to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is where God shows up and shows off. He proves that if no one else will, He will defend His people...His chosen. He sends two bears!!! Two bears to come out of the woods and tear these young guys limb from limb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you were still looking on, you might think :&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't get on this guy's bad side&lt;br /&gt;2) See if he wouldn't mind a new friend&lt;br /&gt;3) Never will I pick on a bald person&lt;br /&gt;4)God will protect and defend those that are His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kind of weird to think about though. There are these different accounts of Elijah and Elisha, two of God's top prophets. All the miraculous miracles and signs that they did in the name of the Lord, and then 3 verses, talking about this event of retribution. I think it is here to teach us and remind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Again...Don't pick on the bald&lt;br /&gt;2) God is my protector.&lt;br /&gt;3) God is my defender.&lt;br /&gt;4) God will take care of me always.&lt;br /&gt;5) God is concerned with the big and small things of life.  My life matters to God.&lt;br /&gt;6) It doesn't matter whether it be 1 against me, 42, a million, or (in david's case) a giant. If God be before me...who dare be against me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the smallest verses and smallest stories remind us of great truths that we have forgotten along the way. God will go to great lenghts to protects those that are His children. Even it means calling 2 bears out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-9059550532185672474?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/9059550532185672474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=9059550532185672474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9059550532185672474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9059550532185672474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-thing-1-that-i-learned-bible.html' title='Random thing #1 that I learned the bible'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-4703141333051668271</id><published>2007-12-12T19:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:10:28.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood:water mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/uBnW3tdtfwQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/uBnW3tdtfwQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is a great cause to get involved with!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-4703141333051668271?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/4703141333051668271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=4703141333051668271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4703141333051668271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4703141333051668271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/12/bloodwater-mission.html' title='blood:water mission'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-8557157030262022177</id><published>2007-11-18T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:58:30.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankfulness and taco bell</title><content type='html'>Have you ever watched "Extreme Home Makeover" before? This team goes out and finds the 'least of these' and the 'down trodden' and builds them a new place to live. You can see and learn so much by just watching this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one in particular that I saw showed this single father raising 5 other kids. They showed the inside of the house, and the kids showed the host their rooms. Their rooms consisted of a worn out pillow and a sheet on the floor...this served as their beds. They had no mattresses...no covers...no blankets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were asked if they could have one thing, what would they want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their answer hit me hard. "I would just like my own bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just want a bed. A place where they can sleep. They don't even have a bed...I mean to be honest, here I am around this holiday season with a newborn...worrying if I have money to buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; gifts for my family. And wanting stuff I don't really even need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night when I am tired, I really don't even think twice, I just hop into bed. I have 2 pillows, a sheet, and a blanket. There I am a top a nice mattress. There they are on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that I take for granite. Some people don't even have clean water, people in other countries drink the water that others have bathed and washed their clothes in. There are also some instances where either a person or animal has died and is floating in the water. So many diseases...and I can just turn on the faucet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people don't have enough food to fill their fridge. Some don't have a/c in the summer and heat in the cold. Some don't even have a roof over their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am complaining about having to work Monday morning, and there are people who would line up just to have a job. Rob Bell (pastor of Mars Hill Church) said that there are some people that try their best to survive on just $2 dollars. Trying to survive a week on $2 dollars, or even a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think this all thinking started when I went out when I went to Taco Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was ordering some fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; cuisine...the famous chicken quesidilla...and the cool sour cream for dipping. It does not get much better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had placed my order the cashier asked a posing question "Would you like to give a dollar to help feed the children?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all been there. Sad to say we all think it over, weighing out the pros and cons. Thinking about if we can really afford to be without that dollar. But there I am ordering food...and all I have to do is give one buck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is that such a hard decision?...why do I make that into such a hard decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the church reaching out to help others? Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to check out blood:water (a well building project), world vision (sponsoring children), and there are countless others. Even some around the Augusta area. Sometimes we forget about the ones in our backyards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-8557157030262022177?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/8557157030262022177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=8557157030262022177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8557157030262022177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8557157030262022177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/11/thankfulness-and-taco-bell.html' title='thankfulness and taco bell'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-7350415478453007260</id><published>2007-11-06T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:27:22.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shaela blog with pics</title><content type='html'>Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had some people ask me to share some photos. So what I did to make it easier to share is I made a blog especially for our new daughter Shaela's pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adress is &lt;a href="http://www.shaelakerr.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.shaelakerr.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some photos already added and will add more as time goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll and God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7350415478453007260?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7350415478453007260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7350415478453007260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7350415478453007260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7350415478453007260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/11/shaela-blog-with-pics.html' title='shaela blog with pics'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-581270327141447279</id><published>2007-11-03T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:15:44.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>left a bad taste</title><content type='html'>When I was 10, I had just returned home from this church summer camp for children, and I had woke up that night screaming because my ear was hurting. I mean it was throbbing. All I could feel was this stinging sensation on the left side of my ear. Come to find out I had gotten what they called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;swimmers&lt;/span&gt; ear", b/c I logged lots of hours in the camp lake all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom thought the best thing to do, was to put some drops of hydrogen peroxide, and maybe that would ease the pain. So she poured it into a glass and left it on the table. Though seeing that I am writhing in pain and screaming, she proceeds to give me some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; as well. And in the midst of doing this she calls up our doctor (in the middle of the night) seeking advice on this situation. So you can see that she is a little distracted at the moment...So while still talking on the phone, she gives me the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; and a glass of liquid to help it go down...and yep you guessed it...she gave me the glass of hydrogen peroxide to drink...I remember saying,"this water tastes funny...", with her saying,"Just drink it and take your medicine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after this she begins to look for the hydrogen peroxide to drop down my ears...coming to find out that her son had drank a good bit of it in a glass already...there she is calling the doctor back...ah good times...he said I would be fine (though some may disagree).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stuff left a bad taste in my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you that story because I think we as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; can sometimes knowingly and unknowingly leave bad tastes in peoples mouths. Earlier this week, I saw on the news where this church was protesting at a gay fallen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;military&lt;/span&gt; funeral. They had signs like "God hates gays". The father sued the church and won for emotional and other damages. Come to find out that this "church" even has a website, that lists addresses of funerals for future protests. That upset me. I didn't know what to think. I mean I know sometimes we are wrong for not standing up for our beliefs and values. But is this what God wants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also that incident with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amish&lt;/span&gt; shootings last year. Where a "church" decided to protest because they said that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Amish&lt;/span&gt; don't serve the real God. It became so bad that host of a radio show on Fox news made a deal with the church, that if they didn't protest...they could have some radio air time to express their opinions about the issue. Maybe if they took time out of holding the picket signs and used their hands to help serve their fellow men, things would be better. Instead of taking that radio time to belittle others, they could give them words of comfort, hope, and even tell them about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean aren't we supposed to hate the sin and love the sinner? Is it going to get to the point that when someone dies of drinking too much that we stand outside with a sign that says "God doesn't like drinkers!"? (and there goes half the church) When we get right down to it, we could all have signs at our funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For to be honest none of us our perfect. It is only by the grace of God that we can find salvation. I even think about my brother in law, who is not a christian, and even the whole world, who look at this and say, "Where is God in this?...If this is what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Christianity&lt;/span&gt; is... I don't want anything to do with it." What do you say to that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving them not wanting more... We are leaving them with a bad taste in their mouth. The world has hurting people and instead of helping them, we find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;comfort&lt;/span&gt; in telling them what they are doing wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Probably&lt;/span&gt; because it makes us feel better.  People are screaming in pain, like I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-581270327141447279?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/581270327141447279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=581270327141447279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/581270327141447279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/581270327141447279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/11/left-bad-taste.html' title='left a bad taste'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-9020224064739009522</id><published>2007-10-20T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:51:45.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of shaela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here are a few of the pics. I feel we have taken so many already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOPicbXtI/AAAAAAAAABw/K0WalmyAs2s/s1600-h/100_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOPicbXtI/AAAAAAAAABw/K0WalmyAs2s/s320/100_0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOPycbXuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/swyoFavhjUQ/s1600-h/100_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOPycbXuI/AAAAAAAAAB4/swyoFavhjUQ/s320/100_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOQCcbXvI/AAAAAAAAACA/ybgAbazjvt8/s1600-h/100_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOQCcbXvI/AAAAAAAAACA/ybgAbazjvt8/s320/100_0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                    This is one of my favorites. She is just so content sleeping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOQCcbXwI/AAAAAAAAACI/xpS4TPAB9KU/s1600-h/100_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOQCcbXwI/AAAAAAAAACI/xpS4TPAB9KU/s320/100_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                          This a view as she is being burped.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-9020224064739009522?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/9020224064739009522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=9020224064739009522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9020224064739009522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9020224064739009522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/10/pics-of-shaela.html' title='pics of shaela'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxpOPicbXtI/AAAAAAAAABw/K0WalmyAs2s/s72-c/100_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-222044239090033910</id><published>2007-10-18T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T22:19:51.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there you are</title><content type='html'>in the cool morning breeze&lt;br /&gt;and the before the sun rises&lt;br /&gt;and after it falls and sets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the traffic waiting at the light&lt;br /&gt;in the few moments of silence&lt;br /&gt;and in the other busy moments as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I tell my wife I love her&lt;br /&gt;and watching as my newborn sleeps through the night&lt;br /&gt;even as my cats run around our house into the early morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the moments&lt;br /&gt;where I can't think&lt;br /&gt;where I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;when I fully miss the point that you are trying to make&lt;br /&gt;and when I breathe&lt;br /&gt;and when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;and when I rise&lt;br /&gt;and every moment in between that I blink my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At no moment have you left my side&lt;br /&gt;looking closely I can see you in it all&lt;br /&gt;looking back telling of your greatness to my kids&lt;br /&gt;I can say, "&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I feel I don't measure up&lt;br /&gt;anxiety, doubt, worry, and fear show up&lt;br /&gt;when I seem to have fallen too far and fast&lt;br /&gt;when I have made a mockery of your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there&lt;br /&gt;for being here&lt;br /&gt;in the everyday moments I forget&lt;br /&gt;that you are there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning...In the end&lt;br /&gt;In the summer...In the winter&lt;br /&gt;In the palace...In the prison&lt;br /&gt;In the island...In the desert&lt;br /&gt;In every moment there and every other in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do not have to look far&lt;br /&gt;to see &lt;strong&gt;there you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-222044239090033910?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-8862941426749999610</id><published>2007-10-16T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:58:21.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>barbarian's way and new love for books</title><content type='html'>As of right now I am reading a book that Billy let me borrow. It is called the "Barbarian's Way" by Erwin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mcmanus&lt;/span&gt;. This is really a great book. It just energizes you and you feel that you could start a church if you want to. It lights a fire in your heart. It just is a raw look at the call of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself reading more books too. I usually never would really read a book, unless it was for school (even then...uh not so much...I loved cliff notes...) I am slowly starting to build my library of books. I tend to first go for those small books. You know the ones with the small pages and such. Example would be "the secrets of the vine", the small ones catch my eye. They do not seem so scary. I think "I can read this and I can read this really quick too"...or "maybe it could be read in one bathroom sitting". (Sometimes I even see if the book is available in audio format, to make it a little easier.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never the less I will say I have read some books that do have some volume to them. I admit though that I am not a quick reader. So it may take me a little while. I have gotten the occasional response from friends, " Are you still reading that?...or "Was it that good that you wanted to read it again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe soon I will have read enough books to actually fill up a shelf on a bookcase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-8862941426749999610?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/8862941426749999610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=8862941426749999610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8862941426749999610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8862941426749999610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/10/barbarians-way-and-new-love-for-books.html' title='barbarian&apos;s way and new love for books'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-544774330227081184</id><published>2007-10-15T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T19:39:52.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eat, sleep, cry and poop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxOk5ScbXsI/AAAAAAAAABo/U6G1wUEwg7s/s1600-h/100_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxOk5ScbXsI/AAAAAAAAABo/U6G1wUEwg7s/s320/100_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just to do a quick update...here she is! Our new daughter "Shaela Takoda Kerr". With being in the hospital and forgetting what day it is, and learning her new schedule (so long sleeping in...) this days have gone by so quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura is doing good. She is just having to take it easy for a little while, b/c she had a c-section. Though we can both truly say that this little girl has stolen our hearts. It just amazes me...everytime I look at her...this is my daughter...this is one of God's greatest blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that God lets us take part in His creation process...It really has not sunk in yet. I am a father now and I see some things differently now. How great the Father's love for us! I would give my life for my wife and this new daughter. I love her, and yet she can show no love in return. She can cry and believe you me she can poop with the best of them! (especially when you are changing and she just keeps going in her diaper...like someone struck oil...black gold...texas tea...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is with us and God. God loves us! Even before we knew Him, before we even knew what love was. He gave His only son to die for us so that we might live. Times we cry and yes times we poop...cause we are helpless and we need our Father! Though with all the cries and the dirty diapers, He still loves us! I hope that makes sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless and thanks to everyone for the calls, the gifts, and the visits. It truly help make this a great time. Thank you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-544774330227081184?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/544774330227081184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=544774330227081184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/544774330227081184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/544774330227081184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-just-to-do-quick-update.html' title='eat, sleep, cry and poop'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RxOk5ScbXsI/AAAAAAAAABo/U6G1wUEwg7s/s72-c/100_0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-7209657533163091050</id><published>2007-09-26T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:14:42.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dependant</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing when you find answers through asking questions? But of course it leads to more questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just really cool to me, when you have these questions, and then reading through scripture or even having a conversation with another person...that you find your answer and it just "clicks" in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Billy (a great friend) the other day, and we started talking about various things. Somehow I started to tell him about a story that happened at my old job. There was another employee who asked me to be praying for her son, she said that he had some issues with not having a relationship with God. One was "If He knows what we need even before we ask, why pray?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in those times that I try to find something to say. But nothing came, and I really didn't know how to respond, but told her I would pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while talking to Billy something similar came to mind. "Why do we ask for God to forgive us of our sins?" ...I remembered hearing that He calls us clean. I believe He calls us the righteous in Christ Jesus. So why ask though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this song by Shane &amp;amp; Shane, "You and I", and in the bridge it says these great lines that shows what Jesus is saying to us and what we are saying back to Him:&lt;br /&gt;"Clean...I am dirty! Clean...So unworthy! You are Clean!...Dirty, so Dirty...Clean...that's what I'm wanting..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but in that moment it clicked. You would have thought I had one the lottery, but yet I had found a nugget in this simple yet profound truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we pray even when He knows our needs before we pray...&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we ask Him to forgive our sins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we are dependant. We are humans, We are frail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometime throughout the day we forget how dependant we are. We see ourselves capable of doing anything. We forget our order in the line up so to speak. We break relationship with our creator and put ourselves before God, we put other "gods" before God. We are told to seek first the kingdom of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though when we come to Him throughout the day in prayer, thanking Him, praising Him, seeking His answer and counsel through prayers...that is when we remember how much of a great God He is! We remember all the great things He has done for us...how He has provided and taken care of us...How He delievered us in times of trouble... and how without Him we are really nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ask Him to forgive us, even though He calls us clean...for it reminds of when God, sent His only Son (Jesus) to die and save this frail race on this fallen earth. We remember the sacrifice that was made so we might have freedom. We remember the Cross. We see Him as the Savior that He is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all just shows us how dependant we are for Him, and how great He is! It brings Him glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much questions that still arise even after this simple discovery. Some that seem big, gigantic...and some that might seem insignificant or small...but the good thing is He can handle them all...He is big enough for all my questions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7209657533163091050?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7209657533163091050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7209657533163091050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7209657533163091050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7209657533163091050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/09/dependant.html' title='dependant'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6165784693600385297</id><published>2007-09-15T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T18:22:31.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>encouraging story</title><content type='html'>I read this short story a while back and I thought I would share it. I thought it might encourage and lift your spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was this famous golfer, who got asked by a famous royal king over seas in Saudi Arabia, to come over and spend some time playing golf together. The golfer agreed and flew over and spent a week with the king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the week had come to a close, it was time for the golfer to fly back home. Though the king wanted to give him something as a thank you gift for coming and spending the week with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king asked, "What is there that I can give you, that would express how grateful I am that you came to visit me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golfer said, "You have been nothing but gracious for letting me spend time with you. You really do not have to give me anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king once again asked, "I mean it. I really want to give you something, asked for anything...up to half my kingdom and I will give it to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golfer saw that the king was not backing down at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the golfer responded, " Golf clubs. I try to collect rare and unusual golf clubs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the king agreed. The golfer got back on his plane for his ride back to the states. On the way home thoughts filled his head about what kind of golf clubs the king of Saudi Arabia might get him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a diamond studded putter or even a solid gold driver. The possibilities were endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the golfer got home, he found himself waiting by the window for his package from the king to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days went by...Weeks went by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the end of the month a letter adressed to him came in the mail. "Where is my diamond studded putter?", he wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the letter and to his amazement it was a certified deed to the largest golf course in the United States. The king had purchased an expensive and large golf course for him to own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lesson...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings think differently than we do. They think bigger!  And Friends we serve the King of Kings. He can do abundantly more than we can ever think or imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think big!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6165784693600385297?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6165784693600385297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6165784693600385297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6165784693600385297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6165784693600385297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/09/encouraging-story.html' title='encouraging story'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-4522372731550604860</id><published>2007-09-15T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T18:00:13.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Now that we know what we have—Jesus, this great High Priest with ready access to God—let's not let it slip through our fingers. We don't have a priest who is out of touch with our reality. He's been through weakness and testing, experienced it all—all but the sin. So let's walk right up to him and get what he is so ready to give. Take the mercy, accept the help. " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---{Hebrews 4:14-16 /The Message}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard a pastor say that, " we go to a football game and expect to see a touchdown, to see the final minutes of clock to tick away and see some sort of big play. We go to baseball games to see grand slams or homeruns, and even basketball to see final second shots. We tend to go to many things with high expectations of what the final outcome may be....Why should church be any different?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why should it? Shouldn't we go to church with great joy and expectency knowing that lives are going to be changed, people set free, and long lost ones come home, and the list just doesn't end. Today we expect more to see people in church asleep in their pews, instead of people facedown before their maker. Church becomes nothing more than just a dull religous experience. It is seen as nothing more than a waste of time on Sunday. The church is seen as out of touch with the world today. Some men don't even make it because of their view of the Church. Everyone has a view. What is yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect more...believe that God is big. He can do abudantly more than we ever think or imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, we should also have high expectations when it comes to our own personal relationships with God (Jesus). He is not out of touch with us, He has walked where we have walked in this life. When we go to God in earnest prayer, we should go believing that He can do something big. Something that blows our mind! I mean that one guy in the old testament in the bible, Elijah prayed that it would not rain for a period of time, and prayed again and the rain came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Elijah was as human as we are, and yet when he prayed earnestly that no rain would fall, none fell for three and a half years! Then, when he prayed again, the sky sent down rain and the earth began to yield its crops."---{James 5:17-18 / NLT}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God is big...we should have big expectations. The bible is filled with ordinary people doing many great things. (A shepherd knocking a giant out. An old man building a large boat to prepare for the earth flood. A group of people knocking down a large city wall by just marching around it and shouting...and once again the list goes on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all had this view of God. That He is big! They believed that He can do anything! He doesn't have to have all of these great materials to complete His work. All He wants is a willing and ready heart. One that has faith in God. One that has great expectations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you walk with Jesus daily...think big...and when you think you are thinking big...think bigger...for our God is a big God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-4522372731550604860?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/4522372731550604860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=4522372731550604860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4522372731550604860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/4522372731550604860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/09/now-that-we-know-what-we-havejesus-this.html' title='great expectations'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-2784071562313442286</id><published>2007-09-09T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T16:08:24.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>community</title><content type='html'>Today my wife, Laura, reminded me of something that happened a little while back. Before this pregnancy now, we ended up having a miscarriage. We were very thankful that it was in the early stages. Though the first thought of pregnancy got us excited and then to find out that we had a miscarriage did bring a sense of grief to us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What amazed us both the most is that this was not as uncommon as we thought. Once we started telling those around us that we had a miscarriage, we found out that we had a lot more in common with them than we thought. After that moment, people came to us telling us that they too had experienced miscarriages, either in their first pregnancy or later down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in those moments...we connected with others in a way that is unspeakable. It helped to hear that we were not the only one to experience this tragedy. It brought a sense of togetherness, what once was broken with tragedy, was brought together, was restored with these great friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for everyone who helped us during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of a verse in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=66&amp;chapter=5&amp;amp;verse=16&amp;version=45&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;James 5:16&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Confess to one another therefore your faults (your slips, your false steps, your offenses, your sins) and pray [also] for one another, that you may be healed and restored [to a spiritual tone of mind and heart]. The earnest (heartfelt, continued) prayer of a righteous man makes tremendous power available [dynamic in its working].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of us have gone through tragedies and we tend to isolate ourself. I heard someone say that it is in those moments that you need to surround yourself with others. Once you begin to tell others, you may find that someone may have gone through the same thing, or maybe they haven't but you find healing in getting it out and not holding it in. You may have also messed up and in those times we need to find comfort and healing in life together, don't hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a christian artist, Derek Webb who said, " I would rather have my sin known to the whole world then suffer with the fact of holding it in, and trying not to be found out. I would like to have it put up on a billboard all over town, on newspapers, magazines, and even the evening news...for then I could find freedom in knowing that I no longer have to hide my faults and act like I have it all together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time, when we get tired of putting on the act of having it all together. We have to become honest with ourselves and others...and find healing and freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-2784071562313442286?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/2784071562313442286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=2784071562313442286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2784071562313442286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2784071562313442286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/09/community.html' title='community'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-9196574655430251560</id><published>2007-08-28T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:28:30.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little things...</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing how the littlest things can change your whole day? How your day could be going one way and then all of the sudden one little thing happens and changes it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my wife suprised me. She came in and had went to the store to get groceries, so I helped her with the bags. Then she said that someone dropped off a gift for the baby. She told me to check it out on the table, and when I opened the bag to my amazement...there they were...2 cds I had been wanting, that came out today. The new Shane &amp;amp; Shane "Pages" album, and the new Caedmon's Call "Overdressed" album. She is so great! I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I must admit, one of my passions is music (it is a little dark secret of mine...something that I do not like to broadcast to the world). I pretty much like everything involved with it. I worked at a christian bookstore and helped manage the music section for a good while. I liked to see what new albums came out every tuesday...every new realease day was like my christmas! Also answering the frequent customer questions like , "There is this song...it has the words 'love' and 'God' in it...can you help me find it?" My other favorites was when they sung it to me (that was fun to hear).But I loved it...I like trying to figure out a sung someone heard on the radio and telling them where to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love adventure and a job that never gets old...try working in retail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So needless to say I am on cloud nine right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for the little blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-9196574655430251560?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/9196574655430251560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=9196574655430251560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9196574655430251560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/9196574655430251560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/08/little-things.html' title='little things...'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-5041857698390918009</id><published>2007-08-13T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:17:40.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3-D Sonogram</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RsD-04oT_hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SDbpGTi2kDs/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098354962691522066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RsD-04oT_hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SDbpGTi2kDs/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well there she is ladies and gentlemen! Making her apperance in 3-d. Normal sonograms are done in black in white and are in 2-d. This sonogram shows a little bit more of the baby's features. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is hard to believe that there is only 2 more months till I get to hold her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This once again gives me such an awesome view of God's love. I mean here she is. She is not even born yet...and yet I can tell she will probaly have me wrapped around her finger. Even now there is nothing I would not do for her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is so amazing! As I talked about in earlier post, about how God formed us in our Mother's womb, how He knit us together...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just take a second and reflect on how much God loves you! He formed you and created you for a purpose and a reason! You are not an accident! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are loved...you have to do nothing to earn it...nothing to try to keep it...you can't lose His love for you...no strings attached...there is no small print at the bottom telling you when it is valid and when it is not...no it is just love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So rest in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-5041857698390918009?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/5041857698390918009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=5041857698390918009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5041857698390918009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5041857698390918009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/08/3-d-sonogram.html' title='3-D Sonogram'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RsD-04oT_hI/AAAAAAAAABQ/SDbpGTi2kDs/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-2511566490088907123</id><published>2007-08-05T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T06:59:38.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once and for all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Such a high priest meets our need—one who is holy, blameless, pure, set apart from sinners, exalted above the heavens. Unlike the other high priests, he does not need to offer sacrifices day after day, first for his own sins, and then for the sins of the people. He sacrificed for their sins once for all when he offered himself. For the law appoints as high priests men who are weak; but the oath, which came after the law, appointed the Son, who has been made perfect forever."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--{Hebrews 7:26-28}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember a while back when I read these verses. It was great reminder that Jesus Christ's sacrifice on the cross was enough for us. There was no need for Him to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old testament (before Jesus came and died on the cross), the Israelites had just left Egypt and Pharoah. Moses (with God's help) had led the children of Israel out of slavery. The Israelites then began to travel through wilderness and desert to reach the promise land that God had in store for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their journey, God asked that a place be made where His spirit could reside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Israelites traveled the Lord led them by a piller of cloud in the day, and a piller of fire at night. Though when they stopped to set up tent, God asked for a tent like tabernacle to be set up in His honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was set up with various stages for those who came in, to worship God. The priests of that time though where the only ones who could go into the most sacred place in the tabernacle. The Holy of Holies. This is where God's spirit dwelled in full force. Only the best of the priests could enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest would enter once a year (could be wrong on how many times) and offer up sacrifices for the attonment of their sins. They would take lamb without blemish and use it as a burnt offering and take care of the camp's sins. The priest would also have a rope with a bell tied to their ankle, as he entered the closed in tent of the Holy of Holies. They would watch the preist enter and then listen for that sound of the bell. And if it came to a point where there was no more ring, they would end up pulling the string...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such an awesome, yet scary thing. For like I said this was where God's glory resided during rest stops on the way to the promised land. There was no room for mess up, when it came to being in His prescence. Even Moses was not able to see His glory when he asked to see it, Moses was only allowed to see "where God was" after He passed by...before that God covered Moses' eyes so He would not die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we come to the new testament. Jesus comes down to earth and takes on human skin. He walks among us. He comes and like I said before turns everything upside down. He loves the unloved, touches the untouched. Jesus travels around for three years healing and preaching the good news to all those that would listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then does the unthinkable...Jesus becomes the High Priest. He goes and makes attonment for the sins of man. He becomes the lamb without blemish to take away the sins of the world. He sacrifices himself and dies on the cross. His blood washes away the sins of the world. Those looking for for forgiveness...looking for a fresh new start...now have new hope. Then He sealed the deal by being raised from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus did it once. For He was blameless and perfect. No more with getting on the cross and dying again and again.The priests in the old testament had to offer a sacrifice again and again...because they were weak, frail, with sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've come to Christ and have a relationship with Him...know that the power that raised Him from the dead is the same power that now dwells in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really cool how it all comes back around again. God dwelled in the tent and priests had to offer sacrifices again and again to please Him, and to get rid of the priest's and the camp's sin. Then Jesus comes and sacrifices himself once and only once and this pleases God, and takes away our sin. Then when we accept Christ as our Saviour, His spirit comes and dwells inside us (inside our tents). He is forever pleased with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the God who saves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-2511566490088907123?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/2511566490088907123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=2511566490088907123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2511566490088907123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2511566490088907123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/08/once-and-for-all.html' title='Once and for all...'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-7785855116149504662</id><published>2007-07-10T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T08:29:03.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cop around the corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RpQrZ7Hv2YI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2wEGaqrWl9Q/s1600-h/news-cop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085737603575044482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RpQrZ7Hv2YI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2wEGaqrWl9Q/s320/news-cop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently just started reading this book called, "The deity formerly known as God"by Jarrett Stevens. It talks about different views people have of God. How even different things that we experience in life, shape how we view Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first chapter talks about seeing Him as cop who sits around the corner, waiting for us to break the rules. Gives the illustration of how when you are driving along on the highway and you see a cop, how nervous you feel. You could be doing nothing remotely wrong...but because you see him with a radar gun...fear sets in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see God as nothing more than a rule ridden, law enforcer. His job is for nothing more than making sure that we obey his commandments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He longs to be so much more than that...to all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We already have enough against us. Enough to put us away for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Though He offers us grace, offers us forgiveness, stands between us and the full weight and consequences of our destructive habits and choices." ---{Jarrett Stevens author}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We don't have to freak out and make excuses or make a case for why we're normally really good people. He already knows who we are. He has a rap sheet on us that could codemn us for life, he has every right to do so...but He offers another way. A way for us to come him instead of waiting and wondering when he will lower his final sentencing. It is the way of grace. A way that could take a lifetime to explain but only a moment to receive." ---{Jarrett Stevens author}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There is no room in love for fear, well formed love banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life --- fear of death, fear of judgment ---is one not yet fully formed in love." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--{1 John 4:18 MSG}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-7785855116149504662?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/7785855116149504662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=7785855116149504662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7785855116149504662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/7785855116149504662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/07/cop-around-corner.html' title='cop around the corner'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RpQrZ7Hv2YI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2wEGaqrWl9Q/s72-c/news-cop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-502140567616407256</id><published>2007-06-11T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T16:13:51.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not safe...but worth it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/Rm4DCWHsmSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jY1xc-Ch2ks/s1600-h/aslan-lion-witch-wardrobe-narnia-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074997168925612322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/Rm4DCWHsmSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jY1xc-Ch2ks/s320/aslan-lion-witch-wardrobe-narnia-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've come to start a fire on this earth—how I wish it were blazing right now! I've come to change everything, turn everything rightside up—how I long for it to be finished! Do you think I came to smooth things over and make everything nice? Not so. I've come to disrupt and confront! From now on, when you find five in a house, it will be— Three against two, and two against three; Father against son, and son against father; Mother against daughter, and daughter against mother; Mother-in-law against bride, and bride against mother-in-law."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---Luke 12:49-53 (the message bible)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For any of you, who have seen the movie "The Chronicles of Narnia" (or read the book), there is this pivotal scene in where the kids first come in contact with Aslan the Lion. Before getting close to Aslan, they asked those around them "Is He safe?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A question any one might ask before getting close to a beast like a Lion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And their reply..."No He's not safe...but He's worth it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some that preach the message, come to Christ and everything works itself out. Everything is great from then on out. That could not be further from the truth. Don't get me wrong the christian relationship is great, it is good, it is beautiful. But those words seem to take on new meanings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Jesus came to earth, He did seek to bring unity and peace to that which was broken. But He also did something else...He turned everything upside down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who are last will be first, the weak are strong...He uses the foolish things to confuse the wise...Jesus, the long awaited king was born in a stable, not a kingdom palace...rode a donkey for a parade not a horse and chariot...instead of coming to rule, He came to serve... a king sacrificed his position in heaven to die on a cross for humanity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He even went and overthrew the tables in the temple to bring it back to His Father's house of prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During that time, people were so deep into traditions and legalism ( maybe today too). Jeus came and shook that all up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He questioned those in authority (pharisees). He did something never done before. He accused them of being "white washed tombs". Basically saying that they appeared all nice and neat on the outside, but dead on the inside. They were all about living by the Law, and Jesus all about living by grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once you come to Christ, things will become different. Things that you once held so dear, now you are asked to sacrifice. To get rid of. Put the old self to death. You may be ridiculed and people who loved you may turn their backs on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is the very thing that people have died for over the years. Put their own life on the line for, over seas and even here in our own country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at Paul. Shipwrecked, imprisioned (too many times to count), health sticken, almost everything imagineable all for the cause of Christ. Stephen stoned in the open square, the list goes on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why then do we keep on living this way? Because we know their is something greater at stake. There is a hope and a joy found in Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. "---{ Romans 8:18 nkjv}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are looking for a safe religion...keep looking...this is a relationship...and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No He is not safe...but He is worth it, so worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For there is no joy as to that which is found in Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-502140567616407256?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/502140567616407256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=502140567616407256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/502140567616407256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/502140567616407256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-safebut-worth-it.html' title='not safe...but worth it!'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/Rm4DCWHsmSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jY1xc-Ch2ks/s72-c/aslan-lion-witch-wardrobe-narnia-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6915581956018566852</id><published>2007-05-16T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:28:35.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fearfully and wonderfully made</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/Rku3MiAWEDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/djHYqrgbSpg/s1600-h/babygirlsonogram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065343631822819378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/Rku3MiAWEDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/djHYqrgbSpg/s320/babygirlsonogram.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you,when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance;in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them."---{psalm 139-13:16}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! This is a first glimpse of me and my wife's child... a little girl to be exact. Sitting in the doctor's office while they were doing the sonogram, it just took a little while to sink in. There it was up on the screen. A human being being formed in its mother's womb. Where we all start from...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take a look at other pictures, and I can see the spine, the skull, and even the toes and fingers. (they are real tiny!!!) To think...that God was so gracious, and His endless glory made us as humans able to reproduce life. He saw this baby before it was even in the womb. Knit it together, with all it would need to complete His plan. He even had all the days of her life written out, all before she was made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I hold my baby girl in my hands...she was held in the hands of the almighty God. Creator of Heaven and Earth. How gracious He is to allow me and my wife the privelage of having this child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong. At times I get nervous. I wonder if I will be able to provide. Then I come back to those verses and then look at that sonogram. He knows what He is doing. He had this all planned in advance. (He even knows what I need before I even ask! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to see what will happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To think that is how we all started out at one time...a baby in a womb...knit together by the Lord almighty. He put in you everything you would ever need. Had your days written out. He loves you...He held you first...and when you fall He holds you then, He holds you when you sleep, and one day in heaven... He will hold you in His arms again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what media tells you, no matter what the world tells you...let it fall on deaf ears. You are fearfully and wonderfully made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6020128225913457785-6915581956018566852?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6915581956018566852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6915581956018566852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6915581956018566852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6915581956018566852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/05/for-you-formed-my-inward-parts-you.html' title='fearfully and wonderfully made'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/Rku3MiAWEDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/djHYqrgbSpg/s72-c/babygirlsonogram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-5931468839137149252</id><published>2007-05-10T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:26:48.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cravings and chicken trucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RkPOetM6pUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A3HdbdWu_us/s1600-h/h7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063117433019737410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RkPOetM6pUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A3HdbdWu_us/s320/h7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started a few years back. There I am at college in a little place called Franklin Springs, Ga. Not much to do, but go and shop at Commerce. I got into this habit that I would always try and make a stop at Zaxby's, when we got there. And on this day it was no exception, I was in the mood for some chicken. In a way, I guess you could say that I desired it...my empty stomach craved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was until it happened. I was almost at the commerce exit and Zaxby's was just in reach...when from out of no where, I ended up behind a large chicken truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten behind a chicken truck? These things smell (they have this rotten smell that is all their own). I rolled up my windows to avoid the smell as best as I could. There they are feathers flying from the back of the truck, the eyes of the chickens looking back at you (as if to say "do you really want to eat me?"), and the smell that makes you think that you have just passed a city dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah the craving for Zaxby's was officially gone at the moment. To this day it still is a little hard to eat chicken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the subject at hand. I craved, desired chicken. It wasn't until I saw it up close. Until I saw my craving, my desire up close, that I saw it for what it really was...a smelly bird that is glaring back at me...did I mention the awful smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have cravings. We think we need a certain things to be complete. But it's not till we get face to face with it, do we see how valuable it actually is. We all at one time or another desire the things of this world. It is not until we see it in the light that we see if it is good or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible says , "Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost seems like a freebie. Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you what ever you want...what ever your heart desires. Though what I've come to find out, is that when you begin to really delight yourself in the Lord...really immerse yourself in His presence...set aside time just for Him and you...His desires become your desires. You desire to see the lost saved. Your heart beats right along side His. Takes joy in His joy. Seeks right in the midst of wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we desire seem to be in contrast to God's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old hymn that sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turn your eyes upon Jesus/ look full in His wonderful face/ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the things of earth will grow strangley dim/ in the light of His glory and grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your craving again. Is it still worth it? Look at it in the light of His glory and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get to the point to where you are like me and you're stuck behind a chicken truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-5931468839137149252?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/5931468839137149252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=5931468839137149252&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5931468839137149252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/5931468839137149252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/05/crave.html' title='cravings and chicken trucks'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RkPOetM6pUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/A3HdbdWu_us/s72-c/h7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-8519937924878299438</id><published>2007-05-09T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:40:15.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>live cd and baptisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RkJxsdM6pTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zsLYKhcp3DA/s1600-h/live_recording_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062733939684844850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RkJxsdM6pTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zsLYKhcp3DA/s320/live_recording_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First of all let me invite everyone to a live worship &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; recording at Stevens Creek Church. It will be on Sunday, May 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 7 pm. Come and have an awesome time praising God as the band records a live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;! If you need directions go to &lt;a href="http://www.stevenscreek.net"&gt;www.stevenscreek.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I enjoy going to church. It's weird but I can't wait till wed. night and Sunday morning! It just keeps getting better and better each time. You can go and get refreshed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;refueled&lt;/span&gt; to go into the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we saw many come and get baptized! It was awesome. People coming and through baptism showing their obedience to Christ. The old life being washed away and leaving nothing but a new life. Amazing grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really cool before the baptism. Those who were getting baptized came and nailed their life's story to the cross, while the band played "Grace like Rain" by Todd Agnew. It was really a great way to celebrate this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope ya'll have a great day! God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-8519937924878299438?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/8519937924878299438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=8519937924878299438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8519937924878299438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8519937924878299438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-of-all-let-me-invite-everyone-to.html' title='live cd and baptisms'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LD51em9FqzE/RkJxsdM6pTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zsLYKhcp3DA/s72-c/live_recording_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-1584653577124899246</id><published>2007-04-01T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:52:01.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"For the Lord your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God." --{Deutoronomy4:24}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest with you, when used to think of words that describe God, I did not think about "jealousy". For I thought how could God be jealous? God is good. He could never be jealous, because jealousy is wrong. Or so I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until I heard about when it is good jealousy. There are times when it is okay to be jealous. Times when it is bad and even harmful. When it came to God, it was a holy anger that burned and was a consuming fire. God's jealousy would be so great that it would be a consuming fire. Think about that everything that He touches was consumed with His holy anger, and His holy jealousy. Have you ever been so jealous? so angry ? that it seems like it consumes you it takes over what you think and do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a spouse who has just realized that the other is having an affair. One is cheating on the other. One who is giving their all to make things work, has just found out that the other would rather find their love somewhere else. So jealousy consumes the one and takes over all you do. No matter what that spouse does, all they can think about is the other and how they betrayed them. Picturing how they were wronged in their mind and playing it over and over. It consumes their everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Israelites came to know God's jealousy first hand. Moses had just led the children of Israel out of Egypt, and all the practices of Egyptians. All the of their evil rituals towards small "gods".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though even though after all they had seen and experienced, God do for them...the plagues, the splitting of the Red Sea, the manna from heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still turned to their old ways. Turned to other "gods", other idols. They gave their worship to all those except the one true God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something that still true today. After all we see all God does for us, after it all...we turn our attention to our small "gods", our idols if you will. An idol is anything that you put before God. So what do you make your idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Moses went up to get the ten commandments, God put one that dealt with this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You shall not bow down yourself to them or serve them; for I the Lord your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children to the third and fourth generation of those who hate Me, But showing mercy and steadfast love to a thousand generations of those who love Me and keep My commandments."---{Exodus 20:5-6} &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells them to not bow down and serve other gods. To remember the good that God has done for them. How far He has brought them out of slavery. He remembers those who have done good in His name and those who hate Him, and all that He stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we remember all that He has done for us? How far He has brought us? and even though we go back to the small gods, He still comes and rescues us. He still loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Lord is a jealous God and avenging; the Lord avenges and He is full of wrath. The Lord takes vengeance on His adversaries and reserves wrath for His enemies." ---{Nahum 1:2}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes we need a wake up. Yes, God is slow to anger, but He also can act in holy anger. If we let it go on too long, that jealousy becomes a hard lesson. God may use various things to get our attention. Things that shake our foundations and at times bring us to where we have nothing, but the realization that we need God. Let's not wait for it to get that bad, that we need God to do something drastic to get our full attention...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our God is a jealous God. He wants our love, He wants it more than anything. He wants our worship. (Important note to think about, that...He doesn't "need it"...for He is never is in need...He "wants it")God is a jealous God. "Man's chief end is to glorify God" (Piper) He will be glorified one way or another. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He loves us so much that He could not leave us where we are. He saw where we were going, on our own...so He chose to send His son to die on the cross and save us from our sins. So that way we can be in Heaven with Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He wants you. He wants our love. He wants to have a relationship with you. He wants your worship. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much that it consumes Him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is a jealous lover!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-1584653577124899246?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/1584653577124899246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=1584653577124899246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1584653577124899246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/1584653577124899246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/04/jealous-lover.html' title='Jealous Lover'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-6321884124011659418</id><published>2007-03-11T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T12:54:17.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be still</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God.I will be exalted among the nations,I will be exalted in the earth! " =Psalm 46:10 (esv)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was able to spend the day with my Mom. We took time to catch up on all sorts of certain subjects. My mom also told me a story about something she saw while she had been out shopping earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she saw this mom out shopping with her two sons. One of the sons was in a stroller and the other close to five. The five year old was trying to get the mother's attention, and the mother seemed to be getting a little frustrated at the time and she turned around and said "be quiet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that time the little one started crying and the Mother decided to cut their shopping trip short. She started pushing that stroller fast on her way out the door. The point of this story that got me, is that at that moment the five year old said with a upbeat voice, as they left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you Mommy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the mother was too busy to notice and just kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom said at that moment, God showed her something, that sometimes life gets so fast...we get so fast...so caught up that we don't hear the little things. At times we get so busy that we don't hear God say "I love you", we just keep pushing our way through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still...be quiet...rest...reflect on God. Drink of His love, drink deep, drink often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems life is never quiet any more. We seem to fill in the silence with music, talking, computer and anything else... We have come to the point that we can't stand silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we afraid that if we are quiet, we might hear something we don't want to hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we might become vulnerable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seem to also busy ourselves. I remember having something that involved church almost each night of the week. Somewhere I thought the more that I take on,the more that I do...The more spiritual I must be. Though I was running myself ragged. For those became empty and meant nothing. For they became fleshly,wordly...instead of doing it for God, I was doing it for self. For some it's church and for others many other various things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we busy ourselves enough we won't have to acknowledge our weaknesses our flaws, that we all have by the way...which shows how much our need for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn't have to be so complicated...Simplify. Cut back on empty rituals...and get back to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything buys for our attention. What will you allow to have yours? Surrender yourself to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to quiet yourself...read your bible...focus on God and all He has done. Let things that need your attention wait (if truly possible)...let yourself rest and reflect and see what is truly important in life. Be quiet and hear God say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your head on His chest. If you are quiet enough...you can also hear His heart beating strong for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-6321884124011659418?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/6321884124011659418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=6321884124011659418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6321884124011659418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/6321884124011659418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/03/be-still.html' title='be still'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-2046446870313286124</id><published>2007-03-04T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T15:22:59.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sam's</title><content type='html'>This sunday afternoon we went to one of the greatest places...Sam's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have everything there. Everything you could ever want and nothing that you need. When you get there you feel like you want it all though, I mean where else can you get 50 rolls of 2-ply for $3.97!? Don't forget about the free samples!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we need it?...No but it's there and it looks so good, that we want it, or we think we do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just with in reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could spend all day in there. And spend all my money in there as well. So many ailses, like a never ending labrynth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in America. We have everything we could ever want. Think about it. Everything is at our finger tips. We have become a culture that wants more and more. We never really seem to be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also mean that about me. I have a bad habit with music. I like to buy cds. I can never seem to get enough of them. When a new music cd comes out, I can't wait to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such much stuff...too much stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness that God is everything we need, and He does not always give us what we want (for at times it wouldn't benefit us and bring glory to Him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not always get what we want, But thanks be to God we have everything we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him, we have joy, we have peace, we have strength, we have favor, we have the power of the living God inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not give to those who do not have everything they need? Sacrifice what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out mars hill bible church and see about the opportunity to help those in Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-2046446870313286124?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/2046446870313286124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=2046446870313286124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2046446870313286124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/2046446870313286124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/03/sams.html' title='sam&apos;s'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-8252113813131243053</id><published>2007-02-28T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:35:18.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond measure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a id="es32259" name="essm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:VClk("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"But as it is written: What no eye has seen and no ear has heard, and what has never come into a man’s heart, is what God has prepared for those who love Him." =1 Corinthians 2:9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life can really be summed up with the word, "moving". We were always moving. I have 2 older brothers and one younger sister. So there was always a need to have more space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the Kerr household has moved a total of 5 times (that's not counting my brothers and their families now and me and my wife's future move as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One house I remembered in paticular though that I wanted to share. It was our 3rd house. We had been there at that time for about 13 years. With my oldest brother married and moved out, and now my second brother doing the same it was time to downsize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my parents, my sister and I moved into a house that we were renting, during our time of looking for a new house. This house was very interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I start? The ants and bugs coming from everywhere in the house...the bad a/c...Or the constant leaks everywhere in the house. It seemed that during that time that our furniture consisted of plastic trash cans and towels surrounding our carpet. I remember especially, that in our computer room that the leak got so bad, that the roof crumbled down and left the room covered in pink insulation and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we stayed there for 4 months...4 long months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something happened. We had come upon a house that literally blew our mind! It was amazing. The guy who had owned it before, had designed it himself and it was only a few years old. It was a two story house, that had all wood floors within. It was truly my Mom's dream come true. It was available and it became ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And looking back, that verse became real in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had never seen anything like this with our eyes, never heard anything like this before, mind has not conceived, or entered into our hearts... all that God has in store for us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also applied this to life. That rent house, with all it's problems, and all that moving...is this world. With all struggles that we go through downhere. It is just a training ground. A transition stage...While we were there we believed this promise and believed something beyond measure was on it's way! (And it was and it is here as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is heaven. No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind conceived, or entered into hearts all that heaven will be like. It will been beyond measure!!! no words will be able to express all that we'll experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-8252113813131243053?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/8252113813131243053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=8252113813131243053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8252113813131243053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/8252113813131243053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/02/beyond-measure_28.html' title='beyond measure'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020128225913457785.post-3885198412714436595</id><published>2007-02-25T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T12:34:59.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>This is something that has recently been on my mind lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a verse in the bible, 1 John 1:9, which says,"If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to &lt;strong&gt;cleanse&lt;/strong&gt; us from all unrighteousness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very powerful verse in the Bible. It shows us what a great God we serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though something grabbed my attention on the end of that verse. The word "cleanse" stood out. So I thought about going deeper, and looking up the meaning in the greek. It gave some other word choices, such as "purge" and "purify".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dictionary says about "purge"is =to rid, clear, free, rid of impurities, to put to death...&lt;br /&gt;Then "purify" means = free from anything that debases, pollutes,adulterates, or contaminates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would read this verse and not let it really sink in. I would use it, when I felt I had sinned and needed to be forgiven. Then quote this verse and believe the promise it contains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this forgiving is not all that easy. It is a messy process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone trying to clean a wound or cut. They might put something in it, to clean the wound out. It doesn't always feel good...no at times it hurts. That's because the impurities are working their way out, so that way we can be clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purify...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or like a addict, who is on the road to recovery. That first few weeks (or could be longer), is hard because their body is craving and hurting for that drug of choice. It hurts to cleanse the body of those impurities, and bringing it back how it was made to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hard whenever that purge, cleanse or whatever you want to call it takes place. It will always be different for each. Though it is tough, because it requires a change. A change that takes place on the inside. Remember that forgiveness is not just one sided it takes an effort of two people. God promised to do His, will we do ours? &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that He has the power to work out those impurities, and has the ability to bring us back to how we are made to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6020128225913457785-3885198412714436595?l=trevorkerr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/feeds/3885198412714436595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6020128225913457785&amp;postID=3885198412714436595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3885198412714436595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6020128225913457785/posts/default/3885198412714436595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trevorkerr.blogspot.com/2007/02/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>trevor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06505162634055049792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
