<?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-8609460389892944715</id><updated>2012-01-05T23:27:29.956-08:00</updated><category term='God&apos;s Will'/><category term='Prodigal Son'/><category term='Luke 15'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='wicked the musical'/><category term='tunnels beach'/><category term='surrender'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='honeymoon'/><category term='shame'/><category term='memories'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='north shore'/><category term='Watoto Children&apos;s Choir'/><category term='jesus is my friend'/><category term='the heart of Jesus'/><category term='spiritual disciplines'/><category term='plane crash'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='adoption'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='John 13'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='Matthew 10'/><category term='San Fran Zoo'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='wedding dance video'/><category term='KCRA 3'/><category term='the last supper'/><category term='1st class'/><category term='hopeless'/><category term='Psalm 15'/><category term='light house'/><category term='communion'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='honeymoon. Kauai'/><category term='1 Thessalonians 1'/><category term='resume'/><category term='the Shepherd'/><category term='criticism'/><category term='Uganda'/><category term='Romans 14'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='Hoodsport Washington'/><category term='spiritual identity theft'/><category term='Hebrews 10'/><category term='hilarious'/><category term='Kingdom of God'/><category term='love'/><category term='midgets'/><category term='identity theft'/><category term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>Nick Emery's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8143906065818754565</id><published>2011-11-21T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:52:10.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Obedience</title><content type='html'>What are the things you are currently building into your life? What habits and daily activities are apart of and developing? What aspects of your character are you focused on and aware of? All of us, are building something into our lives daily. What are you building into your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;So why do you keep calling me ‘Lord, Lord!’ when you don’t do what I say? 47 I will show you what it’s like when someone comes to me, listens to my teaching, and then follows it. 48 It is like a person building a house who digs deep and lays the foundation on solid rock. When the floodwaters rise and break against that house, it stands firm because it is well built. 49 But anyone who hears and doesn’t obey is like a person who builds a house without a foundation. When the floods sweep down against that house, it will collapse into a heap of ruins&lt;/em&gt;.” (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%206:46-49&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Luke 6:46-49&lt;/a&gt;, NLT)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of this text in Luke 6, in this teaching by Jesus, is this word called obedience. It's not enough to just hear the Word of God and call Him Lord...we must also obey the Word and do what He says. Obedience requires action on our part. Building obedience into our lives teakes work and effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in order to be obedienct, we must first learn the basics. Do you remember the movie, Karate Kid from the 80's? The character in the movie, "Daniel-Son", became frustrated with the tasks he was asked to do. However he needed to learn the basics. (Watch a great clip of this here: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aYl7N0JPWs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aYl7N0JPWs&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verses in Luke 6 talk about the basics of building a home. Why would anyone build a house without a foundation? Perhaps to save time or to avoid the work. Maybe it is easier to just join others who have skipped the basics and have already built their home in the sandy areas? Maybe it's because they haven't heart about the potential of violent storms? Whatever the case may be, those with no real foundation, or weak foundations - those who skipped the most important, yet basic task of building the right foundation, will be sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of your soul &amp;amp; mind is made up of what is most important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obeying God is like building a house on a strong, solid foundation. When life is calm, when it is easy, our foundations don't seem to matter. However, when problems come along, that is when what is most basic, and most important, the foundation - it is tested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foundation of your sould &amp;amp; mind is made up of what is most important to you. Don't become too busy to build into your life things that truly matter. We need to be sure that our life is build on the solid foundation of the Lord. Don't ever stop pursuing the most basic, important thing in life...and obedient relationship with God. Build up for yourself a solid foundation of knowing and trusting Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is offering each of us amazing blessings from our obedience - but we must choose just that, obedience untio Him. All of us are building something...what are you building into your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8143906065818754565?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8143906065818754565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8143906065818754565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8143906065818754565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8143906065818754565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/11/building-obedience.html' title='Building Obedience'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-3299642379270979497</id><published>2011-11-09T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:44:58.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Your Enemies</title><content type='html'>Have you ever hated someone? Despised them? Have you ever been so mistreated &amp;amp; hurt by someone that you burn with anger against them and/or their actions? Most of us at some point in our lives could answer yes to any (or maybe even all) of these questions. Some of these people we struggle with are family members or co-workers, neighbors or even our friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jewish people despised the Roman Empire and the Roman authority in thier lives because of the oppression they felt. They were God, Yahweh's, people and the Romans treated them very poorly. When Jesus began his teaching ministry, one of the cultural problems of the day that he addressed was this very issue of hate and anger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus had a radicle message that was different than many other teachers of the day. Jesus told the people, God's people, to love these enemies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But to you who are willing to listen, I say, love your enemies! Do good to those who hate you. Bless those who curse you. Pray for those who hurt you. If someone slaps you on one cheek, offer the other cheek also. If someone demands your coat, offer your shirt also. Give to anyone who asks; and when things are taken away from you, don’t try to get them back. Do to others as you would like them to do to you. “If you love only those who love you, why should you get credit for that? Even sinners love those who love them! And if you do good only to those who do good to you, why should you get credit? Even sinners do that much! And if you lend money only to those who can repay you, why should you get credit? Even sinners will lend to other sinners for a full return. “Love your enemies! Do good to them. Lend to them without expecting to be repaid. Then your reward from heaven will be very great, and you will truly be acting as children of the Most High, for he is kind to those who are unthankful and wicked. You must be compassionate, just as your Father is compassionate. &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%206:27-36&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Luke 6:27-36&lt;/a&gt;, NLT)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;message is still true for us today but it makes me ask the question: loving your enemies...what does this mean? As I read through this teaching of Jesus I see one concise truth: loving your enemeies means acting in their best interest. To pray for them...to help them. Jesus asks those who chose to follow to follow His example by loving our enemies. This teaching of Jesus was radical even then and for those of who choose to follow His example now, this teaching calls us to be radical in our love to those we have the hardest time loving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is through loving and praying for our enemies, we can overcome evil with good. It is the basic principle of "give what you want to get" really. Yet it is deeper than than that - for when we show love towards our enemie we will show that Jesus is Lord of our lives. But to do that, we have to be fully surrendered to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 36 calls us to compassion. How do we show compassion? We can show it in character, holiness, maturity, and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character: We cannot be perfect. But, we can try to be as much like Christ as possible. Often, since we know we won't ever be totally perfect we end up not trying as hard as we ought to be more like Christ. Our character needs to grow to be more like Christ and in doing so we take on the tremendous compassion Christ offered the world through His very life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiness: We are to seperate ourselves from the worlds sinful values - this is what it means to pursue holiness and to be a true example of compassion. We are to be more devoted to God's desires than to our own. We are to carry out His love and compassion into the world - this is the manifestation of the holiness of God in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maturity: We cannot achieve Christlike character and holiness all at once. It is a working in our lives. Much like compassion is a working in our lives. Much like loving our enemies is working in our lives as well. Normally, it just doesn't happen - but over time it takes root and gains momentum. We must grow toward marturity and wholeness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: We can seek to love others as completely as God loves us. That is how we show compassion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ calls all of us to excel in this area of becoming more like Him - of loving our enemies. Obviously their a need for this kind of action and living our world today. What do you want to experience in your life: the pain of hate and the seperation that is brings? Or, the fruit of working towards loving others and the blessing you get from your choice to be more like Christ to others, especially your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is built on character, and character is built on decision. But decisions are based on values, and your values must be accepted by faith. Moses made his life-changing decision on the basis of values that other people thought were foolish, but God honored his faith (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%2011&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Hebrews 11:24-29&lt;/a&gt;). The Christian, YOU, can enjoy all that God gives if you live with eternity's values, HEAVEN, in view (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Timothy%206:17&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;1 Timothy 6:17&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe to be more like Jesus and to grow in compassion for others you need to examine your view. What's your view like? Jesus assumed that anyone who live for eternal values would get in trouble with the worlds crowd. After all, He did refer to those who would follow Him as being salt and light. And sometimes salt stings and light exposes the depravity of sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So should we treat our enemies? We must love them of coarse - we must do good towards them, and pray for them. We must ask the Holy Spirit to fill us with His Presence so that we can respond to them with the holy compassion of God. Responding to people with love can only be done through the power of the Holy Spirit. "And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%205:5&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Romans 5:5&lt;/a&gt;, NLT) "But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love..." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Galatians%205:22-23&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Galatians 5:22&lt;/a&gt;, NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard it said before that "hatred only breeds more hatred." Are you controlled by the Holy Spirit or hatred? Do you express yourself positively when others are negative? Are you generous when others are selfish? It comes back to that basic principle that we must treat others as we would want to be treated. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Part of being a follower of Christ is to be like Him and to be compassionate. The important thing is that we become more like God in our character and that we look less like ourselves. This is the greatest reward anyone can receive. Far greaterd than riches, or even food, laughter or popularity. For those things will all be gone some time day, but the expressions of you faith and trust in Christ last forever. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Jesus taught those who felt oppressed to love their enemies and to be compassionate. Both are amazing opportunities for us too, to show the world who God is and this is a great way for us to be more like God Himself as we reflect His love and compassion to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-3299642379270979497?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/3299642379270979497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=3299642379270979497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3299642379270979497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3299642379270979497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/11/loving-your-enemies.html' title='Loving Your Enemies'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1805419026320220399</id><published>2011-11-08T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:37:27.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Words</title><content type='html'>A friend once shared this with me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Everyone of these careless words is going to come back to haunt you. There will be a time of reckoning. Words are powerful; take them seriously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;talk to people&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the way we &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;talk about people&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;should do nothing but build up the hearts of others. I have heard and seen so many hurtful things happen because of the words people use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Everyone enjoys a fitting reply; it is wonderful to say the right thing at the right time!&lt;/i&gt;" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Proverbs%2015:23&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Proverbs 15:23&lt;/a&gt;, NLT) &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The right word at the right time - it is beautiful!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Words are like that. They are powerful instruments for good or bad. We can use words in distractive ways, or we can use words to build and encourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing I am writing is "new knowledge" to you &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but why then&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is it such a struggle for so many of us to speak words that give life? Why do some of us get so far off track that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;we are actually convinced&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that our sharp words "spoken in love" are justified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;What this adds up to, then is this: no more lies, no more pretense. Tell your neighbor the truth. In Christ's body we're all connected to each other, after all...watch the way you talk. Let nothing could or dirty come out of your mouth. Say only what helps, each word a gift. Don't grieve God. Don't break his heart. His Holy Spirit, moving and breathing in you, is the most intimate part of your life, making you fit for himself. Don't such a gift for granted. Make a clean break with all cutting, backbiting, profane talk. Be gentle with one another, sensitive. Forgive one another quickly and thoroughly as God in Christ forgave you&lt;/i&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%204:25-32&amp;amp;version=MSG"&gt;Ephesians 4:25-32&lt;/a&gt;, MSG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world where words are often weilded as weapons. And God has a plan, a deep desire, for you to use your words as a tool to build up the hearts of others. Imagine the Kingdom impact your words would have if what you believed and said was fully surrendered to will of God!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us...&lt;br /&gt;...need to cleanse our mouths and minds&lt;br /&gt;...need to stop lying and twisting the truth&lt;br /&gt;...need to start being intentional about encouraging others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how? How do we do this? My friend answered this question for me once. He said, "Watch what God does, and then you go do it." We can't wait for others to change. We must change. We are commanded by the Lord to be like Him - not like this world. Our words and our actions reveal to the world our &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;true beliefs, attitude and motives.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whatever is in your heart and mind will come out out in your speech and in your behavior - it won't stay hidden forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do the words you use says you ware wanting to be more like Jesus? &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our words are powerful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Lord, I am aware that we may need to just pause before You now and ask for Your forgiveness for the ways in which we have used our words. Friendships, relationships, marriages and exchanges with others are hurting today because of the things we have said. I ask for Your forgiveness Father and I ask that You would fill each of us with Your Presence and that we would allow You to cleanse each of us and that we would desire to reflect Your heart to build others up. We confess our need for You now and we ask that You would use us to speak life-giving words to others today. In your Name we pray, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyone of these careless words is going to come back to haunt you. There will be a time of reckoning. Words are powerful; take them seriously.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1805419026320220399?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1805419026320220399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1805419026320220399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1805419026320220399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1805419026320220399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-words.html' title='Our Words'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5862780075471875317</id><published>2011-11-01T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:07:20.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judging Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am a firm believer that in life, we reap what we sow. We get back, what we've given. If we judge, we'll be judged. If we forgive, we will be forgiven. These thoughts have been rolling around in my mind for the past several days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Do not judge others, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn others, or it will all come back against you. Forgive others, and you will be forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give, and you will receive. Your gift will return to you in full—pressed down, shaken together to make room for more, running over, and poured into your lap. The amount you give will determine the amount you get back.&lt;b&gt;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then Jesus gave the following illustration:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Can one blind person lead another? Won’t they both fall into a ditch?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Students&amp;nbsp;are not greater than their teacher. But the student who is fully trained will become like the teacher.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“And why worry about a speck in your friend’s eye&lt;sup class="footnote" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NLT-25155c&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote c&amp;quot;&amp;gt;c&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%206:37-42&amp;amp;version=NLT#fen-NLT-25155c" style="color: #651300; text-decoration: none;" title="See footnote c"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;when you have a log in your own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can you think of saying, ‘Friend,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;let me help you get rid of that speck in your eye,’ when you can’t see past the log in your own eye? Hypocrite! First get rid of the log in your own eye; then you will see well enough to deal with the speck in your friend’s eye." &lt;/i&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%206:37-42&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Luke 6:37-42, NLT&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our words and actions are powerful; take them seriously. When we judge people, we pick on them. Don't pick on people, don't jump on their failures or criticize their faults - unless I guess, you want the same treatment. Scripture is clear - we should not judge others. And not only are we not suppose to judge others, but we aren't suppose to let others fools us with lies and with their version of the truth. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;We must discern others motives, but allow God to judge their motives and their is a huge difference...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Judgement is a choice. When we choose to not judge others it releases the love of God in our lives and enables us to help others, even those who hurt us. So before we judge others, we must judge ourselves. We shall be judged by our words and actions. We are being judged by our words and actions. Not only will God judge us at the end of our lives, but people are watching us, and judging us right now; and we receive from people exactly what we give. When we choose to not judge others it releases the love of God in our lives and we will receive from people, exactly what we give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Judging others clouds of vision. We must see clearly to help others. Christians are obligated to help each other grow in grace. Don't judge and criticize in order for yourself to just look good. Jesus choose the symbol of the eye in Luke 6 because this is one of the most sensitive areas of the body. The picture of a man with a 2x4 stuck in his eye, trying to help someone else remove a speck of dust from their eye is ridiculous - it's crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If we don't honestly face up to our own sins, and confess them, we blind ourselves and we'll never be able to truly help others grow in grace. If we are blind ourselves then we can't seen clearly enough to help others. And perhaps that is what this teaching in Luke 6 is all about - the reality that all of us have issues and all of has elements in our lives that are causing us to not see clearly. But instead of focusing on our own problems we want to point out the person in the room with a bigger problem and hope it is large enough that no one will notice yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What God has been teaching me is that we must exercise love and tenderness when we seek to help others. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%204:15&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Ephesians 4:15 &lt;/a&gt;says, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Instead, we will speak the truth in love, growing in every way more and more like Christ..."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is another truth to get: we can do more damage than a speck of something in the eye if we approach others with impatience and insensitivity. How we judge others and who we are must be honestly judged before the Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's only after we have judged ourselves honestly before God, and have removed those things that blind us, then we can help others and properly judge their works. Scripture is clear - if we haven't take the time to be honest with ourselves before the Lord and if their even a speck of something in our lives, and we try to "help" others, we are the hypocrites.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5862780075471875317?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5862780075471875317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5862780075471875317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5862780075471875317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5862780075471875317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/11/judging-others.html' title='Judging Others'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5346488625623394477</id><published>2011-09-07T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:56:56.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our adoption story + a beautiful surprise</title><content type='html'>We continue to see God using our friends and family in this journey that we are on and we are so grateful for everyone who has prayed for us &amp;amp; helped us over the past couple of weeks. Last Friday we took the birth mom we are adopting from to her court date because the state had taken her 1 year old &amp;amp; 2 year old girl.&amp;nbsp;At court the state has their attorney, the children are appointed an attorney and the parents have an attorney as well. Court last Friday was about where the children would be placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reviewed the CPS report with the mother on Friday and our hearts sank - none of us thought the placement hearing would go well. As the called the birth mom into court the attorney representing the girls came out and asked to speak with us. We were able to share with her that we had bonded with the girls, and that we had known the for a longer length of time then what was stated in the report. It was a quick conversation and we were asked to join them in the courtroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attorney representing the birth mom asked that the kids be placed in our custody, the judged brought up the report that said we had only known the girls for a few days and that we didn't qualify as an extended non-related guardian - however, the girls attorney spoke up and agreed with the birth mom's attorney sharing how we had known them much longer than when the state took custody of the girls and that we should qualify as an&amp;nbsp;extended non-related guardian. The attorney for the state then also agreed but noted we had not had our home assessed yet and the judge ordered the state to come inspect our home and said that pending we pass an inspection, that the girls should be placed with us. We were blown away at the girl's attorney and how she took a few moments to see who we are and her effort to do so changed everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with the pending placement of these two amazing little girls came the panic of "what are we going to do with two little girls?!?" When someone is expecting a child, the usually have around 9 months to prepare what we had only a few days to do. And our friends and family came to the rescue helping us put together a room for the girls, a play room and getting all of the supplies we needed to have our lives invaded by two precious little girls. We got cribs &amp;amp; a changing table, car seats, diapers, clothes, food, etc. Family members near and far chipped in to help as well and a youth pastor friend of mine and his youth group did a diaper drive for us and are sending us diapers. We are so loved and these girls are so loved on already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had court again, and the judge was to make his final decision on placement of the girls. We had passed our initial home inspection and we had everything ready. We waited about 40 minutes at court this time and spent about 10 minutes in court. The judge reviewed our home assessment, the state's attorney, the girl's attorney and the birth mom's attorney again all agreed that the girls should be placed with us. We were excited, and by 2:00pm we had the girls home with us. We were so excited to bring them back to our home and to show them all of their toys and their amazing room. Both girls were so happy. When we picked them up at the agency, the older girl dropped everything when she saw Melanie and ran straight into her arms. One of the best things I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I already said this, but we are so loved by so many people and these girls are so loved on already! Everyone's generosity towards us and the girls has been overwhelming. The girl's mom, is our birth mom for the adoption we have started. The girls could be with us for about 6 months while their mom does her reunification process and she is due with the baby we are going to adopt in about 7 months from now. We will make sure the girl's mom has her weekly visits with her girls and we are truly hoping for the best for the mom and her girls. Later this month she will have another hearing where the judge will list out the services that will be provided for her as well at her steps she will need to complete to be reunified with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now Melanie is going to stay home with the girls full-time and I will be working from home a little bit more to help her as much as I can. We are 100% committed to adopting once the birth mom gives birth and she is committed to letting us adopt her next child. Because we have taken the girls, we have postponed doing a garage sale in September but we will be doing one in mid-October and we are looking for great things we can sell to help with the adoption in 7 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your support &amp;amp; prayers. We feel so blessed by our family and friends who have encouraged and supported us through all of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5346488625623394477?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5346488625623394477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5346488625623394477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5346488625623394477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5346488625623394477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-adoption-story-beautiful-surprise.html' title='our adoption story + a beautiful surprise'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5399506521326134787</id><published>2011-08-31T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:24:35.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the past five days - a quick update</title><content type='html'>We are so grateful for all of the support from our family and friends. Your calls, text messages &amp;amp; e-mails mean the world to us. Thank you. For the past 5 days we have had gone through some huge things and I’d like to briefly share what has been going on. On Saturday the birth mother contacted us, there was an issue with her current boyfriend and the police were involved. She and her two kids need to get to a safe place and Melanie took them to a relative’s home. Because of what happened with the boyfriend, the state began looking into the birth mom and CPS was investigating things with her and her current children. This caused the birth mom to panic and by Sunday afternoon she was too scared to enter a shelter for fear of losing her two children to CPS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We offered to take her two kids temporarily and we had them with us Sunday and Monday nights. Late Tuesday afternoon CPS contacted us and the state wanted to take the girls into custody. We wanted to file for temporary guardianship but since the state was not involved and there was an open CPS case, we couldn’t do that. And, since we don’t have enough of a history with the birth mom, CPS was unwilling to place the girls with us as a temporary non-family member guardian. Eventually CPS served the birth mom &amp;amp; the father warrants for taking the girls and the birth mom was so broken over it all. She is a good person who does need help at this time and we are praying that the birth mom can get the help necessary to meet the states requirements so she can have her children back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot put into words how hard it was to drive those kids to the receiving home last night and give them over. We had only had the children in our home for a couple of days but we already started to see such a change in them. At this time, the birth mother still wants to place her unborn child with us. On Monday, Melanie attended a doctor’s appointment with her and we got a picture of the ultrasound. Our excitement over having a baby in March and raising the funds for the adoption are still very much are focus at this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going with the birth mom in a few days to her court date about her children. She would rather us adopt her current children as well than to have them going into foster care. We would appreciate your prayers at this time for both the birth mom, her kids and for us. Some may think we are crazy to be this involved – but we firmly believe these kids deserve a chance and a voice in all that is going on. And we are so grateful we had a small part to play in this part of their lives and we hoping and praying that we can continue to help these precious, young children, the birth mom and our future baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5399506521326134787?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5399506521326134787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5399506521326134787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5399506521326134787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5399506521326134787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/08/past-five-days-quick-update.html' title='the past five days - a quick update'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8742905155151115485</id><published>2011-08-25T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:47:22.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>review of our first adoption fundraiser</title><content type='html'>This morning we set out with a goal to raise the entire retainer fee for the adoption attorney, the amount for that is $1,500. And, my 4pm this afternoon we had over $1,600 in donations from this fundraiser today - an amount we thought would take at least two days to raise, or longer. We do feel like this is a huge miracle and great step towards our goal of adopting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed and encouraged by everyone's generosity. We had people give towards this fundraiser today that we don't even know that well, and one person who gave today, we don't even know her! God has provided in such an amazing way for this first step in our adoption journey. We are so very grateful for everything - and for everyone - and even before this day, we already had so many family members and friends step up to help us as we start out. We are so thankful for everything and everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's next? We hope to have a large garage sale in mid-September. If you have anything you'd like to donate will you contact us? You can e-mail either myself (&lt;a href="mailto:pastornick@rwcsac.org"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;) or my wife (&lt;a href="mailto:melanie_emery@yahoo.com"&gt;Melanie&lt;/a&gt;) and we can set something up. (Click on one of our names to contact us.) Getting the retainer fee for the attorney is now accomplished &amp;amp; relocating the birth mom back to Sacramento is also done and we could not have done it without everyones prayers, encouragement &amp;amp; support. Our future fundraisers will help us cover the additional costs of our attorney (and that will be between $2,000-$3,000) and we will need to raise another $4,500 to help cover the cost associated with the state and its fees for adopting a child and being licensed to do so. And there there will several other things we will have to do and pay for during this adoption as we are connected to the birth mother and want to help and her family out as they start fresh in Sacramento again. The adoption could easily end up costing over $15,000 and with my role in ministry, fundraising is going to be our ticket to adoption. So, we still have a ways to go and you will always be able to donate through this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please keep praying! Specifically - our birth mom and her family need a place to live. We have less than 24 hours to help them find a place. And they have been looking as well, but we need your help - if you have any leads or ideas, please contact myself or Melanie right away (links to our e-mails are in the above paragraph) and please keep praying for this! I would love nothing more than by this time tomorrow to share with you how the Lord continued to work and provide for housing for this birth mom and her family. Please keep praying and again, thank you for your encouragement &amp;amp; support. We are overwhelmed by everyone's love and generosity towards us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8742905155151115485?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8742905155151115485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8742905155151115485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8742905155151115485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8742905155151115485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/08/review-of-our-first-adoption-fundraiser.html' title='review of our first adoption fundraiser'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5268814634664905678</id><published>2011-08-25T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:35:46.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing in the blessing - our 1st adoption fundraiser</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I shared how &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=567143539"&gt;Melanie&lt;/a&gt; and I officially announced that we are adopting a child. Others who have adopted know first hand what we went through while making this decision, and what goes into making this a reality. Many of our family members &amp;amp; friends have already stepped out in faith with us&amp;nbsp;and have helped us bring the birth mom and her family back to Sacramento. Many people are trying to help us find housing for them and have given them food &amp;amp; clothing as well. In fact, we still need help with this and if you are able to help with housing, clothes, etc. please e-mail me by &lt;a href="mailto:pastornick@rwcsac.org"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;. We are overwhelmed by the generosity of our family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to continue to share with you about the blessings of this journey that we are on. One of our friends has started an online fundraiser for the adoption. She and her husband have both adopted and have been great friends to Melanie and I for many years. We deeply value their friendship, their support and their belief in us. This fundraiser is an online campaign via facebook. &lt;strong&gt;And our friend who has started this effort, &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=680066418"&gt;Katy&lt;/a&gt;, has asked that I shared this with you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adoption is an amazing picture of how Christ adopts us into his family. I believe that adoption is at the very heart of God. Nick and Melanie always knew that they would adopt one day. They have stayed open to God's plan and now God has directed their steps. They will adopt an unborn child that God in his sovereignty placed along their journey. Nick was answering the church phone when a woman called, who is in need of someone to adopt her unborn child. Nick and Melanie have opened their hearts and taken this huge step of faith to provide a loving family for this baby. Believing that GOD will provide. They began the process. And now we all have an opportunity to open our hearts and take this step of faith with them. The financial aspect of adoption is overwhelming. We may not all feel called to adopt but we are all called to help the poor, the orphan the widow. And this is an opportunity to demonstrate what we believe! We want to help Nick and Melanie reach their first financial need. And we want to reach it by Friday! Our goal is to raise $1500. That means we need 150 people to donate just $10. Or ANY amount, will help us get there! Will you be a part of this exciting journey?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;We have set it up so that anyone who wants to partner with us in this adoption can do so finanically by donating on this blog. On the right hand side of the blog is a&amp;nbsp;big yellow &amp;amp; below&amp;nbsp;"DONATE"&amp;nbsp;button that is totally secure and is an easy way to give. Also, we want to extend our network of people who are praying for us at this time. If you are interested in pray for us, will you please contact Melanie by &lt;a href="mailto:melanie_emery@yahoo.com"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt; - and let her know you want to be added to our prayer list. That list &amp;amp; this blog will continue to be the two best ways for receiving information from us about the adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Emery's are so grateful for your friendship, your support, and your prayers! Thanks for helping us make our dreams of becoming parents, a reality! We feel so loved &amp;amp; encouraged by everyone of you! And, if you are connected to facebook, you too can help spread the word today &amp;amp; tomorrow about this online fundraiser that Katy has started and we'd be so blessed if you'd be willing to share her post with your friends today as well. Thank you so very much! (Contact Katy via facebook by &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=680066418"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5268814634664905678?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5268814634664905678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5268814634664905678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5268814634664905678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5268814634664905678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/08/sharing-in-blessing-our-1st-adoption.html' title='sharing in the blessing - our 1st adoption fundraiser'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-2381354469979903115</id><published>2011-08-22T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:10:26.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>going public</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Melanie&amp;nbsp;and I are excited to announce that we have started the process to adopt a baby. Due to privacy concerns of the birth mother, her family, and the unborn baby we cannot give many details. However, we are “going public” with this because we need your prayers and support more than we can put into words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;We are so excited to see how this next big adventure unfolds. We would love your prayers at this time for protection over the birth mom &amp;amp; the baby. She is now safely back in Sacramento and looking for housing – pray for this as well – the birth mom is due in March of 2012. Melanie and I have found a great Christian attorney who has agreed to help with our adoption and we'd love for you to pray for this journey we are on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Our amazing family &amp;amp; our friends have already stepped up to help us with this incredible journey. And besides your prayers &amp;amp; encouragement, we'd love your support too. We have friends who are going to be helping us with fundraisers for this adoption and we have had family &amp;amp; friends who have helped make the birth mom's travel back to Sacramento possible. We won't be able to do this alone and we are so grateful for how the Lord has provided everything we need thus far - and we are confident that He will continue to work miracles during this whole process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;And what is so stinkin' rad is that by March, Melanie and I will be parents - we are so excited to be parents! We have a lot to still do in this process &amp;amp; we are guarding our hearts but we are stepping out and going for this and we are so grateful to share this with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Please continue to follow my blog for more details:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-2381354469979903115?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/2381354469979903115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=2381354469979903115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2381354469979903115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2381354469979903115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/08/going-public.html' title='going public'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4548456368984238116</id><published>2011-08-11T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T14:12:47.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Collision with the Presence of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Zephaniah%203:17&amp;amp;version=NIV1984"&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;/a&gt; says, "&lt;em&gt;The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this verse is about &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;repentance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;forgiveness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And, we can learn from this verse what repentance and forgiveness unlocks in the Heavenly realms for us...His mighty salvation, His delight in us, His peace, His live, and His joy for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2023:6&amp;amp;version=NIV1984"&gt;Psalms 23:6&lt;/a&gt; says, "&lt;em&gt;Surely goodness and love will fowllow me all of the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like Zephaniah 3, Psalm 23 is more assurance that through the redemptive power and grace of our loving Savior that we can be with Him and abide in His presence continually through an attitude that seeks repentence and forgivness. &lt;strong&gt;There is nother other place that I would rather be than in the presence of the Lord, my Savior - to expreience a continual collision with the Presence of the Lord daily. &lt;/strong&gt;And what I love here is the imagery that we get from these verses, that God wants me - that He wants us - to be in His presence continually. God wants me experience His forgiveness and to be in continually connection with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042&amp;amp;version=NIV1984"&gt;Psalm 42&lt;/a&gt; says what we must do to experience a continual collision with the Presence of the Lord. We must, "&lt;em&gt;As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God, my soul thirsts for God, the living God&lt;/em&gt;." God offers each of us His presence but we must thrist for Him and His presence with all that is within in us and the pursuit of the Lord must be our greatest goal. This call us to move away from the excuses we have made of the fears that have held us back in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the story in the Bible of the "&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%2015&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Prodigal Son&lt;/a&gt;" and look at the story from the point of view of the father. He showed tremendous delight in his wait for the wanders' return. The story of the 'Prodigal Son' was a story that Jesus told to show others the very nature and heart of the Lord. And in this story, Jesus clearly shows us that the waiting father was none other then our Heavenly Father. &lt;strong&gt;God is in our midst and He desires for us to know the intimacy He offers each of us and He has tremendous delight in His wait for us to collide with His most Holy Presence. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.W. Tozer said, "&lt;i&gt;With a sacred expectation, I look for God in all the circumstance of my day.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirst for Him and Him alone! May you experience a collision with the Presence of the Lord! May we daily live out what these verses promise us - and may this desire to continually collide with God make such a radical difference in your life that we begin to live out our faith in all that we say, and in all that we do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4548456368984238116?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4548456368984238116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4548456368984238116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4548456368984238116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4548456368984238116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/08/collision-with-presence-of-lord.html' title='A Collision with the Presence of the Lord'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1555066243421705216</id><published>2011-07-28T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:39:42.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Jesus Exclusive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I firmly believe that Jesus Christ, and faith in Him as our personal Savior...that Jesus, is not exclusive. I believe this with all of my heart. He died on the cross so that anyone could come to Him for salvation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Why do people outside the church look within the church and see or sense exclusivity? Why do so many who don't believe in God the way that I do feel so excluded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Christianity is not an exclusive club. It is not something limited to an "elite" few who site some "perfect" profile. Most Christians today really try to not be exclusive - but many today, and perhaps including myself, struggle with not making our relationship with the Lord, a religious action that seems like an exclusive club.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“'&lt;i&gt;Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;There is more than enough room in my Father’s home.&amp;nbsp;If this were not so, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;When everything is ready, I will come and get you, so that you will always be with me where I am.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;And you know the way to where I am going.' '&lt;/span&gt;No, we don’t know, Lord,” Thomas said. 'We have no idea where you are going, so how can we know the way?'&amp;nbsp;Jesus told him, '&lt;span class="woj"&gt;I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;If you had really known me, you would know who my Father is.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From now on, you do know him and have seen him!'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Philip said, 'Lord, show us the Father, and we will be satisfied.'&amp;nbsp;Jesus replied, '&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Have I been with you all this time, Philip, and yet you still don’t know who I am? Anyone who has seen me has seen the Father! So why are you asking me to show him to you?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Don’t you believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me? The words I speak are not my own, but my Father who lives in me does his work through me.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ju&lt;span class="woj"&gt;st believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me. Or at least believe because of the work you have seen me do.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tell you the truth, anyone who believes in me will do the same works I have done, and even greater works, because I am going to be with the Father&lt;/i&gt;.'" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:1-12&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;John 14:1-12)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The context of this part of John 14 is that Jesus and the disciples had just shared together in "Last Supper". And, it should be no surprised to hear his disciples express trouble - after all, Jesus had just shared that one of them would betray him and that Peter, would deny even knowing Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus is the only way - the only option that works. No other person or religious leader has ever offered what Jesus provides: Victory over sin &amp;amp; death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dr. Warren Wiersbe says, "What does it mean to know the Father? The word 'know' is used ninety-one times in John's gospel, but it does not always carry the same meaning. In fact, there are four different levels of knowing according to John...the fourth use of 'know' means to have a deeper relationship with a person; a deeper communion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A deeper communion? Is God's desire for us to know Him this way every exclusive? How can the wonderful truth that God loves us enough to come and take care of our biggest problem, sin, be exclusive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I believe it is not. But why then do we tend to act exclusive with this truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We can look forward to eternal life with God in heaven someday because Jesus Christ has promised it to all who believe in Him. There is nothing exclusive about that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As the Holy Church of God, we need to experience freedom from the club of exclusivity. We need to stand united and together proclaim that we desire to, for a lack of better words, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EFF the club&lt;/i&gt;! &lt;/b&gt;Yes, that's right. We need to desire to&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;E&lt;/u&gt;xperience &lt;u&gt;F&lt;/u&gt;reedom &lt;u&gt;F&lt;/u&gt;rom the club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and walk in the freedom found as being disciples of Jesus Christ. Faithful &amp;amp; obedient followers of the Lord who are committed to living out the truth &amp;amp; the power of the Holy Spirit in our lives where we are dedicated to God's mission and that we would be devoted to carrying out the Gospel message of love and transformation into the whole world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember this truth, “&lt;i&gt;I will walk in freedom, for I have devoted myself to your commandments&lt;/i&gt;.” (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20119:45&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Psalm 119:45&lt;/a&gt;) And part of our devotion unto the Lord is to recognize, adjust and experience the wisdom of the Lord so that we are walking in the freedom &amp;amp; power of the Holy Spirit. Jesus is not exclusive with His message of love &amp;amp; transformation - and neither should we.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;May you &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;experience freedom from the club of exclusivity &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and may you walk in the freedom of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Jesus Christ in a real and powerful way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1555066243421705216?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1555066243421705216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1555066243421705216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1555066243421705216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1555066243421705216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-jesus-exclusive.html' title='Is Jesus Exclusive?'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7061000503353417951</id><published>2011-07-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T10:19:52.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to Scripture - Fourth Encounter: Rescue Me</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;I waited and waited for God. At last he looked; finally he listened. He lifted me out of the ditch, pulled me from deep mud. He stood me up on a solid rock to make sure I would not slip&lt;/em&gt;." (Psalm 40:1-2, MSG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rescue me.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't want to feel this way. Please Lord, deliver me. Life me up out this darkness. I desire to walk in the freedom that can only be found in You. Show me how to conquer the war against my flesh and give me the stregnth to do this Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rescue me.&lt;/strong&gt; I long to stand in Your presence, consumed by Your glory and passionate for the glory of Your name Lord. I don't want to be luke-warm, consumed with self and thus trapped in deception. I long to be in Your presence, to fill the grace of your arms&amp;nbsp;and love wrapping around me. May I listen to You - may I be obedient to You and may I see Your desire to free me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rescue me&lt;/strong&gt;. You are fighting for me. You are victorious Lord and You do not desire me to feel this way. To be stuck in this darkness. You will never leave me. You will never waste the pain - their is hope in the power of Your name. You have rescued me Lord. You have restored my soul and blessed my life. I will worship You. I will live to bring You praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe You my life. I love Your Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7061000503353417951?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/7061000503353417951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=7061000503353417951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7061000503353417951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7061000503353417951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/07/responding-to-scripture-fourth.html' title='Responding to Scripture - Fourth Encounter: Rescue Me'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8206745674509585869</id><published>2011-07-14T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T12:36:16.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to Scripture - Third Encounter: Sing Over Us</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;The Lord your God is with you, He is might to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing&lt;/em&gt;." (Zephaniah 3:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing over me Lord, sing to me Your song - fill me with Your passion, with Your vision. I long to know your ways. Wash away my doubt and cleanse me of the insanity of doubt. God, You are forever real and true and all that we need is You. So Lord, I proclaim Holy is Your Name. You made my life and You know all that is within me so remove my doubt, &lt;em&gt;and sing over me&lt;/em&gt;. Remove the obstances, &lt;em&gt;and sing over me&lt;/em&gt;. Remove anything that is keeping the path of following You blocked, &lt;em&gt;and sing over me&lt;/em&gt;. I know that You are alive in my heart and no doubt can be where You reign, so &lt;em&gt;sing over me&lt;/em&gt; Lord and fill me with Your passion, with your vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord. Thank you for loving me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8206745674509585869?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8206745674509585869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8206745674509585869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8206745674509585869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8206745674509585869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/07/responding-to-scripture-third-encounter.html' title='Responding to Scripture - Third Encounter: Sing Over Us'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1279555289562821833</id><published>2011-07-12T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T16:53:04.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to Scripture - Second Encounter: Double Portion</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;And you will be called priests of the Lord, you will named ministers of our God...instead of shame my people will receive a double portion, and instead of disgrace they will rejoice in their inheritance; and so they will inherit a double portion in their land and everlasting joy will be theirs&lt;/em&gt;." (Isaiah 61:6-7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God breath true life into your people! Into me, breath your life and power into me Father! May we be united by Your love and Your strength. May we come together as one and receive all that You have promised. Pour out Your power on Your people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have turned our backs on you. We are more concerned with self, and less concerned with You. Forgive us God. Change us Oh Lord. Come oh Lord and pour out Your love on us again. Teach your people true devotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, it is because of you that I truly live - that we have life. Many we long to know more of Your love. Give to us a double portion of Your wisdom and truth, shower us with Your generous love so that we can live out Your truth to this world. God, breath Your truth in your people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a burning desire to know more of Your love. May the skies open and pour forth soaking showers of Your grace and love on everyone. Illuminate the dartk depths Lord with Your glorious truth. Hurls arrows of Holy light, and take very sure and accurate aim and destory the darkness and disunity among Your people. Nothing can escape Your love Lord. Nor can I ever hope to escape Your Holy Presence and what amazing promise your Holy Presence is for our daily lives. May all walk in the light and power of Your Holy Presence - God, breath true life into Your People, give us a double portion of You oh Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord, we love you Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1279555289562821833?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1279555289562821833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1279555289562821833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1279555289562821833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1279555289562821833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/07/responding-to-scripture-second.html' title='Responding to Scripture - Second Encounter: Double Portion'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5547921248872963873</id><published>2011-07-08T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:24:42.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to Scripture - Fifth Encounter: May We Be Earnest</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;These are the words of the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the ruler of God's creation. I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or another! So, because you are lukewarm, neither hot nor cold, I am about to spit you out of my mouth. Those who I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest, and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me&lt;/em&gt;." (Revelation 3:14-16; 19-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You know us inside and out, nothing is hidden from You. Myself and your people have become set in our ways, we have become cold and then hot and then cold again, a mixture that has made us lukewarm, a mixture that has polluted your truth. Often we live lives that boast of our accomplishments and our riches, and we have no dependancy on you. Our faith has been softend and polluted. We are oblivious to the fact that we are pitiful blind beggers - homeless without You. &lt;em&gt;May we be earnest...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Your love for us is not altered by our lack of faith, or odd mixures that have made us lukewarm. It is because of the greatness of Your love for us that you are calling us, personally - and not leaving us behind - calling us us into account for where how we have been living. Correct us God, that we'd run straight to You. May we desire to live out our best before You and for Your glory alone. Daily, may we make the choice to filled with Your Holy Presence and radiate Your truth. &lt;em&gt;May we be earnest...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pursuing us. We have tremendous value in Your oh Lord. And you are at this door, waiting for us to open it, to open ourselves up to your love and truth once again so that You might come in, dine with us, take up residence in our lives and transform us from the inside out into your glorious image. &lt;em&gt;May we be earnest...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit of God is blowing through the churchs. Will we listen? Will we repent and turn from this awful mixture of lukewarm living? Have we, Your people, live for ourselves long enough? Refine us Lord. May we desire to be consumed with Your presence and live with Your glorious riches. Will be turn and open up our hearts and return to you oh Lord? Will we be earnest?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5547921248872963873?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5547921248872963873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5547921248872963873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5547921248872963873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5547921248872963873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/07/responding-to-scripture-fifth-encounter.html' title='Responding to Scripture - Fifth Encounter: May We Be Earnest'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6036645267244327770</id><published>2011-07-08T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T16:39:12.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Responding to Scripture - First Encounter: A Mighty Downpour</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;God's voice thunders in the marvelous ways; He does great things beyond our understanding. He say to the snow, 'Fall on the earth,' and to the rain shower, 'Be a mighty downpour.' So that all men He has made may know His work&lt;/em&gt;." (Job 37:5-7a, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the opportunity to be the instruments that God will use to show the world His love &amp;amp; plan - His work - His glory. It is my hearts cry to worship Him and to walk in His power. It is my hearts cry to fully and reckless worship the Lord. I desire that He would thunder with His majestic voice in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that He would comman my natural elements to serve and glorify Him in all that I say and do. With all that I am, I want to testify with my life, with my words and my actions, so that all men will know of Your saving power. I'll do my best for You, for Your glory oh Lord. I will love you Lord, forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Command me in your righteous ways. I commit to You my very best. Even though I know my best may be limited, I will strive to work through that tot serve you. You are my Savior, my God, and I will ever praise, ever seek you and I desire to learn to walk in your ways, to be like you so that all mankind which you have created may know You and Your abundant love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord. We love you Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6036645267244327770?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6036645267244327770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6036645267244327770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6036645267244327770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6036645267244327770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/07/responding-to-scripture-first-encounter.html' title='Responding to Scripture - First Encounter: A Mighty Downpour'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1824529619635277196</id><published>2011-05-24T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:16:15.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 21 Day Media Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Starting at midnight tonight, I will be joing some of&amp;nbsp;the students of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/riversideyouth"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Riverside Student Ministries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; in a 21 day fast from all social media. That means for me: no TV, no facebook or twitter, no youtube or internet stuff that isn't necessary for work. And, I will even attempt to stay away from e-mails and texts that aren't family or work related.&amp;nbsp;This will be from now, until &amp;nbsp;June 14th and the fast will last for 21 days, and the goals of this fast are as follows: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;1) That the our eye's will be opened as to how much time we devote to social media and that our eyes will be opened as to how social media influences us daily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;2) That we would use the time and space created by this fast to press into God through spending additional time praying, reading ourBibles, and seeking Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;3) We are encouraged to pick one issue that is facing our community to commit to pray for daily during the duration of the fast. I am specifically praying through the list of students that have been to Riverside in the last year and I praying through that list daily and for other specific needs of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rwcsac.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;RWC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;amp; our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wesleyan.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;church family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;All of us participating in this fast will have a sponsor from our church family. We are asking individuals and/or families to sponsor a student who has signed up for the media fast. Sponsors will be given a specific student in which they will commit to&amp;nbsp;pray daily for them and their commitment to fast and they are asked to donate $20. This $20 will go towards the youth group’s incarnational ministry project in our community&amp;nbsp;this June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So, this is going to be a big deal for me. I am pretty connected to social media. I would love your prayers and your encouragement during this time. And be praying for the students who are choosing to do this as well. Honestly, most aren't doing&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;- 21 days - that's a long time. But a handful of them are and I am proud of them and I am excited to be doing this with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;For the past several weeks we've been talking with the students about practical ways to connect with God and to be refueled by the power of the Lord. We've encouraged them to stop feeling guilty over not being some super Christian and start looking for small ways to connect with God. This will be a big step for many, but I know they can do. I am praying for them, will you join me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1824529619635277196?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1824529619635277196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1824529619635277196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1824529619635277196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1824529619635277196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/05/21-day-media-fast.html' title='The 21 Day Media Fast'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-83242696568967582</id><published>2011-02-24T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:11:53.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>praying for others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question&lt;/strong&gt;: when you pray for other people, what does your look like, what does it consist of? And, why are you praying for them in the first place? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do we pray for others?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We are told all the time that prayer is powerful. Many people, myself included, have seen the power of prayer at work.&amp;nbsp;And people, where they see themselves as a follower of Christ, or religious, still see value in prayer. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I believe it is because prayer is powerful. And, I believe that when we pray we set into motion the divine - we partner with God in His plan as we seek His heart. For it is through prayer that we can seek above all else, the Kingdom of God, and His righteousness - for ourselves, and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The way we pray for ourselves is different than the way we pray for others. Lately I have been reflecting on my prayer life and more specifically, how I pray for others.&amp;nbsp;There is usually&amp;nbsp;three different reasons that we would be praying for someone else. Now, I fully realize that there is not just&amp;nbsp;three reasons why we pray for others, but I do believe there are three main reasons why we do pray for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Reason #1: we pray because they ask - they share a need in their life and they ask for prayer. Reason #2: pray because we see a need in their life - we see a physical problem or a hard emotional situation they are facing and we offer to prayer. Reason #3: we pray because we want something about them to change - face it, we can focus on a negative thing about them and pray for change and we can pray for conviction over a hurt someone has caused, etc. There could be a lot more reasons why we pray for others, but these are three basic and main reasons we choose to pray for others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think how we choose to pray for others is important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;What I think is even more important for us to get is to understand how Jesus would be pray for them&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;How are we using our opportunities to pray for others?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The scripture that got me thinking about my attitude of prayer towards others&amp;nbsp;is in Ephesians. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I pray that your hearts will be flooded with light so that you can understand the confident hope he has given to those he called—his holy people who are his rich and glorious inheritance. I also pray that you will understand the incredible greatness of God’s power for us who believe him. This is the same mighty power&lt;/i&gt;." (Ephesians 1:18-19, NLT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Warren Wiersbe said, "The same resurrection power that saved us and took us out fo the graveyard of sin can daily help us to live for Christ and glorify him." Now I don't want to be a person putting words into the mouth of Jesus - but if we are wanting to be like Jesus and to live out His truth and power then we have to choose to pray for others like Christ would and to this end, to understand the incredible greatness of God's power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-83242696568967582?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/83242696568967582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=83242696568967582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/83242696568967582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/83242696568967582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2011/02/praying-for-others.html' title='praying for others'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-3601461633578426193</id><published>2010-11-19T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:30:28.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am preparing to speak on a passage of scripture for a class I am taking. I choose a passage from the Old Testament: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Lamentations%203&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lamentations 3:19-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;. The first two verses of this passage say, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I remember my affliction and my wandering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the bitterness and the gall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I well remember them,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and my soul is downcast within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;." Last night as I was driving home from the class I am preparing this message for I said a short prayer, "Lord, help to truly understand these verses." I should probably stop praying like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This afternoon, as I sat down to pay bills, my affliction became clear: how am I going to pay for everything. Money is so tight. And as I made a plan and hoped for provision, my vision became clouded with bitterness. For well over a year it has been such a stretch financially. We've done a ton to cut our expenses and we've tried to stick to a budget. My wife took a job closer to our home and church, but at a pay cut. I am working 3 part-time jobs - the church, subbing and for Starbucks. We are trying as hard as we can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We are doing our best and it just doesn't seem like it is good enough. See, this is where the bitterness creeps in every time that I sit down to do my bills. I embrace the "affliction" of not having enough money and the reality of how that is going to play out in our life hits me. I then become, in a way, bitter, maybe even envious, which leads to my heart being sad that I can't give everything great to my wife and friends that I desire. My heart becomes sad that the sacrifices I have made haven't been enough and that more sacrifice is going to be needed in order to keep going. That means doing less and giving less and my soul becomes more and more downcast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After paying my bills I went for a little walk, to the mail box, just to clear my head. The weather here is starting to change. We've had a very warm November so far, but today the clouds are coming in, the sun is gone and the wind is circulating. And as I walked, my downcast soul was stirred with hope. Verse 21 of Lamentations 3 says, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yet this I call to mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and therefore I have hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;..." I walked back to our house thinking through so many of the great things we have going on in our lives. I became excited for the weekend - we have our newly marrieds Bible study and some new friends are coming over for dinner. And, we have this awesome church family we'll re-connect with this weekend through worship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I got back to the house and sorted through the mail. I opened up a card that was a 'thank-you' note from some friends for the wedding gift we got them. Honestly, I almost didn't read it because I thought it was just a simple thank-you, but I ended up reading the whole card. They not only thanked us the gift, but they thanked us for impacting their lives. Hope began to flow and I started to feel that my current "affliction" of a lack of financial resources was worth it almost, knowing that we were making a difference and that our friends value us, not just the gift we gave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lamentations 3 continues by saying, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;for his compassions never fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They are new every morning;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;great is your faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;therefore I will wait for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;.” That simple prayer request that I made last night on the drive home was being answered right before. And the thank-you card was a boost, it was a moment that served to restore my hope, it was an element God used to show me His love. So I prayed again, a short, simple prayer: "Thank you Lord for allowing me to be used by you. I trust in your provision for our lives and I will not let this affliction consume me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I finished opening up the mail and ended by opening up another card. It was a card from a church I had spoken at a few weeks ago and in their card was a gift. A gift that will more than help with my "affliction." I was no expecting this at all. Yet, in one way, I wasn't surprised by the faithfulness of the Lord either. I sat there say, "this is so God...this is so God..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just enough is more than enough for me. It will meet our needs. God's great love kept me from truly being consumed. He knew my need and showed me compassion at just the right time. The Lord is my portion, and I will gladly wait for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-3601461633578426193?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/3601461633578426193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=3601461633578426193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3601461633578426193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3601461633578426193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-enough.html' title='just enough'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-9052060448297117237</id><published>2010-09-17T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T14:23:11.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrender'/><title type='text'>neglecting the journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am one of the those older 20-somethings that is on Twitter. I tweet. I follow other and their tweets. And, I'm cooler because I do so. One of the people I follow on Twitter is a dead man, &lt;span id="goog_296442981"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A.W. Toz&lt;span id="goog_296442982"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;er, and he tweets every day...so beat that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, all joking aside, a recent tweet was this: "&lt;em&gt;Many Christians are satisfied with their destination but they neglect the journey&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;strong&gt;What a powerful statement.&lt;/strong&gt; I of coarse reposted this on Twitter and facebook because it&amp;nbsp;was one of those encouraing and convicting statements. Over the past few days my mind has really thought through what it means to be focused on Heaven and advancing the Kingdom of God, while not neglecting my daily Spiritual life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The secrurity of our salvation through Jesus Christ is not always as evenly matched with our daily practice of living out our faith by practically loving and serving others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When I invited Jesus Christ into my life and I surrendered my life completely to Him, it was far more then just a prayer. It was an invitation for Jesus Christ to invade every area of my life. There are aspects of our life that keep us from living lives of service and sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There is an assualt on our lives, and assualt&amp;nbsp;that demands our time and engery and money. This assualt keeps us at bay from truly enjoying this journey God has ordained for us to live out. Most of us don't neglect this journey purposefully. No one who truly loves the Lord wakes up each morning and declares, "I am going to put myself, or my family first, before I spend time in the Word with the Lord." We wake up and we are late so we have to rush. We wake up and someone needs something so we focus on that. In an attempt to not neglect our structure of time managment or personal responsibility to our family, or job needs, we often neglect our daily&amp;nbsp;relationship and journey with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And it is after constant neglect and disconnect like this that they demands of every day life begin to take a toll on us. We lose our joy and we act out towards a spouse, a child, a co-worker. We struggle because inside of us our soul is desperate for revival and intimacy with Jesus but we get pushed down with our guilt or shame of not spending time with the Lord. Our identity in Christ get's all messed up. Our neglection is compromising the gift God has already given us in Christ Jesus and that's eternity in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is where God's grace get's me the most. Regardless of how hard I try, or how much I do, it doesn't change how much He truly loves me. I think this knowledge is why it pains my heart so much to see so many people choose to do so much, rather than to be focused on seeking more of the Lord. Sure, people put into their schedule "Jesus time." They spend a few hours at church on Sunday, maybe even get into a mid-week Bible study or they get coffee with a friend for a time of encouragement and accountability. But is our scheduled "Jesus time" each week truly enough? Have you ever written out your daily schedule and compared how much time you spend go and doing things, rather then being with Jesus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;How are we ever to the be the husband's and wife's, the children, the father's and mother's God desires us to be if we spend more time doing, then being with Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God will change your church and the impact it has on your community if you truly made the sacrfices necessary to cultivate your journey in life with Christ. Marriages would be different. Parents and their role as being the chief discipler of their children would change dramatically. Our hearts would be less judgmental as we&amp;nbsp;more intimately understood the grace in which we are saved ourselves. We be able to clearly walk in our identity as one belonging to Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We've been commanded by God to go and make disciples (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew+28&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 28:19&lt;/a&gt;) but we can't go and make anything unless we are committed first to be and become a disciple of Jesus &lt;strong&gt;daily&lt;/strong&gt;. We can no longer ignore the journey because when we do we are ignoring the depth and power of the grace of Jesus Christ in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We can reclaim the power found in the journey with Christ one person at a time. It is a choice we must choose to make. One person in a family can be the one to make a difference. One family in a community of believers can make the difference.&amp;nbsp;Even if they are the only one faithul for years, &lt;strong&gt;we are to serve the Lord with our faithfulness&lt;/strong&gt;. Take a stand and say, "but as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord" and look at what needs to be elimanted in your life and from your schedule that robs of you from the intimacy found in our journey with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be practical&lt;/strong&gt;. As you take &lt;em&gt;small steps&lt;/em&gt; towards elimanting these things that clutter your life you will be able to do more and more, so set tangible, realistic goals at improving your journey with the Lord. Speak out what you want to change. Have a trusted friend hold you accountable from now until enternity so that you may never return to those things that rob&amp;nbsp;you of your&amp;nbsp;joy and intimacy. God is faithful towards us with His unending grace, may we be faithful in our pursuit of Him. When we are, it will change our lives and every life we affect and influence. Our disciple making process will forever be changed and our personal discipleship process is changed to reflect a life bent towards the things of Heaven. May we let the love and grace offered us by God compel us to live Holy lives in true and continued intimacy with our Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%2010&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Hebrews 10:19-24&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-9052060448297117237?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/9052060448297117237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=9052060448297117237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/9052060448297117237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/9052060448297117237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/09/neglecting-journey.html' title='neglecting the journey'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1234287254418271838</id><published>2010-09-10T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:52:28.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity theft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual identity theft'/><title type='text'>identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Over the last few years there has been a huge push for people to protect themselves from identity theft. And this is probably why...the &lt;a href="http://www.spendonlife.com/guide/identity-theft-statistics"&gt;Javelin Strategy and Research group&lt;/a&gt; reported that there were over 10 million victims of identity theft in the United States, that it can take up to 5,840 hours (or 243.3 days)&amp;nbsp;to correct the damage caused by identity theft and that account fraud totaled 31 billion dollars and the dollar amount lost per-household averaged $1,620. The main two&amp;nbsp;ways&amp;nbsp;people experience identify theft is from the&amp;nbsp;the theft of a debit/credit card or your Social Security card. So obvisously with stats like this, protecting your identity from "bad guys" is pretty important. Even if these numbers are inflated by corporations who financially could benefit from us using their services to protect ourselves, these numbers are staggering to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;What's more staggering and more alarming&amp;nbsp;to me is the number of people, young and old, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who are suffering from a spiritual identity theft&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's happening every day. Thousands of people are being affected daily. One of the most critical tasks I face as a pastor today is the challenge of helping people discover their identity in Christ Jesus. As people get older they experience new freedoms in life and they began to analyze themselves more critically and become more consumed with their self image and they start to make extrememly important decisions about their idenitity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A friend taught me that more than annointing, more then anything else, that character matters to God. Everyday people make decisions, decisions that determine their character and&amp;nbsp;their identity. Our indentity could be defined as a collaboration of our actions, motives and what we value. &lt;strong&gt;Do your actions, your motives behind your actions and what you value truly reflect your idenity?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;To understand who we are, we must look at ourselves as if we were looking in a mirror. And not just externally, but internally, and spiritually. Who are you really trying to impress? What are the things you love and what are the things you can't stand? What gives you joy and what destroys your peace? What are things that are influencing you and your actions or motives? What do you find value in? When do you feel valuable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scripture tells us that God has made us and that we are His masterpeice. Above all of the&amp;nbsp;things He has created, we are His best work. His best.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%202:10&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Eph. 2:10&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20139&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Psalm 139:13-16&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scripture tells us that God deeply loves us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you,&amp;nbsp;he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Zephaniah+3&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%203&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;John 3:16-17&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved&lt;/em&gt;..." (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Colossians%203&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Colossians 3:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, Scripture tells us that God believes we have tremendous value.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"...&lt;em&gt;the LORD has chosen you to be his treasured possession&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Deuteronomy%2014&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Deut. 14:2&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come! All this is from God, who reconciled us to himself through Christ and gave us the ministry of reconciliation: that God was reconciling the world to himself in Christ, not counting men's sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of reconciliation. We are therefore Christ's ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ's behalf: Be reconciled to God. God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Corinthians%205&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike "What's next, Papa?" God's Spirit touches our spirits and confirms who we really are. We know who he is, and we know who we are: Father and children. And we know we are going to get what's coming to us—an unbelievable inheritance! We go through exactly what Christ goes through. If we go through the hard times with him, then we're certainly going to go through the good times with him!That's why I don't think there's any comparison between the present hard times and the coming good times. The created world itself can hardly wait for what's coming next. Everything in creation is being more or less held back. God reins it in until both creation and all the creatures are ready and can be released at the same moment into the glorious times ahead. Meanwhile, the joyful anticipation deepens&lt;/em&gt;." (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208&amp;amp;version=MSG"&gt;Romans 8:15-21&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The byproduct of believers who view themselves from God's perspective, in light of His truths,&amp;nbsp;the byproduct is&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;confidence in&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;contentment with&lt;/em&gt; these truths. It's about letting our identity rest in who God says we are rather then in what the world trys so desperately to get us to believe about ourselves. Our spiritual idenitity has be grounded in godliness, or simple put: we'll experience spiritual identity theft again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I also believe that God has placed many of us to stand in the gap today because we have people in our lives, people we lead and have influence over, who are are experiencing spiritual identity theft and I believe that we need to rise up as a Holy nation, living for God who has called us out of darkness to proclaim God's desire for us to be people who passionately live in light of our spiritual identity in the midst of the world we live in. And this will be no easy task but the Lord believes in us to be people who point others to Him in this area so that they can continually connect their hearts and minds to His revealed truth for their lives. &lt;strong&gt;So it comes down to this:&lt;/strong&gt; we must be people who live in light of our spiritual identity in Christ because the world is watching how we choose to live out our identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;People respect you and they are learning from you by watching your personal spiritual journey, so what are you teaching them about your identity in Christ? Talk about your life and your struggles, share with them the victories over temptation and sin in your life, talk to them about the people who truly influenced you and helped you with those past messes and mistakes in your life. Be incarnational this way because the way your identity in Christ impacts your life on a daily basis is a great way for people to understand what it means, practically, to be grounded in godliness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We have the best product in the world to prevent spiritual identity theft. &lt;strong&gt;We do.&lt;/strong&gt; It's a life of holiness found in Jesus Christ. Satan has wrapped up this idea of what our identity isn't, in some pretty powerfully attractive things. But,&amp;nbsp;just like people today get confused and give over information that leads to personal identity theft we should not fall victim to Satan's schemes to seek out and destroy our heart, our mind, our character...and our identity in Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Do your actions, your motives behind your actions and what you value truly reflect your idenity? Are you suffering from spiritual identity theft? God has provided us with the truth about who we are, how we are loved, and, how deeply valued we are. We need to embrace these truths for our lives and then share with the world how we live these truths out so that we can influence them and help prevent spiritual identity theft. "&lt;em&gt;In all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord&lt;/em&gt;." [&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%208&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Romans 8:37-39&lt;/a&gt;] Don't let your identity be seperated from the spiritual reality that you belong to God, you were created in His image and He desires for all of us to live a life that is committed to a message of God's redemption and love as we live in light of our true spiritual idenity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1234287254418271838?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1234287254418271838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1234287254418271838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1234287254418271838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1234287254418271838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/09/identity.html' title='identity'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6496133130933835893</id><published>2010-09-07T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:16:02.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke 15'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prodigal Son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingdom of God'/><title type='text'>The Kingdom of God &amp; the Prodigal Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The scripture I am writing on is found in Luke 15 [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%2015:11-32&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;click here to read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;]. We find Jesus in the midst of people who were considered sinners &amp;amp; dishonest and he teaches them using a parable, hoping to reveal the heart of the Father more clearly and the aim of the Kingdom of God.&amp;nbsp;As&amp;nbsp;Jesus taught this group of questionable people the&amp;nbsp;Pharisees were there too.&amp;nbsp;The Pharisees were a Jewish religious group that fanatically followed Old Testament&amp;nbsp;laws, as well as their own religious traditions. There were highly respected (and even feared)&amp;nbsp;in their community, but they were jealous&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;hated Jesus because He challenged their proud attitudes and their dishonorable motives and they criticized Him for associating with tax-collectors and sinners...something they wouldn't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In the parable found in Luke 15 we have 3 main characters: the father, the older brother, and the prodigal son. Let’s talk about these 3 different people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The prodigal son’s share of the estate would have been one-third, with the older son receiving two-thirds and in most cases you received it after the father died or retired from managing their estate. What is unusual here is that that prodigal son initiated the division of the estate and this shows almost and arrogant disregard for his father’s authority. He then sold off his share of the estate so that he could have cold, hard cash to do with what he wanted. He wanted to be free to live as he pleased, and he had to hit rock bottom before coming to his senses. Jesus paints us a picture of an unbelievably arrogant, unpleasant, immoral, foolish and irreligious young man. Scripture says he had to hire himself out…that he had to feed pigs and because he was so poor he longed to fill his stomach with the very food he was feeding the pigs. And get this, according to Jewish law, pigs were unclean animals, not fit for food or to be used as sacrifices. Jews would not even touch pigs. For a Jew to have to feed them it was great humiliation and to eat their food was even worse and so this may sound gross to us today, but for the Pharisees in this audience it would have been completely horrifying. The prodigal son finally came to his senses and made a plan to return to his father and try to work for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In this story the father watched and waited for his sons’ return, ready to greet him if he returned. God’s love is constant and patient and welcoming. God tells us clearly in 2 Peter3:9 that “&lt;em&gt;The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance&lt;/em&gt;.” And in Romans 8 we are told “&lt;em&gt;that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord&lt;/em&gt;.” God will search for us and give us opportunities to respond, but He will not force us to come to Him. Like the father in this story, God waits patiently for us to come to our senses. Even though the prodigal son left out of selfishness, God’s great love reaches out and finds sinners not matter why or how they got lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The older brother found great difficulty in accepting his younger brother when he returned. Wouldn’t you? People who repent after leading notoriously sinful lives are often the hardest ones to accept. In this story, the father’s response is compared to the older brother’s response. The father forgave because he was filled with love. The older brother refused to forgive because he was bitter. He resented his brother and even his father for forgiving him and welcoming him back. But get this: his resentment made him just as lost to the father’s love as the younger, prodigal brother had been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In Jesus’s story, in this parable, the older brother represents the Pharisees who were angry and resentful that sinners where being welcomed into the Kingdom of Heaven. After all, the Pharisees must have thought that since they had sacrificed so much and done so much for God, wouldn’t they be the only ones allowed into the Kingdom of God. Our self-righteousness can get in the way of us understanding God’s love for ourselves and even for others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;If you were to compare your life right now to that of the younger son, where are you? Are you off in a distant land? Feeling alone, far from “home”? Are you coming to your senses about God’s love and forgiveness for your life? Have you returned home and you are enjoying the Father’s love? Each of us needs to learn that anyone can return to God, that they can confess their sin and need for Him and be forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you struggle with the way that God seems love accept and forgive those who don’t seem to deserve it? God wants you to be ready to forgive and accept those who return to Him and I believe God wants us to understand that the Kingdom of God is all about accepting and loving sinners because it is more effective then condemning them. The condemned find it harder to come home…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In this story, who are you? The lost son or the older brother? Regardless of who you most identify with, God is patient with you and He loves you. For the prodigal’s out there: nothing you have done will make God love you less. And for the “older brothers” out there: nothing you can do will make God love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6496133130933835893?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6496133130933835893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6496133130933835893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6496133130933835893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6496133130933835893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/09/kingdom-of-god-prodigal-son.html' title='The Kingdom of God &amp; the Prodigal Son'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-3852996040332606925</id><published>2010-08-02T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T09:56:22.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criticism'/><title type='text'>growing through criticism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;No one wakes up in the morning looking forward and hopeful for opportunities to be criticized. Criticism has a brutal sting. However, I am in the midst of learning that criticism can actually be good for my heart and my role in ministry but when filtered through Godly wisdom. I believe that God wants to help you (and see you) grow in the midst of criticism. When growing through criticism the first thing to do is to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;acknowledge the pain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; it has caused. Often when criticism comes it can cripple our pride or belief in ourself and we put on a mask and just pretend everything is okay. It is very true that when being a leader you've got to have "thick-skin" but just because you know you need to be ready for it, and strong when it happens, it doesn't mean you should deny the pain connected to criticism. James 4:7-9 reminds us that we should "submit yourselves, then, to God...." because we should take and submit even the pain of criticism unto the Lord. Verse 8 continues to say that when we "come near to God, he will come near to you." When growing through criticism, acknowledge the pain before the Lord and even a trusted friend. Admitting the pain can be freeing and will allow you to evaluate what was said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;When growing through criticism, the second thing to do is to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;learn everything possible&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Choose to take any criticism as even a divine opportunity to learn something new about your character, your leadership decisions, your ministry and yes, even how may criticize others. Many fail at making this decision to learn everything possible from criticism and it keeps them trapped. Choose to make the assumption that God has something for you to learn in this time of pain. God can use your hurt to make you a better leader. He does not waste pain. Hebrews 12:11 says "no discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Thirdly, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;write it out.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When growing through criticism the action of writing out what happened can help you examine the situation and sort out your feelings. Doing this action step will help you communicate with your critic in a more meaningful, positive manner. Our emotions can get the best of us and I know that when I've been hurt I have to fight myself from hurting them back with my words or actions. Writing it out may not be a lot of fun, but it will allow you to more clearly see what happened, and perhaps, why you were truly criticized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;When growing through criticism the fourth thing is to realize that&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; it's not always personal.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When some brings about some form of criticism its not always a challenge to your leadership and influence. Sometimes criticism is personal (duh right?), but not always. Next time you are criticized ask yourself this question: "How would I respond to this criticism if I knew they weren't out to hurt me, that they love me, and that they want to help improve me?" Perhaps looking at criticism in a new light may even lead to new insights. Most of the times when God is at work in our lives, and even though its a hard experience, we look to as an opportunity to be changed and to grow. Do the same thing with criticism, don't take it so personally and look toward growth from this hard, difficult moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;The fifth way to grow through criticism is to realize &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;not everything needs to be fixed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Let your critic know you understand there concern, and share with them that you will take time to prayerfully consider there concern. If you discern it's wise to continue the conversation about there concern then remember this: have compassion for your critic and discern what are the different issues and deal with them separately. The greater your compassion the greater your greater your chances for a successful resolution. Self control will yield better results, so deal with the substance of what they said first (whether they are right or wrong) and save how they said what they said for another conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;You're not alone if criticism hurts you but even in the midst of criticism God is faithful and He deeply cares about you and will provide a way through the difficulties of criticism and grow you through the process. Psalm 100:5 says that "the Lord is good and His loved endures forever; His faithfulness continues through all generations." We have to remember that too, that "the one who calls you is faithful and He will do it." He will help you to grow through any criticism you face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-3852996040332606925?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/3852996040332606925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=3852996040332606925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3852996040332606925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3852996040332606925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/08/growing-through-criticism.html' title='growing through criticism'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-3293931743612365210</id><published>2010-06-28T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T20:49:02.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I found myself reading a former mentor of mine's blog a couple of weeks ago, and I started to actually feel jealous of him and his "situation" I was reading about. He said, &lt;a href="http://bill4jc.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yesterday I discovered that I continue to be criticized and mocked for encouraging our church family to be open to God’s manifest presence and power. As I’ve thought about it, I believe the real offense is that God actually has shown up and revealed his love, truth and power in ways that are unfamiliar and even uncomfortable to some."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was jealous because he was being mocked for encouraging his church to seek out those greater things of the Lord. I was jealous too, knowing that God is showing up in their midst in powerful ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long for those greater moments and encounters with the Lord. Do you? I think most of want more of the Lord, more of His power and will in our lives. But there are things that keep us back...that keep us from being participants in the manifest presence and power of God. And I'm tired of hearing about others being the active participants in this and it not being our ministry, and our church. I desire the revealed love, truth, and power of God in ways that are new and life-changing. I believe that there are things that keep us from experiencing a life with God this way, and these things only ever allow us to hear about others experiences. We must recognize those things that keeping us back that we keep getting stuck in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%201&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Psalms 1&lt;/a&gt; says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blessed is the man &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       or stand in the way of sinners &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       or sit in the seat of mockers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; But his delight is in the law of the LORD, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       and on his law he meditates day and night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; He is like a tree planted by streams of water, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       which yields its fruit in season &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       and whose leaf does not wither. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       Whatever he does prospers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; Not so the wicked! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       They are like chaff &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       that the wind blows away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;       but the way of the wicked will perish.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 1 is about a journey...a journey towards the manifest power and presence of the Lord. There are three things that keep us from experiencing His revealed love, truth and power in our lives...walking in the counsel of the wicked, standing in the way of sinners, or sitting in the seat of mockers. And these three things, its a progressive action. Walking, to standing, and then sitting. Makes sense right? We begin so mildly getting off track. The thrill of spending time with God in prayer and in the Word, it begins to dwindle. Our priorities get skewed as we listen to that wicked counsel, as we let the ways of the world influence us more then spending time with God. We go from walking with God, to walking with this world. There is still movement in our life, but our heart begins to be compromised in our journey. And once wickedness, the ways of the world, take root in our lives our journey, our walk slows down to stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of standing in the revealed love, truth and power of God, we stand in the way of sinners. The fruit of our pursuit of God becomes rotten. We produce a life of selfishness, pride, and probably shame. Shame because we know where we once were, and where we are now. And that shame keeps us from turning away from the way of the sinners. It keeps us stuck, totally stuck. And this getting stuck business, it keeps us away from blessing and manifestation of God's presence and love. While being bound to our shame, or our pride, or selfishness we let sin hold us captive as we come to a complete stop and sit with those sneering unbelievers of the world and mock the very power and influence of the Lord in our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is all about redemption. Whether you are at the walking, standing our sitting stage...God desires to redeem you from this place, He charts out the road you take and you don't have to be bound to your shame or the ways of this world. God believes in you and God desires to reveal His love, truth and power in your life. And not just for you, but for those around you. God wants to use your journey to influence others towards His redeeming love. The Lord is all about helping each of us get un-stuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consume God's Holy Word. Pray His Kingdom come, in your life, in mine, in this world. Look for ways to sacrifice and serve others. Give of your time and your money with any exception of anything in return. Look for ways to build into your life His love, His truth, and His power. Be proactive in your pursuit of the Lord, don't wait for someone else to suddenly happen. If there is an aspect of your life that is "under construction" God is going to be faithful and equipping you to learn and grow during that time to reflect Him more and more. God has redeemed you to walk in His righteous ways and He is watching over you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-3293931743612365210?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/3293931743612365210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=3293931743612365210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3293931743612365210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3293931743612365210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/06/gettin-stuck.html' title='Gettin&apos; Stuck'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1364088880496510149</id><published>2010-06-14T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:09:46.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begging for Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Calibri"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few days ago I was reading a devotional online (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Utmost for His Highest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;) and it was one of those readings that has stuck with me every day since. Luke 11:10 says, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;." Since reading the devotional on the 9th I've seen these truths I've read about coming alive in my life every day. It's been incredible. So, I wanted to share with you this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://utmost.org/then-what%E2%80%99s-next-to-do/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;devotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ask if you have not received. There is nothing more difficult than asking. We will have yearnings and desires for certain things, and even suffer as a result of their going unfulfilled, but not until we are at the limit of desperation will we ask. It is the sense of not being spiritually real that causes us to ask. Have you ever asked out of the depths of your total insufficiency and poverty? “If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God . . . ” (James 1:5), but be sure that you do lack wisdom before you ask. You cannot bring yourself to the point of spiritual reality anytime you choose. The best thing to do, once you realize you are not spiritually real, is to ask God for the Holy Spirit, basing your request on the promise of Jesus Christ (see Luke 11:13). The Holy Spirit is the one who makes everything that Jesus did for you real in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Everyone who asks receives . . . .” This does not mean that you will not get if you do not ask, but it means that until you come to the point of asking, you will not receive from God (see Matt. 5:45). To be able to receive means that you have to come into the relationship of a child of God, and then you comprehend and appreciate mentally, morally, and with spiritual understanding, that these things come from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“If any of you lacks wisdom . . . .” If you realize that you are lacking, it is because you have come in contact with spiritual reality— do not put the blinders of reason on again. The word ask actually means “beg.” Some people are poor enough to be interested in their poverty, and some of us are poor enough spiritually to show our interest. Yet we will never receive if we ask with a certain result in mind, because we are asking out of our lust, not out of our poverty. A pauper does not ask out of any reason other than the completely hopeless and painful condition of his poverty. He is not ashamed to beg— blessed are the paupers in spirit (see Matthew 5:3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Calibri; min-height: 15.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Calibri"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Appreciating "mentally, morally, and with spiritual understanding" the things that come from God isn't always easy, nor is understanding "everything that Jesus did for you real in your life". But just because its hard to appreciate or understand doesn't mean when cannot seek the face of God for wisdom, understanding and provision. This week, don't "put on the blinders of reason" and stop limiting what God can do when we ask in faith for His leadership in our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1364088880496510149?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1364088880496510149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1364088880496510149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1364088880496510149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1364088880496510149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/06/begging-for-wisdom.html' title='Begging for Wisdom'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5644542307860510789</id><published>2010-05-17T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:10:14.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing the "Tough Stuff" of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Psalm 34:19 says that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"A righteous man may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  There are some days where it's really hard to be a Christian, let alone be an example and lead others. There are days when we feel defeated at work, at school, or at home. We feel as if we've failed at being a good friend, a good parent, or a good spouse. And sometimes its not just a moment here or there when we feel this way, but rather, it's been a season where we feel as if we aren't being effective or making a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If we only look through the lens of our circumstances then we will feel this way, and our troubles and feelings will consume us. Warren Wiersbe is a pastor, a writer, and he is considered by many as a remarkable theologian and scholar and I'm a big fan. Wiersbe once said, "You cannot control the origin of your suffering, but you can control the outcome." God calls us to look at our circumstances through the lens of His goodness and provision. God desires to deliver us from these moments and to use these times in our lives in a powerful way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 Paul says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We usually can't control our suffering, but we can control how we view our troubles by recognizing God's care for us. We must choose to take our pain and discouragement to the Lord, which allows God to apply His grace, compassion and healing. For it is during these times that Christ's power at work through us in a mighty way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5644542307860510789?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5644542307860510789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5644542307860510789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5644542307860510789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5644542307860510789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/05/embracing-tough-stuff-of-life.html' title='Embracing the &quot;Tough Stuff&quot; of Life'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-2343325613918940345</id><published>2010-05-03T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:50:12.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrews 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Thessalonians 1'/><title type='text'>Seeking Inspiration</title><content type='html'>The word 'inspiration' is defined as the "stimulation of the mind or emotions to a high level of feeling or activity." It is also defined as "divine guidance or influence exerted directly on the mind and soul of humankind." The origin and history of the word  'inspiration' has the implication of "immediate influence of God, or a god" (see dictionary.com). What, or who, inspires you? What do you do when you don't feel inspired? And, how do you seek out inspiration for your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can answer those last three questions with one word: prayer. Prayer inspires me. Praying to God, and praying through His Holy Word inspires me. And when I don't "feel" inspired, when depression or other insecurities set in, I always find myself praying, asking the Lord to immediately influence my situation. And its not just prayer that inspires me, but it's the practice of other spiritual disciplines too, like worship, mediation/reflection, confession and even serving that seek to inspire me and motivate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that sometimes we let wrong things, and even the wrong people (or their examples) inspire and influence us. Even Satan and his schemes can become our immediate influence in those times of great need. Now whether it's God, or not, the things that influence us serve as an example to others in their search for inspiration as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Paul's first letters to the churches was to Thessalonica and he starts his letter off to them in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20Thessalonians%201&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;1 Thessalonians&lt;/a&gt; by saying "We always thank God for all of you, mentioning you in our prayers." How inspiring to know that Paul was praying for them and what's great is that he communicated to them this truth. Prayer is inspiring. Spiritual disciplines are inspiring and highly influential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we go back to 1 Thessalonians again and pick up in verse 3, it says, "We continually remember before our God and Father your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ. For we know, brothers loved by God, that he has chosen you, because our gospel came to you not simply with words, but also with power, with the Holy Spirit and with deep conviction...You became imitators of us and of the Lord...and so you became a model to all the believers...the Lord's message rang out from you...your faith in God has become known everywhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you developed a lifestyle of personal worship that serves to keep you connected  to, and inspired by, the Lord? In your personal moments of need are you drawing closer to the Lord for your influence and direction? Because if so, like those in Thessalonica, it will be a powerful model to others, not to mention it dynamic impact on you in that moment. Don't forget what God has done in your life and how He has used you to make a difference in other people. God's has chosen you. You belong to Him. And sometimes in our greatest moments of need, it's seems as if the truth of God's love for us is all we have. So, "let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds." [&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%2010:23-24&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Hebrews 10:23-24&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-2343325613918940345?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/2343325613918940345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=2343325613918940345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2343325613918940345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2343325613918940345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/05/inspiration.html' title='Seeking Inspiration'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-9162616517390537736</id><published>2010-03-19T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:23:49.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the heart of Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Shepherd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the last supper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame'/><title type='text'>confronting shame</title><content type='html'>Most weeks I gather with a group of students from our &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/riversideyouth"&gt;Riverside Students Ministries&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.riversidewesleyanchurch.com/"&gt;RWC&lt;/a&gt; and we work through a book (a student edition) that Max Lucado has written called "Experiencing the Heart of Jesus." The book is great and it has an awesome format that provides readers with the opportunity to respond to his thoughts and write out their responses to questions and the scripture they are reviewing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last week we going through a section called "Freedom from Shame" and as things progressed we looked at John 21 where Peter had decided to go out and fish, and Jesus had showed up along the shore. The story in John 21 is powerful. Here is Lucado shares...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the next times we see Peter interact with Jesus is back on the shores of Lake Galilee. Peter is back in the fishing boat, and we wonder why goes fishing. We know why he goes to Galilee; he had been told that the risen Christ would meet the disciples there. The arranged meeting place isn't the sea, however, but a mountain (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matt.%2028:16&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matt. 28:16&lt;/a&gt;). If the followers were to meet Jesus on a mountain, what are they doing in a boat? No one told them to fish, but that's what they did. "Simon Peter said, 'I am going out to fish.' The others said, "We will go with you'" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2021:3&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;John 21:3&lt;/a&gt;). Besides, didn't Peter quit fishing? Two years earlier, when Jesus called him to fish for men, didn't he drop his net and follow We haven't seen him fish since. We never see him fish again. Why is fishing now? Especially now! Jesus had risen from the dead. Peter as seen the empty tomb. Who could fish at a time like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Were they hungry? Perhaps that's the sum of it. Maybe the expedition was born out of growling stomachs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or then again, maybe it was born out of a broken heart. You see, Peter could not deny his denial. The empty tomb did not erase the crowing rooster. Christ had returned, but Peter wondered--he must have wondered--"After what I did, would he return for someone like me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you find yourself awash in the whirlpool of sorrow, hiding int he shadows of shame, continually reliving your failures, Jesus' invitation is for you. He wants face-time with you--not to scold you, but to hold you. He want you to come to his heart. Let him set you free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one could have been more grateful than Peter. The one Satan had sifted like wheat was eating bread at the hand of God. Peter was welcomed to the meal of Christ. Right there for the devil and his tempters to see, Jesus "prepared a table int he presence of his enemies." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ps.%2023:5&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Ps. 23:5&lt;/a&gt;). What the shepherd did for the sheep sounds a lot like what Jesus did for Peter. What if Jesus did for you what he did for Peter? Suppose he, in the hour of your failure, invited you to a meal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the night before his death, Jesus prepared a table for his followers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It was now the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread when the Passover lamb was sacrificed. Jesus' followers said to him, "Where do you want us to go and prepare for you to eat the Passover meal?" Jesus sent two of his followers and said to them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Go into the city and a man carrying a jar of water will meet you. Follow him. When he goes into a house, tell the owner of the house, 'The Teacher says: "Where is my guest room in which I can eat the Passover meal with my followers?" ' The owner will show you a large room upstairs that is furnished and ready. Prepare the food for us there." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%2014:12-15&amp;amp;version=NCV"&gt;Mark 14:12-15&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Notice who did the "preparing" here. Jesus reserved a large room and arranged for the guide to lead the disciples. Jesus made certain the room was furnished and the food set out. What did the disciples do? The faithfully complied and were fed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Shepherd prepared the table. Not only that, he dealt with the snakes. You'll remember that only one of the disciples didn't complete the meal that night. "The devil had already persuaded Judas Iscariot, the son of Simon, to turn against Jesus" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2013:2&amp;amp;version=NCV"&gt;John 13:2&lt;/a&gt;) Judas started to eat, but Jesus didn't let him finish. On the command of Jesus, Judas left the room. "'The thing that you will do--do it quickly'...Judas took the break Jesus gave him and immediately went out. It was night" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2013:27-30&amp;amp;version=NCV"&gt;John 13:27-30&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was something dynamic in this dismissal. Jesus prepared a table in the presence of the enemy. Judas was allowed to see the super, but he wasn't allowed to stay there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You aren't welcomed here. This table is for my children. You may tempt them. You may trip them. But you'll never sit with them. This is how much he loves us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if any doubt remains, lest there be any "Peters" who wonder if there is a place at the table for them, Jesus issues a tender reminder as he passes the cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Every one of you drink this." Those who feel unworthy, drink this. Those who feel ashamed, drink this. Those who feel embarrassed, drink this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our failures leave us mired down in guilt and shame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus calls you to come, not for a scolding, but to welcome you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus has prepared a place for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you, confront and process your shame and fear. Don't return to your sin. Don't continue in your sin either. I pray you may confront it and what it produces in your heart. And that you invited Jesus to be apart of changing you from the inside out. May you experience freedom from shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-9162616517390537736?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/9162616517390537736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=9162616517390537736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/9162616517390537736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/9162616517390537736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/03/confronting-shame.html' title='confronting shame'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-3175533867174557263</id><published>2010-03-16T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:15:43.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God has put the miraculous within our reach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late last week I bought 25 tickets to Acquire the Fire so that we can take our youth on April 16th &amp;amp; 17th. Normally a ticket to ATF usually costs nearly $50, but for the Sacramento (and Baltimore) destination they had them at a discounted price of $34 a ticket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God impressed upon my heart to ask &lt;a href="http://www.riversidewesleyanchurch.com"&gt;our church&lt;/a&gt; family to help with this cost and thus to allow students to go to this amazing event for little to no cost, or absolutely free. I shared with Pastor Mike how I was feeling God was leading me this way, and without reservation he supported me and allowed me to stand before our church family this past weekend and ask for their financial help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The total needed to pay for our 25 tickets was $850. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The total we've received is almost $300 above what I asked for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has put the miraculous within our reach. God wants our students at this event. Our church understands how important this opportunity is and the Lord is using them in a powerful way to make a great impact on their souls for eternity. Praise the Lord. Praise our heavenly Father. Praise our Savior and the Lover of our souls. Praise Jesus and Praise His Holy Name. Praise Him, praise Him, praise Him!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-3175533867174557263?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/3175533867174557263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=3175533867174557263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3175533867174557263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3175533867174557263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-has-put-miraculous-within-our-reach.html' title='God has put the miraculous within our reach'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1768724648664584356</id><published>2010-02-03T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:42:14.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a random blog about online articles</title><content type='html'>The sub plan left for me today while subbing at a local high school called for me to push play on a DVD player for a movie and collect relfection papers...so during my "prep" period I didn't have much to do to prepare for any of the other classes. Usually in situations like this I have a book handy, however I left today without one so turned to some online news articles to help pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found one from a writer on &lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/family-home/article/108729/americas-biggest-ripoffs"&gt;CNNmoney.com&lt;/a&gt; that talked about some of the things American's are paying way to much money for. The first two things on their list blew me away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know there is a 6,500% mark-up by cell phone carriers for text messages? Now, on my cell phone plan we have 3 phones and we pay a flat, extra, rate for all 3 of us to have unlimted text messages. Usually between the 3 of us, in a month we can send between 800-1200 text messages. For some of you, that seems like a lot, and for others of you (and you know who you are...) that's nothing! The article says that that it costs the cell phone companies 1/3 of 1 penny for each text message you send so whether you pay for an unlimted plan like we do, or you just simply pay-per-text, that's still a crazy, crazy profit margin for the cell phone companies. You do the math...I did, and that's some crazy profits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing this articles on CNNmoney.com said was that a medium bag of popcorn at the movie theater costs only 60 cents, but most places charge $6 for that sized bag. That's a 900% profit for them on their popcorn and most of their other snacks and here is the reason why...the theater owners claims that's the only place they can make a profit is with their food. Seriously? I pay how much to see a movie? And that's all at cost? Really...?!?!? I guess I'll show them and not buy all their expensive snack foods anymore...hahaha, ya right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great article I found today was on &lt;a href="http://www.forbes.com/2010/01/22/paris-london-travel-lifestyle-travel-tourism-new-york-top-ten-cities_slide_2.html?partner=yahootravel"&gt;Forbes.com&lt;/a&gt; and it was talking about some of the most beautiful and amazing cities in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Paris&lt;br /&gt;2. San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;3. Sydney&lt;br /&gt;4. Florence&lt;br /&gt;5. Cape Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also places like Vancover (Canada), Chicago, NYC, London, and Venice on their list as well. Now, I've been to a few of these places like SF and NYC. I've even been to London and Florence, but man, I'd love to jump onto my own little private jet with my wife and fly all over the world checking out these other beautiful cities. What other cities do you think should be on this list? What cities have you visited before that you found to be amazing and beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1768724648664584356?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1768724648664584356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1768724648664584356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1768724648664584356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1768724648664584356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-blog-about-online-articles.html' title='a random blog about online articles'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5920711721863819398</id><published>2009-12-30T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:50:23.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While looking back on this year I can honestly say its been one of the best years of my life. It hasn't been the easiest year either, but it has been great. I actually feel like I'm growing up and becoming an adult and as funny as that might sound to you, I kinda like it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In January I finished up nearly 3 years of serving at Yuba City Nazarene before my life changed forever. Yes, in February I was married to the love of my life and the months after that have been amazingly wonderful. We had a great honeymoon in Kauai and we've gone on trips to San Fran, Santa Cruz and Monterey. We've created lots of memories, and I've actually fallen more madly in love with her then when we first met. I subbed at local schools when I had the chance and spoke at camps and such this summer. In November I took a job as the Student Ministries Pastor at Riverside Wesleyan Church and we've both been really enjoying the last several weeks there and the change it has brought us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 100:3 says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“Know that the LORD is God. It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; In this Psalm David is reminding us that the Lord really is God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When you look back at 2009, have the things you’ve said and done reflect this truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God is our Creator but so many of us live like we are the creator, like we are the center of life. Having this attitude and heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;will only get us into trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. But when we realize that God created us AND WE LIVE LIKE A CREATION OF GOD…when we realize this and that God has given us all that we have, we will want to give to others as God has given to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Verse 4 of Ps. 100 says, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.” God alone is worthy of being worshipped. God alone is worthy of being the focus of your praise and thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What has your attitude towards worshiping, praising and thanking God been like this last year? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do you willing and joyfully come into God’s presence, or are you just going through the motions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is no substitute for the joy that can be found in God. And it is this God that deserves all of our praise and celebration. For celebration is at the heart of the way of Christ. He entered the world on a high note of joy: “I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; bring you good news of great joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;” said the angel in Luke 2:10 and He left the world giving his joy to the disciples: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“These things I have spoken to you that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;” (John 15:11). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Regardless of how you spent 2009, I want to encourage you on how to live your life in 2010…with the joy of the Lord. Let the joy of God produce in you energy. Let His joy make you strong. Don’t settle for second best this year. Make a decision to make a difference with your life this year. Don’t stop dreaming, but set goals that come from your dreams and honor these self-promises. Learn from your past experiences and work on making this next year of your life one where you choose to draw closer to the Lord and to understand His plan for your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5920711721863819398?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5920711721863819398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5920711721863819398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5920711721863819398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5920711721863819398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-of-2009.html' title='the best of 2009'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6541450346664829172</id><published>2009-12-13T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T08:03:56.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It's Nearly Christmas</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I celebrated my 28th birthday. It was a good birthday. I am little OCD so just being 28 is better then being 27 already. (Do you get why...???) I got lots of great gifts and have had some fun meals with family and friends. While home in Washington for Thanksgiving my mother and sister threw me a little surprise party and that was very special too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas, it's nearly Christmas people!!! Are you ready? We just started out shopping yesterday. Friday night we sat down and started making a list and setting a budget. Christmas is crazy. But here is what I noticed...that some places give you money back (or a gift card or a just a gift) when you buy from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get a present when I buy others presents? Am I the only one who feels a little guilty over that?? I mean, I am still going to use it for myself probably, but wow...how crazy is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And people out shopping are nuts. I know we all complain about this, so why is it that everyone out there is still rude and crazy and going a hundred-million miles per hour? Let's stop it people. Whether we go 5 m.p.h. through the parking lot, or 7...we'll get to the entrance/exit at the same time...settle down. And your question for the sales clerk can actually be answered after mine because I've been standing in line, waiting my turn, for 10 minutes now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think what I love about it being almost Christmas is the cards we get from people in the mail. We don't get a ton, but we do get some and we love them. The picture ones are my favorite because then I don't have to put a lot of effort into reading them. Melanie really wanted to do a picture Christmas card this year...and I sort of dragged my feet. Maybe next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already looking forward to January. Its the start to a new year. Again, my OCD will appreciate it being 2010 and not 2009. I'm looking forward to a teaching series at youth group we'll be starting and in January we will launch/re-launch a student leadership program for the youth as well. I love equipping students. I also want to try and write more. I've been working on a kids book this year and I want to finish at least 2 of them and get someone to illustrate them and maybe try and get them published. I also want to become a pro on my MacBook Pro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nearly Christmas and I'm already looking forward to next year. Focus. I don't want to miss anything this year at Christmas. This year I get to start a new tradition: its my first year of being married at Christmas, and I am thinking that this Christmas will be extra special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6541450346664829172?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6541450346664829172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6541450346664829172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6541450346664829172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6541450346664829172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-nearly-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s Nearly Christmas'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-70161842223534600</id><published>2009-11-11T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:28:56.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankfulness'/><title type='text'>the thankfulness initiative</title><content type='html'>A few days back I was getting caught up with everyone's updates on FaceBook and since it's November I saw a few different people posting things they were thankful for. It made me think about that whole idea of being thankful for what I do have in my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be the first to admit that there are times when I don't act very thankful. And yes, there are times where I don't feel like I have much to be thankful for. In fact, I am sure during those times I could even convince most people that my circumstances do not merit a lot of thankfulness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for me, whether I am in a good place and can see those things I am thankful for clearly, or its one of those days, or weeks, or months were seeing things that way are hard, I think that regardless its probably good to be intentional about being thankful. Whether its easy or hard, I think we should purpose to seek out and remember the things we are thankful for. Now that's easier said, then done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ye&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sterday I thought I would start sharing through FaceBook one thing, each day, that I am thankful for&lt;/span&gt;. Not every day is going to be great. Some days will be awesome. Regardless, I want to choose to be intentional about being thankful for something each day. Will you join me for the rest of this month for this thankfulness initiative? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is what I think is going to happen...I think we're going to develop our hearts and character in a new way, in a &lt;i&gt;good &lt;/i&gt;way. I think it should help us to learn to be more patient in trials and more persistent when things get difficult. If we are successful with this initiative we are going to develop some serious muscles of thanks. Now that may sound a little corny to you, but I think being, and feeling and acting more thankful is something most of us will admit that we need. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Since we are receiving a Kingdom that is unshakable, let us be thankful and please God by worshiping him with holy fear and awe.&lt;/i&gt;" [&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%2012:28&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;Hebrews 12:28&lt;/a&gt;] God has given us each so much, so do you see how thankful we must be? Will you join me this month, for this thankfulness initiative and purpose in your life each day to identify at least one thing that you are thankful for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow me each day on Facebook [&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/nickolasemery"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/nickolasemery&lt;/a&gt;] to see what I post as the thing I've recognized that I am thankful for that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-70161842223534600?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/70161842223534600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=70161842223534600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/70161842223534600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/70161842223534600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankfulness-initiative.html' title='the thankfulness initiative'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-21376645356210626</id><published>2009-11-07T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:42:22.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Doesn't Waste Pain</title><content type='html'>On April 13th, 2009 I wrote this in my journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last Thursday afternoon I came home feeling discouraged. Feeling forgotten. And really feeling like nothing was ever going to change. I was on the verge of tears. I wanted to cry as I drove up to my house. I sat in my car in the my parking place at home holding back my emotions. And then, as I walked into my house I was nearly in tears as well. I just walked in and sat down on the couch next to my wife. She knew instantly I was hurting, that something was wrong. I questioned whether sharing my continued frustration and hurt about where I was at in life and ministry truly mattered any more...and of coarse it did...it mattered to hear, and keeping it in was only going to hurt me. So, once again, I shared my feelings of discouragement, of feeling forgotten and my fear that I was never going to be a "pastor" again. From the pit of my hurting heart came this thought: God, I obeyed You!!! I did what You asked. I followed your promptings and left my place of ministry and moved. I obeyed You Lord, without reservation, I followed Your leading in my life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back on this journal entry and I see my brutal honesty. I wish I could say that since last December this was the only time my feelings and fears overtook me. I wish. I don't know how many times my heart would be sad, not for the hurting of this world...not for the people who need Jesus...but for myself. I'd turn to my wife, or a family member, or a friend and puke out all these selfish emotions. And time and time again my wife and family and friends would listen to me, love me and point me to Jesus. I'd refocus my attention on Him. Ask Him to forgive my selfishness and my heart pure before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently, almost to the year, the Lord provided me with an amazing opportunity to serve at &lt;a href="http://www.riversidewesleyanchurch.com/"&gt;Riverside Wesleyan Church&lt;/a&gt;, here in Sacramento, as the Student Ministries Pastor. We are so excited. And throughout this last week I've re-read some of the things I've written in my journals, or in e-mails to friends, and even on this vary blog...and that was some sad stuff. It was a tough spot to be in. But I wasn't alone in it. There were people who I thought cared about me and my future in ministry and they never once called or wrote or anything. But God gave me an amazing wife, my biggest fan...and incredibly dedicated family who cheered me on through it all and the Lord revealed to me true friendships and partnerships in ministry that I know now will last a life time. God used this time to strengthen my relationship with Him, and with my wife. I got her undivided attention and she got mine. It wasn't shared with an already busy or full schedule of ministry or anything else. My love for my best friend was deepened during this time. My thirst to know the Word of God and my passion to share that with others grew as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking into a new place of ministry with a deeper sense of God's calling on my life, and with a new belief in His calling for my wife and I as we partner in ministry at Riverside. The core group of students is amazing and the youth staff is top-notch. I'm walking into a great place. The church is experiencing His power and grace in some amazing ways and we know this is a place where it's already starting to feel like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of your prayers. God used them in my life in a mighty way. God wants to do amazing things in and through our lives. Continue to be available to be used by Him and when you come across a guy like me, like where I've been this past year...don't pass by, grab their hand, and point them to Jesus and keep running straight towards the Father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-21376645356210626?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/21376645356210626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=21376645356210626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/21376645356210626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/21376645356210626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-doesnt-waste-pain.html' title='God Doesn&apos;t Waste Pain'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-190910959787563482</id><published>2009-09-19T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:52:13.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a "calling"</title><content type='html'>I could almost start a blog just for, or even write a book, about this very subject. This morning I woke up pretty early for a Saturday. Showered and shaved. Put on a clean shirt and headed out for coffee at Starbucks. I was meeting a pastor at 7:30am, his church is looking for a pastor to minister to the young families of their church and community. I've been searching for "what's next" for me/us in ministry since last November 2008. I haven't been "pastoring" at church since February of 2009. There have been many resumes and phone calls and interviews. This whole journey has left me thinking about my calling in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to place several years ago, entering my senior year of college, ready to graduated with degree in Social Science for teachers, with dreams of teaching, coaching football and serving in lay ministry at the church. God captured my heart. He changed my direction, my focus and my dream. I knew that if I did anything else then pursue full-time ministry, I would be disobedient to God's plan for my life now. It was a powerful, life-changing encounter for me with the Lord. I was young, and felt His calling on my life into "vocational" ministry. It was gonna change a lot of things for me, but I embraced it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been following that "calling" ever since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the Lord changed our plans for Melanie to move to Yuba City, to join me there and for us to do ministry there. It wasn't our dream. It wasn't our plan. It did change, and much like my experience to pursue full-time, vocational ministry, was this change in direction from God. One, I did not want to disobey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's left me without a job, a place in ministry and really, vocational ministry since February. People define the word ministry a lot of different ways. I believe the way with live out our lives before God and others should be a ministry that impacts others, points them to Jesus and makes a difference for the Kingdom of God. I believe whether you are a doctor, a teacher, a garbage truck driver...or a pastor, as a follower of Christ, we are to be doing our "job" and looking for ways to minister to people and needs all around us. But for me, it goes back to a calling...a calling to pastor, to shepherd people. (When I talk about job, and ministry, for this purpose in this blog...it's about me, as a pastor, as my job and work, etc...it's hard to describe with only a few words, so don't get stuck on some of those terms/churchy words right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was "good" at it too. Not because I'm some cocky jerk, but because people again and again, have shared how their lives have changed. Because I see people heading one way in life, and then the change. So maybe, I have become prideful. Maybe I have become too confident. But to throw out a church term: I've seen the fruit of the ministry I've been apart of and people have confirmed in me my calling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why haven't I been able to find a ministry role at another church. We haven't told a lot of people this, but we've applied at a lot of churches, up and down the West Coast...and nothing. It left me feeling a lot of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Maybe I'm not as "good" at my "job" as I thought, or was lead to believe...&lt;br /&gt;2. Maybe I totally got that calling thing wrong...&lt;br /&gt;3. Maybe I've done something wrong...&lt;br /&gt;4. Maybe I am too prideful and desire position/status as a church leader, and I'm not an available and humble servant of the Lord...&lt;br /&gt;5. Maybe I am just suppose to focus on being a new husband...&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe the Lord is preparing me/us for something new and different...&lt;br /&gt;7. Maybe, after months and dozens and dozens of applications, the right church and place for us truly hasn't come up yet...&lt;br /&gt;8. Maybe God is preparing us for 'doing' ministry completely differently then we've been doing it...&lt;br /&gt;9. Maybe I should go back to school, or seminary...&lt;br /&gt;10. Maybe I should...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can be tricky. Sometimes, I've let my feelings dictate my impressions of, and from, the Lord. That's why they can be tricky. Because God isn't a just a feeling, or apparent in just my emotional state. I know I've been called by God. I believe each person has a calling on their life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I feel most alive sharing God's truth. I know I love being a pastor. In the last few months I've subbed at locals schools, worked in an office, traveled around and spoke at camps, churches and events...and doesn't compare to being a pastor. That is my calling. But do I have to be at a church that pays me for it, or gives me the title at least in order to 'feel' obedient to that calling? My initial response is: No, no I don't...but now that I am not paid by a church to pastor, and now that I don't have that title at a church, even as a volunteer...I still believe my answer should be no, but its hard truly feeling that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know right now is I am extremely grateful to be working. It's not at a church, and I'm not pastoring. But I am involved in a church and I don't have a title or major role in things. Where I am working there are lots of opportunities to be an encourager and to serve others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wonder with this whole "calling" thing is this: do I need to exercise more patience until that next ministry role comes along, or, do I need to be more open to a change in my calling/work/ministry? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can answer that question for me. Sure, the Lord could use a prophetic experience to reveal the next thing to me. But I also know, that the answer I seek about walking in my calling, will only come, from God Himself. The pastor I had coffee with this morning, he probably doesn't know...the different people in my family, they have their opinions, but the probably don't know either. God does. I trust in that. And, I'm counting on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know it. I want to experience it. So to know it, to experience it, I'm going to have to truly press into the Lord right now and spend more time with Him and in His Word and prayer then before. He has the answer to my questions, to my feelings...to my doubts and insecurities. Because the more I process "what's next" and my calling in life, the more I hear the Holy Spirit remind me of this truth found in God's word: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jeremiah%2029&amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you," declares the LORD...&lt;/span&gt; [Jer. 29:13-14a]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-190910959787563482?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/190910959787563482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=190910959787563482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/190910959787563482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/190910959787563482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/09/calling.html' title='a &quot;calling&quot;'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8853281509834814795</id><published>2009-08-18T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:09:59.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am His &amp; He is Mine</title><content type='html'>Nothing compares to the promise of being yours Lord, of being Your beloved. I WORSHIP YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can even compare to the love the Father has for His beloved. I WORSHIP YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares to the strength of the Comforter because He cares so much for His beloved. I WORSHIP YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God I worship is a loving Father, a strong shelter, a place of great comfort and a source of eternal hope. The God I worship is abundant in His love for us. And, the God I worship is faithful and brings complete peace to our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8853281509834814795?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8853281509834814795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8853281509834814795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8853281509834814795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8853281509834814795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFSBazQExY4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8400502602361474409?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8400502602361474409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8400502602361474409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8400502602361474409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8400502602361474409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/08/ice-cream-man.html' title='the ice cream man'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-9004593230886905520</id><published>2009-08-04T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:40:58.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of control....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePNWCniwgfo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePNWCniwgfo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I don't put scantily-clad women on my blog, but this one, she's a real dancing fool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-9004593230886905520?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1484530277939940486</id><published>2009-07-12T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:05:59.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>95959</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNICKE%7E1.EME%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  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	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Heading out to the 95959 tomorrow, yo-diggity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll admit that is pretty corny, especially the "yo-diggity" part, but this next week I will speaking at Diamond Arrow Camp in Nevada City for the Church of God junior summer camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stoaked. I really haven't taught or spoke anywhere since my last day at the Naz the 1st of February. Plus, its a camp my youth pastor friend Adam directs and such so it will be good to see him and experience camp life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus of camp will be our identity in Christ and the key verse is 2 Corinthians 5:17, "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!"&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNICKE%7E1.EME%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Monday night is the first time I will speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday: &lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;"  Looking at who each of us really are.  This is to set up the rest of the week and my message that night is: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Truth about Who We Are&lt;/span&gt;. (John 1:12, Rom. 6:1-2, 1 Peter 2:11, 2 Timothy 1:7, and Hebrews 4:16)&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNICKE%7E1.EME%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Myriad; 	panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-format:other; 	mso-font-pitch:auto; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday's Focus:&lt;/span&gt;  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Chosen&lt;/span&gt;" [“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ…”] That morning I will share the story of Zacchaeus and that night my message is: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Belong to God&lt;/span&gt;. (Luke 19:1-10, Rom. 8:35, 38-39, and 1 Peter 2:9-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday's Focus:&lt;/span&gt;  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Valued&lt;/span&gt;" [“…he is a new Creation…”] That morning I will share the story of the sick woman and that night my message is: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Recognizing my Value&lt;/span&gt;. (Mark 5:24-34, Ps. 139:13, Luke 12:7, and John 14:2-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday: &lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am Redeemed&lt;/span&gt;" [“…the old has gone, the new has come!”] This is my last morning at camp and that morning I will share the story of Nicodemus and that night my message is: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I Trust God?&lt;/span&gt; (John 3:1-21, Ps. 145:8, Matthew 10:30, 1 Timothy 6:17b, Jeremiah 29:11, Ps. 86:5, Matthew 11:28-29, and Romans 5:8)&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CNICKE%7E1.EME%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Calibri; 	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Myriad; 	panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-format:other; 	mso-font-pitch:auto; 	mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you pray each day about the specific focus?&lt;/span&gt; I've included some of the scripture for you to read and pray through as well. These kids will be younger, but I totally believe that God wants them to know He has chosen them, that He values them and that He has redeemed them. So please, please be praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have a few other things for you to be praying for too. Melanie is going to only be there with me the first night, so be praying for her as she travels back to Sacramento Tuesday morning by herself. Now this may seem a little silly, but this will be the first time we are apart from eachother over night, so just pray for us both about that. Be in prayer about a job for me. I have a few applications and such out now at a few churches and I've also applied for a few jobs at the school district too. Bottom line: I need a job, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1484530277939940486?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1484530277939940486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1484530277939940486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1484530277939940486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1484530277939940486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/07/95959.html' title='95959'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4771328746840375837</id><published>2009-07-07T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:09:36.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoodsport Washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>remember when...?</title><content type='html'>The 4th of July brings back so many memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/photo.php?pid=493538&amp;amp;id=1343147882&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPeMoR4ELI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cyn24xHzTbE/s400/fireworks+image+%28for+blog%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355868690425843890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a small town in Washington State on the Olympic Peninsula. The 4th of July was the one time each year are sleepy little town boomed with people. There was always a rush of visitors each weekend during the summer visiting their cabins and vacation homes, or hikers enjoying the Olympic National Forrest, or people out boating on the numerous lakes or even the beautiful Hood Canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the 4th of July was different. I looked forward to each year. There was always a small parade, numerous street vendors, tons of things to do and yes, fireworks. I loved it. Each year the parade had a theme and you could enter the parade and dress up somehow, just hoping to earn a trophy. Smokey the Bear was always there and if all else failed, I could always walk the parade with a group from church or ride on top of the fire engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept every trophy I won.&lt;br /&gt;I considered myself a local parade-winning legend too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The street vendors were my favorite parts. Cotton Candy, Elephant Ears...the theme t-shirts for that years celebration...stuff animals and a variety of over-priced toys were all my disposal. And of coarse, I could walk it all, twice a day and still ask to go back one more time. My poor parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year in Hoodsport there was fireworks over Hood Canal and it was beautiful. Kids like me who had parents in the local fire department got to sit on the fire trucks each year to watch the show. It was pretty handy for our parents; it kept us safe, out of there way and well, we loved it. Sitting on fire hoses is never comfy, but we never cared. We'd wave at friends down below and sit up there like princes and princesses, thinking we owned the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, every year we'd go to our friends house on the Canal, Vern &amp;amp; Sue (I grew up calling Vern "Turkey" because they owned a turkey ranch in Southern California). We'd shoot off little bottle rockets and those crazy little "fireless" fire works you can get. Of coarse my dad or Vern, or another adult would pull out some bigger fireworks they had bought on the Indian Reservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year this tradition was pretty much the same. The people changed and sometimes it actually rained, but the parade and vendors and fireworks always went on. Eventually I got too old for walking in the parade and I only wanted to go down to the street vendors with my buddies so we could check out girls, not the toys. There was a whole new generation of kids whose parents were in the fire department and they now sit on top of the fire trucks. In fact, the last couple years of high school I was in the fire deptarment and the 4th of July weekend kept us busy with helping people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 4th of July away from home, away from Hoodsport, was when I was 19 in July 2001. I was actually in Greece with friends from high school enjoying a trip that was a grad gift from my parents. And by second year in college I never went back to Hoodsport for the summers and I started to find out really how hot the 4th of July got in Redding, CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, on the 4th of July, along the bluffs of Santa Cruz close to the Boardwalk is where I asked Melanie to be my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPimMJItwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/2Y2zjMLHc48/s1600-h/nickandmel7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPimMJItwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/2Y2zjMLHc48/s400/nickandmel7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355873527596103426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPimVsZqII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ku8XXIarycw/s1600-h/nickandmel9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPimVsZqII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ku8XXIarycw/s400/nickandmel9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355873530159933570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPimzhXJyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PksSBn2zSd8/s1600-h/nickandmel12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPimzhXJyI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PksSBn2zSd8/s400/nickandmel12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355873538166695714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year, was my first 4th of July married. As great as some of those memories are of 4th's past...making new memories now with Melanie is the best. And guess what, we started it with a parade, enjoyed a great lunch with family, saw a great movie and finished it up with some awesome fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the past, the memories...good or bad. But stay there, in the midst of a memory. And, don't try and to repeat that past experience. Look to make new ones...ones you can look back and say, "remember when..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4771328746840375837?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4771328746840375837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4771328746840375837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4771328746840375837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4771328746840375837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-when.html' title='remember when...?'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SlPeMoR4ELI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cyn24xHzTbE/s72-c/fireworks+image+%28for+blog%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7210169643558418853</id><published>2009-07-01T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:28:28.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 15'/><title type='text'>A Continual Connection</title><content type='html'>I don't usually do this, but I wanted to open up this blog with a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God our love for you must be sincere, so help us Lord to never be lacking, but to keep in step with you Lord. God may we connect ourselves with You so that we might be one with You, in tune with your Spirit, walking in Your promises for our lives. I pray Lord that we might live to please You and You alone. So today, reveal Your truth to us Father, show us Lord through your Word, what it means to live a life that honors You. In the power of Your name I come against the walls that we’ve placed in our lives that may keep us from hearing You. Speak to us Lord so that we may hear Your voice speaking Your truth about how we must live to honor You. In your name, amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great man of God and communicator of the message of God, A.W. Tozier, was quoted as saying: “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deep inside every man there is a private sanctum where dwells the mysterious essence of his being. Man is derived from God and dependent every moment upon his creative fiat for his continued existence.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts leave me with a few questions, like how do we make the actions of our heart honor the Lord? How does man stay dependent upon the Lord every moment of his existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked through my questions, I came across &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2015;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;Psalm 15&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LORD, who may dwell in your sanctuary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       Who may live on your holy hill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He whose walk is blameless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and who does what is righteous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       who speaks the truth from his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and has no slander on his tongue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       who does his neighbor no wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and casts no slur on his fellowman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; who despises a vile man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       but honors those who fear the LORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       who keeps his oath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       even when it hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; who lends his money without usury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and does not accept a bribe against the innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       He who does these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       will never be shaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David wants that continued existence with the Lord. And God reveals that he must walk straight, act right and tell truth. In order to honor the Lord, to be continual in step with the Spirit of God, we must never hurt others or cast a bunch of blame on them. That's tough, eh? No gossip. Turning your check. Serving those who will never say thank you and will probably always expect it. God's saying that we'll find that continued to connection with (one our very being craves) is when we find ourselves living a bold life of faith and love. Psalm 15 shares that we must operate in truth, and too keep our word no matter the cost. And we are left with a promise for this chosen lifestyle: He will be honored and we'll be connected with Him in a powerful, continual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you struggling with "feeling" God in your life and choices and actions? Does He seem distant, or silent? Well, here is another question then: do you want to walk out the call to honor God with your life and experience continual existence with your Heavenly Father? What are you doing about your connection with Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose it in your heart to experience God more. We can experience the Lord through prayer, or music and worship. Even through others like a leader at church or a pastor. We can also experience and draw closer to the Lord through being committed to reading the Word of God, or by spending time alone with Him, and we even experience the Lord through miracles. Say you only pray quietly to yourself, well choose this week to begin to pray out loud, by yourself. Then eventually choose to pray with someone. You'll be focused on Him, and connection with Him and you'll do it more, and more while growing and going deeper in the spiritual discipline. That same process can be applied to any of those ways you can experience the Lord. Wherever you are, purpose to grow in it and do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to know that it's all about Him, not about us. If we get to the point where we are so anxious to experience a connection with God that we forget the truth about who He is, then we miss the point.  God has so created us to desire a continual connection with Him so that He can be worshiped either by us or by those around us.  If I just seek God's so I can be a better person, I have the wrong motive.  If I ask God so that I can give something to the body of Christ and to the world, then I am seeking the right thing for the right reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will you take more time to experience the Lord? And what will you have to sacrifice in order to accomplish this? Will something have to be silenced, or put on hold or simply destroyed? Do you desire a continual connection the Lord? I know your soul does...and I know your Creator does as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7210169643558418853?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/7210169643558418853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=7210169643558418853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7210169643558418853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7210169643558418853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/07/continual-connection.html' title='A Continual Connection'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6895058629193984590</id><published>2009-06-23T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:41:26.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Camp Photo Recap</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the photo's from CBC Family Camp 2009 that Melanie was able to snag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7lQq5A-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/YOJ9IdwgQKo/s1600-h/Sunset+Vow+Renewal+%40+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7lQq5A-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/YOJ9IdwgQKo/s400/Sunset+Vow+Renewal+%40+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623343608923106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4 years ago Shawn &amp;amp; Melissa got married and 2 years ago they became Christians. They wanted to now, during Family Camp at Meek's Bay, wanted to renew their vows. Before the ceremony started Curt had the men come and pray over Shawn and the ladies prayed over Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7lC0x0XI/AAAAAAAAAZc/rAGerrMz7Xo/s1600-h/Sunset+%40+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7lC0x0XI/AAAAAAAAAZc/rAGerrMz7Xo/s400/Sunset+%40+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623339892298098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7k3Gkb4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/9Nxg4nbng5A/s1600-h/shari+t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7k3Gkb4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/9Nxg4nbng5A/s400/shari+t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623336745693058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This smiling lady is our friend Shari...she's pretty amazing. We probably wouldn't have been at Family Camp this year if she didn't share her cabin rental with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7c2HE8MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/lZmdPS6yltY/s1600-h/Nickolas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7c2HE8MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/lZmdPS6yltY/s400/Nickolas1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623199040434370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture of my mug before our boat ran out of gas and we floated out to the middle of Lake Tahoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7c0Am3CI/AAAAAAAAAZE/N5O8oKDX0Z8/s1600-h/nick+with+baby+avery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7c0Am3CI/AAAAAAAAAZE/N5O8oKDX0Z8/s400/nick+with+baby+avery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623198476426274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The CBC Church Family has had a lot of new babies lately. I got to hold this cutie for a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7csCHM_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/zaaRlRF2PiI/s1600-h/Nick+%26+Melanie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7csCHM_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/zaaRlRF2PiI/s400/Nick+%26+Melanie+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623196335256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7cbB-bkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TOqZzGKvccg/s1600-h/Nick+%26+Melanie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7cbB-bkI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TOqZzGKvccg/s400/Nick+%26+Melanie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623191771278914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7cYeJsLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iaTMaBsXZe4/s1600-h/Nick+%26+Melanie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7cYeJsLI/AAAAAAAAAYs/iaTMaBsXZe4/s400/Nick+%26+Melanie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350623191084150962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NmV9q-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/rugeZ-LdA90/s1600-h/Nick+%26+Mel+at+sunset+on+Meek%27s+Bay_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NmV9q-I/AAAAAAAAAYk/rugeZ-LdA90/s400/Nick+%26+Mel+at+sunset+on+Meek%27s+Bay_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622937109867490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NrUwe0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/_ORrInIvpuI/s1600-h/Nick+%26+Mel+at+sunset+on+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NrUwe0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/_ORrInIvpuI/s400/Nick+%26+Mel+at+sunset+on+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622938446986050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NXNI33I/AAAAAAAAAYU/_lSVWqwi_hU/s1600-h/Larry+%26+Andre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NXNI33I/AAAAAAAAAYU/_lSVWqwi_hU/s400/Larry+%26+Andre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622933046321010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Larry, one of the church deacons and his grandson Andre. Larry is married to Shari's sister and we all stayed in the same cabin. Andre became my little buddy and he won every game of "Guess Who?" that we played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NMUAnfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/emqLVrSW3Nw/s1600-h/kristy,+bell,+%26+jon+on+the+boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7NMUAnfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/emqLVrSW3Nw/s400/kristy,+bell,+%26+jon+on+the+boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622930122350066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our friend Kristy and her daughter Bell, and then that's Jon hanging in the background...all 3 of them are pretty silly people...they helped make getting stranded on the lake a little more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7MwM-04I/AAAAAAAAAYE/m4Iw2XMWTr0/s1600-h/Katy+%26+Melanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7MwM-04I/AAAAAAAAAYE/m4Iw2XMWTr0/s400/Katy+%26+Melanie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622922576679810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mel and her BFF Katy on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7CUfKYWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/VEDW1Ub2UbE/s1600-h/just+katy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7CUfKYWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/VEDW1Ub2UbE/s400/just+katy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622743338049890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katy hanging out in a tepee...and she's not even Native American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7COhH2KI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LHJEk3rAm2A/s1600-h/GQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7COhH2KI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LHJEk3rAm2A/s400/GQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622741735659682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so GQ...hahaha, or just all smiles (cause my Melanie is holding the camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7B9bNOgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1xWVOIb1Hjk/s1600-h/Gayle+%26+Diane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7B9bNOgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1xWVOIb1Hjk/s400/Gayle+%26+Diane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622737147443714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shari's sisters...on the left is Diane and on the right is Gayle (Larry's wife).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7BRn2TNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IRaBJE7uzUw/s1600-h/gary+%26+mary+ann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7BRn2TNI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IRaBJE7uzUw/s400/gary+%26+mary+ann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622725389307090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Katy's mom and dad, Mary Ann &amp;amp; Gary...I love these guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7BVfRsEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cF8Gc7R9hgA/s1600-h/freaky+Beccy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7BVfRsEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/cF8Gc7R9hgA/s400/freaky+Beccy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622726427095106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Pastor Curt's wife...she's gonna love that I have this picture up...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6xfboQjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LzbaulTyOXQ/s1600-h/family+camp+worship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6xfboQjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LzbaulTyOXQ/s400/family+camp+worship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622454218244658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gathering spot for our group times each day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6xHy7IfI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ufb2l3bCY9E/s1600-h/curt+on+baptism+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6xHy7IfI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ufb2l3bCY9E/s400/curt+on+baptism+day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622447873499634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pastor Curt preping us for baptism's in Lake Tahoe @ Meek's Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6w7fh8SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P-eU6wzo7DI/s1600-h/curt+dunking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6w7fh8SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/P-eU6wzo7DI/s400/curt+dunking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622444570931490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6wk6PuqI/AAAAAAAAAW8/T1dLbM_A4bI/s1600-h/card+playing+freak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6wk6PuqI/AAAAAAAAAW8/T1dLbM_A4bI/s400/card+playing+freak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622438508968610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Card playing sharks everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6waHqWsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/l9gb_m4wKak/s1600-h/ali+%26+brittany+playing+cards...or+something.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE6waHqWsI/AAAAAAAAAW0/l9gb_m4wKak/s400/ali+%26+brittany+playing+cards...or+something.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350622435612449474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6895058629193984590?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6895058629193984590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6895058629193984590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6895058629193984590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6895058629193984590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-camp-photo-recap.html' title='Family Camp Photo Recap'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SkE7lQq5A-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/YOJ9IdwgQKo/s72-c/Sunset+Vow+Renewal+%40+Meek%27s+Bay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-275874654402602815</id><published>2009-06-09T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:23:04.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romans 14'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John 13'/><title type='text'>waking up to love</title><content type='html'>I woke up in the middle of night, facing towards my wife who was fast asleep. Saturday, June 6th made it 4 months to the day, of being married. There are times when it feels like we've been married much longer then that. Not in a bad way, we both are sometimes surprised that it's only been 4 months, but its been an amazing 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I woke up and saw my wife comfortably sleeping, I reached over and put my hand on hers. And I got that feeling again...that surreal, amazing feeling that yes, I am actually married and to this amazing woman. As I sat there holding her hand my mind flickered through past years events - memories and images came rushing at me as I began to recall the moment I knew we were going to get married, or the time I did ask her to be wife, and the first time I saw her on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at church we took communion. We've been going through the book of Romans and this Sunday we were at chapter 14 were our pastor challenged us with this: Our devotion to God is debatable until it can be seen in our love towards others. It's challenging to always show love and to have a genuine heart of love for others. There are tons of people who are easy to love of coarse, and some, that aren't so easy. As we began to think about the love of God for us, for all of us, as we prepared for communion, the pastor read from John 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2013;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was just before the Passover Feast. Jesus knew that the time had come for him to leave this world and go to the Father. Having loved his own who were in the world, he now showed them the full extent of his love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My mind quickly recalled the events that unfolds in chapter 13...&lt;br /&gt;...Jesus washes His disciples feet&lt;br /&gt;...Jesus tells them He will be betrayed&lt;br /&gt;...Jesus tells Peter that he will deny Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John, while influenced by God as he writes, is recalling an actual event he witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder as John wrote, if he too, like I was last night when I woke up, flooded with images and memories of his time with the Lord. Imagine the powerful beauty of experiencing what he writes about in chapter 13, Jesus Christ showing the full extent of His love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine experiencing that. Imaging reliving that and remembering that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after I woke up this morning one of my first thoughts was about remembering God's great love for me. One of next thoughts was wanting to remember the times where God has shown the extent of His love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reminder: the Cross. Second reminder: experiencing His grace...and I could continue. I could continue to write and share how I've experienced the full extent of God's love. Sunday morning, someone wanted to be anonymous and sent an envelope up to Melanie and I after church with gift cards to the grocery store we go to. Somehow, we been making it while I've been looking for another ministry position. Well not "somehow"...but with "SOMEONE" we've been making it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 14 was a reminder for me of my calling as a follower of Christ to be a man who chooses to communicate the love message of God to others regardless. Regardless. And Jesus primed my love showing pump using someone else's desire to show us love, regardless of the credit or recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I laid in my bed last night, holding my wife's hand as she slept, I was reminded of her deep love for me. Nearly every image and memory I recalled embodied the challenge of Jesus himself: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2013:34-35;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because of my wife, I know I am loved and I know of the love God has for me. Because of Jesus Christ, I too, know that my devotion to Him will be debated upon by others until it can be seen by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my wife, or my family, or my friends to debate whether God truly loves them because I myself am not willing to 'be love' to them. I desire to love and communicate love towards others regardless of how messy it may be sometimes, and regardless of how many times I have to swallow my own pride. I can't stop thinking back to the disciple, John, and I think back to Him writing this part of the story. He already knew the outcome. The disciples in John 13 were confused at the time by what Jesus was saying and doing, but the saw the outcome. They saw the full extent of His love and then, John came back to do what he was commanded, and that was to communicate that love message. I bet as he remembered those powerful moments with Jesus He too was overwhelmed by His Saviors desire to serve and love others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to love others, because He choose to love me. And I have a great example and constant memory in my life, my wife. I go to sleep next to her every night and I wake up next to her every morning. As surreal as it feels sometimes, its such a beautiful picture and powerful example to me to always communicate my love for her that Christ has woven into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you choose to remember love?&lt;br /&gt;How will you choose to respond to love?&lt;br /&gt;And, how will you choose to act in love towards others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2013:34-35;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-275874654402602815?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/275874654402602815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=275874654402602815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/275874654402602815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/275874654402602815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-woke-up-in-middle-of-night-facing.html' title='waking up to love'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5515946050181196967</id><published>2009-05-23T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:20:38.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the making of a great day</title><content type='html'>I've had a great day today. And many things have helped to make it that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in...&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a fresh cup of coffee with my wife...&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the future...&lt;br /&gt;An afternoon outside...&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;The fresh, May afternoon breeze...&lt;br /&gt;Writing a blog...&lt;br /&gt;And, knowing I have a quiet evening ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some people, some of the things I listed that have made my day great would not be things that would have made up a great day for them. Regardless, it's about making it...about doing and making choices that help grow greatness into your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a horrible day? And then at some point you experience something that begins to change it from being bad, to good...to even great? Maybe someone did something nice for you, or you got some unexpected surprise that changed everything. Ever had one of those so-so days? Where nothing seems exciting, nothing seems entertaining? And all you do is long for something to make it different, dare I say great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are days that will always be boring, and days that go badly if we don't make the choice to make them great. Sounds almost silly to wake up each day and say, "I'm gonna choose to make this day great." But, I think that in the moment of potential bad, or grief, or pain or boredom...we have to remember, especially at those times, is to start making choices that affect the bad, or the pain, so that it doesn't stay that way, and, so that it can become better or even great.&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20118:24-25;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt; This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. O LORD, save us; O LORD, grant us success&lt;/a&gt;. [Ps. 118:24-25] Be glad? Be? It's a choice...it's our choice to be glad, to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say this phrase all the time, "have a good day." We only attach the word great to the phrase when we've really experienced some great stuff. And sometimes, we think that its the chance to sleep in, or day-dreaming, or ice cream that makes our reality great. But is that true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school I went to a football camp at a college where the head coach there had this amazing philosophy that for that last 12 years has had a profound affect on my life. I was going to be a freshman in high school when I first went to Coach Frosty's football camp and on our first night at camp, Frosty shared with 800 plus high school guys that attitude is everything and that our choices determine our destiny. Coach Frosty then said "people don't just have good days, it's a choice, one they have to make." Wait, I have a choice? My attitude, regardless the situation that I face, its my attitude and choice to respond to the situation that truly matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too wanted to make my reality great in all I do, and in all I say. And beyond changing a phrase, this guy said I needed to change my heart. In front of several hundred people he flat out said that he doesn't know anyone who can make their day great without God. It was as if all of a sudden my passion for God and my love for playing football surged together as I heard this football coach encourage me as a young guy, who was questioning my faith, to truly be a light of greatness to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, apart of Christ, the sleeping in or sharing a fresh cup of coffee with my wife...an afternoon outside with ice cream, relaxing and experiencing the fresh, May afternoon breeze cannot be great. It's in knowing Christ that makes all things better...that makes all things great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the love of God is greatness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:5-6;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, we don't know where you are going, so how can we know the way? Jesus answered, I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [John 14:5-6]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that He has plans for you, great plans for you is amazing great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll show up and take care of you as I promised and bring you back home. I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for. When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I'll listen. When you come looking for me, you'll find me. Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I'll make sure you won't be disappointed." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-style: italic;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'s Decree. "I'll turn things around for you. I'll bring you back..&lt;/span&gt;. [&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jeremiah%2029;&amp;amp;version=65;"&gt;Jeremiah 29&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't just changing the greeting on my cell phone. It wasn't just changing the the way I said goodbye to people. It was about my heart realizing that one great attitude can truly breed another great attitude, and hopefully in someone else. It was about embracing God with all that I had, with all that I am...so that, regardless of a current condition or popular fade, I would know my Savior and the greatness of living for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my heart for others. I want them to know the greatness of the love of God. I want them to know the greatness of His plans for their lives. It's a passion of mine to see people fall madly in love with Jesus and for them to find great ways to show the power and grace of God. I want to see people commit to great prayer lives. My dream and goal is to raise up leaders and believers who know their value and greatness of God and to know who great they are to the Lord and to then, will take that and share it with the world. Making their greatness evident. Catching on fire with a desire to make choices of surrender to God and serving Him on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to choose to make it a great day. Make it great by committing yourself to God and His way's for your life. Make it great by surrendering your dreams and passions to the power of God and His passion for your life. Choose to make today great regardless of what mess you find yourself in. Be the leader out of the mess, and if you've created the mess...repent of it and invite our gracious Father to the mess, to allow His great love and mercy to truly fix it all, so that His greatness and power will be evident to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a great day by inviting God into your life, into your heart, and then make it great by maintaining that connection with Him. Connect with Him through the Word. Through prayer. Connect with Him through music and His creation. Sleeping in, cups of fresh coffee, dreaming about the future, an afternoon outside and yes, even ice cream...they will all be that much greater when you choice to incorporate God in all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the key to making it a great day. 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5515946050181196967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5515946050181196967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5515946050181196967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-of-great-day.html' title='the making of a great day'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7796282184184678400</id><published>2009-05-09T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:22:17.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>oldz skoolz YouTubz</title><content type='html'>Found a couple classic YouTube videos that have brought me much joy in the past...hope they help you get a few laughs out of them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zt_KfBaRWxs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zt_KfBaRWxs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q5im0Ssyyus&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7796282184184678400?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/7796282184184678400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=7796282184184678400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7796282184184678400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7796282184184678400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/05/oldz-skoolz-youtubz.html' title='oldz skoolz YouTubz'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8718266132145171605</id><published>2009-04-26T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:40:01.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew 10'/><title type='text'>How Does One Know?</title><content type='html'>Do I need God's permission, or His direction and/or revealed plan to do good to others? Yes, and no? Here is another question then: can I, in doing an act of goodness towards another, get in the way of God? I am a very logical person and yet I really try to allow God and His Word to direct me and the direction I take. Do I need God to always confirm for me to do good to others? This week through a few different situations I have found myself really wrestling with these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus gathers His disciples. Simon (also called Peter), then Andrew (Peter’s brother), James (son of Zebedee), John (James’s brother), Philip, Bartholomew, Thomas, Matthew (the tax collector), James (son of Alphaeus), Thaddaeus, Simon (the zealot), and Judas Iscariot (who later betrayed him). He sends these guys out. He commissions them. He gives them authority. They've been spending all this time following Christ, the Messiah, the Savior and in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2010;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;Matthew 10&lt;/a&gt; Jesus calls them together and gives them His seal of approval to go &amp;amp; do...He gives them authority to cast out demons, to heal people, to raise people up from the dead...to give as freely as they have received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Himself told His most loyal men to go and give as freely as they have received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the Lord ever set me free from "demons"? Yes. Has the Lord ever healed me? Yes, physical hurts as well has heart-hurts. Has God raised me from a dead-end life? Yes, absolutely. I've received so much, and as a respond to what I have been given I am called to give as I have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do I need to permission from God to go and do? And if I go and do, can I get in way of God's plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2010;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;Matthew 10&lt;/a&gt;, Jesus says this: &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you give even a cup of cold water to one of the least of my followers, you will surely be rewarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus tells these men that regardless of what you do, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just do something, &lt;/span&gt;in His name and for His glory and then,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you can't be wrong. &lt;/span&gt;See a need and respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't really answer the question I've posed and the question I have been wrestling with this week myself (about getting in His way) but I think Jesus answers that question when He says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that He has called us to a large work. The Kingdom of God is near. And God is sovereign and He has promised that when we step out, regardless of getting His "green light" to go, that we, as His followers are going to come across the sick and the needy and that we have been given His authority to act on His behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we in our going, come across a need, we don't have to worry that we are affecting the work of the Holy Spirit. Simply said, God is God and He has control. For when we act or speak in a way that God would, the Spirit of God is speaking through us and will use that act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2028;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2028;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;Jesus came and told his disciples, &lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have been given all authority in heaven and on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore, go and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teach these new disciples to obey all the commands I have given you. And be sure of this: I am with you always, even to the end of the age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Go and do what God has called you to. More then likely, where you are when you see the need is exactly where He has lead you to be already. He has given us the authority to go and serve and to show the World God. He is with you. He believes in you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8718266132145171605?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8718266132145171605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8718266132145171605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8718266132145171605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8718266132145171605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-does-one-know.html' title='How Does One Know?'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5722851478834253555</id><published>2009-04-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:22:17.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A story of love &amp; my day on YouTube</title><content type='html'>I received the following story today in my e-mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital.  One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool. Ralph suddenly jumped into the deep end.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Edna promptly jumped in to save him.  She swam to the bottom and pulled him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When she went to tell Edna the news she said, 'Edna, I have good news and bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is you're being discharged, since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of the person you love. I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobe belt right after you saved him.  I am so sorry, but he's dead.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Edna replied, 'He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?'&lt;/blockquote&gt;Spent some time on YouTube today. Actually, I spent a lot of time this morning on YouTube. This was by far my favorite/weirdest/funny?/scary video I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymXOLL3rVts&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymXOLL3rVts&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope I get called to sub tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5722851478834253555?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5722851478834253555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5722851478834253555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5722851478834253555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5722851478834253555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/04/story-of-love-my-day-on-youtube.html' title='A story of love &amp; my day on YouTube'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8648285675730645950</id><published>2009-04-13T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:23:32.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uganda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watoto Children&apos;s Choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopeless'/><title type='text'>Stop Telling God You've Got Problems</title><content type='html'>A long time friend of mine from Redding sends out an e-mail every Monday with a quote. Today's matched my thoughts from the past few days. His quote was from an unknown person, but it said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop telling God you got big problems. Tell your problems you've got a big God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday afternoon I came home from meeting with someone feeling totally discouraged. Feeling forgotten. And really feeling like nothing was ever going to change. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever felt that way?&lt;/span&gt; I will admit that I got emotional. I cried on my drive home. I cried as I sat in my car at the parking spot at the house, and I was nearly in tears as I walked into my house as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into my house and sat down on the couch next to my wife she could tell how much I was hurting. In my heart, for whatever reason, for a brief second, I actually questioned myself on whether or not I'd share my continued frustration. I questioned whether it really mattered anymore, and I wondered if it was even worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It mattered to her. It mattered that my heart was hurting. It had been over 65 days since I had left my role as one of the pastors at my previous church. So, I shared, once again, my feelings of discouragement, of feeling forgotten, and my fear and wonder over if I was ever going to pastor again. I remember that night I changed my status on Facebook to, "I need a job".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Babe, all I have left in my heart right now is love...my faith and my hope is so lacking right now..." (I said this as I stared at the wall of the living room in my house where we have this huge sign that reads: Now these three remain...faith, hope, and love...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie did an amazing job to encourage me. And Friday morning she wrote me this amazing letter of continued encouragement. Reminding me of why she loves me and how much God loves me. But I couldn't help but remember my major complaint from the night before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as I sat there, sharing all of my toxic feelings towards God, the economy, job hunting or whatever, I shared with my wife something that was so so selfish, something I had never before spoken out loud to anyone, but something I had been dwelling on for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the pit of my hurting heart came this thought: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God, I obeyed You!!! I never questioned Your direction. I did what You asked and followed Your prompting to leave this place of ministry where things are going well and I moved. Without reservation I obeyed You and I followed Your leading in my life and now Lord, here I set, with nothing God - not knowing where I am to go to in ministry next, no place to pastor at - I feel like I am nothing, and that I am not being who You've called me to be. I obeyed you Father and I followed You. I stepped out in faith and in obedience and I am still standing here Lord...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back on brutal rant and rave I see how honest my "feelings" where being expressed. And although I was being honest, I was being very dramatic and well, very selfish. In a way, I had lost heart. I felt like I was losing my faith and hope in it all and in Him and I had started to treat 'my problem' with the wrong heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Melanie and I went to a church in Rocklin that was having the the &lt;a href="http://www.watoto.com/"&gt;Watoto Children's Choir &lt;/a&gt;from Uganda perform. Little did I know on this Good Friday 2009 that the my Great God was going to begin to treat my heart problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children opened with a few lines, sharing about their suffering in their country and about being orphan's. Their opening song was "Not Forgotten" and they sang this song with joyous smiles because they truly felt that no matter their problem in life, God had not forgotten them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the song opens, three times it says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not forgotten. I am not forgotten. I am not forgotten...God knows my name.&lt;/span&gt;" The chorus took my breath away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Light over darkness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength over weakness&lt;br /&gt;Joy over sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He knows my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father for the fatherless&lt;br /&gt;Friend to the friendless&lt;br /&gt;Hope for the hopeless&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE KNOWS MY NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith was renewed, and my hope restored.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not forgotten, for Christ knows my pain/weakness/sadness/hoplessness and, He  knows my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's time to stop telling God my problems and it's time to start telling my problems that I've got a big God who knows my name. I know where God has called me to step out, and I will be faithful in my obedience to step out and wait upon the Lord because I have faith in a gracious God who restores my hope and my calling in Him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so, just like Melanie remind me...I want to remind you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are His precious child&lt;br /&gt;You are His workmanship&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has prepared a way for you&lt;br /&gt;You have been called by God&lt;br /&gt;You have been chosen by God before the foundation of the world&lt;br /&gt;You have been adopted by God&lt;br /&gt;Christ gave the ultimate sacrifice for you&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy because He has made you worthy&lt;br /&gt;You have been glorified&lt;br /&gt;You have been made righteous&lt;br /&gt;You are loved by the King&lt;br /&gt;You are forgiven&lt;br /&gt;God has GOOD plans for your life&lt;br /&gt;God promises that all things in your life will work together for good&lt;br /&gt;You are co-heirs with Jesus Christ.....God's own Son!!!&lt;br /&gt;God desires to bless you with good things&lt;br /&gt;You have been gifted by God and have been equipped by God to do good things for His Kingdom&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to remember those truths too. &lt;/span&gt;We all are precious to Him. He knows us all by name and no one is beyond the reach of God, and no one has God ever forgotten. You may feel that way at times, or maybe you have felt that way for years, but the truth is that God does want all to know that He has called us and that He is faithful to love us like no other person can and it took my loving wife and some amazing kids from Uganda to remind me of the Lord's powerful, life-changing truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8648285675730645950?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8648285675730645950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8648285675730645950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8648285675730645950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8648285675730645950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-telling-god-youve-got-problems.html' title='Stop Telling God You&apos;ve Got Problems'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-180866364810142476</id><published>2009-04-06T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:00:09.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Fran Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wicked the musical'/><title type='text'>Spring Break 2009</title><content type='html'>It's been a few years now since I've had spring break "off" from anything. Kinda of nice...we started the break off by going to San Francisco on Friday with my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0FM9kYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9_PyFWjITro/s1600-h/ggb+behind+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0FM9kYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9_PyFWjITro/s320/ggb+behind+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321742726301847938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed downtown at a nice hotel and went and saw &lt;a href="http://www.wickedthemusical.com/landing/tour.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://www.orpheum-theater.com/?gclid=CNKnyJzD3ZkCFRMUagodt3-wVQ"&gt;Orpheum&lt;/a&gt;. It was pretty amazing. Melanie has been to a lot more productions then I have, and she said this was the first one she has been to where the cast got a standing ovation from everyone. If you can, go see this play...the music and the story is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we made a little adventure for ourselves and tried to self-navigate to the San Fran Zoo. It took us awhile, but we finally made it there and had a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0-ApauI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q08PdkHBZfI/s1600-h/a+horny+rhino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0-ApauI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q08PdkHBZfI/s320/a+horny+rhino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321742741551016674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0mUm-AI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aJtOiQaBS5U/s1600-h/horny+gay+giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0mUm-AI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aJtOiQaBS5U/s320/horny+gay+giraffe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321742735192291330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0lp7scI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ae-x3gHEA3c/s1600-h/grizzley+bears+eat+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0lp7scI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Ae-x3gHEA3c/s320/grizzley+bears+eat+people.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321742735013294530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0u5n3JI/AAAAAAAAAUk/mCa05zuwnSQ/s1600-h/tigers+attack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0u5n3JI/AAAAAAAAAUk/mCa05zuwnSQ/s320/tigers+attack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321742737495022738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhubkSn7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/c7ycehOMwyg/s1600-h/melanie+as+a+mokey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhubkSn7I/AAAAAAAAAVk/c7ycehOMwyg/s320/melanie+as+a+mokey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321743728737689522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhuaHgCfI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZyIV3uI4PhU/s1600-h/my+birdy+friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhuaHgCfI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZyIV3uI4PhU/s320/my+birdy+friend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321743728348498418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhuFSkMxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eHo4J9WBGjA/s1600-h/monkey+business.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhuFSkMxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/eHo4J9WBGjA/s320/monkey+business.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321743722757763858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhuEb4EsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/DQe7fMRsS_4/s1600-h/i%27m+a+polar+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SdqhuEb4EsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/DQe7fMRsS_4/s320/i%27m+a+polar+bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321743722528379586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the pictures from our time at the zoo on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.facebook.com"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to a church in Citrus Heights and really enjoyed that. Then at lunch we sat near the most interesting woman in the world. She loved to talk about going to church, prayer and Jesus while interjecting a slew of curse words. It kept us giggling...that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got up bright and early with a list of things to accomplish:&lt;br /&gt;-Mail in taxes&lt;br /&gt;-Go grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;-Strip/Clean/Seal tile floors&lt;br /&gt;-Scrub down walls in entry&lt;br /&gt;-Vacuum, dust, and clean bathroom&lt;br /&gt;-Start on "Thank-You" cards&lt;br /&gt;-Get flowers &amp;amp; a card&lt;br /&gt;-Prep for dinner guests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got most of my stuff done too. I couldn't start on the whole "strip/clean/seal tile floors" today because I didn't have the right brushes, or something like that...and well, I never did get started on any thank you notes yet. I did get my lovely wife some flowers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqj2ZfMfHI/AAAAAAAAAVs/BUFOT1PqEns/s1600-h/4927238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqj2ZfMfHI/AAAAAAAAAVs/BUFOT1PqEns/s320/4927238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321746064641653874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today makes it 2 months of being married. Yeah...being married is amazing. People say its just because we are "newly weds" but I hope this feeling never ends. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%2010:9;&amp;amp;version=51;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let no one split apart what God has joined together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am heading up to Marysville/Yuba City to help my buddy Dallas with work in his back yard. Can you believe that guy is getting married in a month?!? I'm excited for him and Shawnesy and I'm pretty honored to be the best-man at his wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-180866364810142476?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/180866364810142476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=180866364810142476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/180866364810142476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/180866364810142476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-2009.html' title='Spring Break 2009'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sdqg0FM9kYI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9_PyFWjITro/s72-c/ggb+behind+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7119997350133359547</id><published>2009-03-31T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:07:10.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus is my friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Never Before...</title><content type='html'>...Have I seen a Christian music video like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-NOZU2iPA8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-NOZU2iPA8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem...ya. Hahaha. Good times. Christians. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite phrase? I'm sure several of them will be stuck in your head for awhile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7119997350133359547?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/7119997350133359547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=7119997350133359547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7119997350133359547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7119997350133359547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-before.html' title='Never Before...'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-1705907977964278002</id><published>2009-03-23T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:21:45.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KCRA 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plane crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>understanding</title><content type='html'>I'm a word guy. I love finding out what people's names mean. Where their name came from, and stuff like that. I especially like seeing if people are living out the meaning of their name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, I'm a word guy. I like words. What they really mean and where they came from and how long they've been used fascinates me. Ironically, words change in meaning and/or how they are used throughout time and with different generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's word for me has been "&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/melancholy"&gt;melancholy&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&lt;span class="boldface"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;n-kol-ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]. Used as a noun it means: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a gloomy state of mind, especially when habitual or prolonged; depression&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But also as a noun&lt;/span&gt;, it can mean this: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sober thoughtfulness; pensiveness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sober thoughtfulness? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The synonyms of melancholy are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="synonym" style="padding-top: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- sadness&lt;br /&gt;- dejection&lt;br /&gt;- despondency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- seriousness&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gloomy&lt;br /&gt;- despondent&lt;br /&gt;- blue&lt;br /&gt;- dispirited&lt;br /&gt;- sorrowful&lt;br /&gt;- dismal&lt;br /&gt;- doleful&lt;br /&gt;- glum&lt;br /&gt;- downcast&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little word has a powerful meaning and it's been used for over 600 years now to describe something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Is being melancholy bad?&lt;br /&gt;...Should "Christians" ever be melancholy??&lt;br /&gt;...Should I ever be...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did...I felt melancholy this morning as I drove to a high school where I was subbing and listened to the radio. On a Sacramento rock radio station, the morning show DJ's were discussing something that made me downcast, sorrowful and sad. They were talking about how a young man, 19 years old, killed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jhsph.edu/publichealthnews/press_releases/2008/baker_suicide.html"&gt;The rate of suicide in the United States is increased for the first time in a decade&lt;/a&gt;...and that...&lt;a href="http://media.www.tchnews.com/media/storage/paper840/news/2008/03/10/News/Suicide.Statistics-3259955.shtml"&gt;every 16 minutes, someone in the United States takes their own life. This means that every 17 minutes, lives are turned upside and will never be the same again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/ncipc/dvp/suicide/suicide_data_sheet.pdf"&gt;There is more "statistics where those came from...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found most alarming this morning as I listened to them talk about this kid was how it all happened. He broadcasted his suicide live, and online, and people watched. Over 100 people watched and commented, chatting about what they were seeing. This brought about some serious sorrow to my heart...would I have watched and done nothing? Have I? Have I ever been unaware/naive/selfish to not notice the seriousness of an others need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Is being melancholy bad?&lt;br /&gt;...Should "Christians" ever be melancholy??&lt;br /&gt;...Should I ever be...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I sure felt that way as I watched the news and our &lt;a href="http://www.kcra.com/news/18993374/detail.html"&gt;local NBC station&lt;/a&gt; told the story and showed the pictures of the families killed in a small plan crash  in Montana. Three different families, all from Northern California. They were moms, dads, and kids. The "moms &amp;amp; dads" of the victims were doctors and such...people who helped people. I cried as I watched the news tonight. My heart was sad...and I knew this was another, great loss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt; My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt; My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, "Where is your God?" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt; Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and  my God. My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon—from Mount Mizar. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life. I say to God my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?" My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, "Where is your God?" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%2042;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Being melancholy over death, being down in the dumps and sorrowfully isn't a bad thing. I'm outraged over the suicide of this young man. And my heart grieves the huge loss of those plane crash victims on their way to a "family vacation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel this way. Whether right or wrong, just like the psalmist wrote, I must put my hope back in God. I must, fix my eyes on Him. He will make my heart happy again. He's my God. In fact, without experiencing melancholy and all of its various "synonyms", I don't think I'd be able to fulyl grasp and experience the lasting and true Hope that only He can bring me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-1705907977964278002?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/1705907977964278002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=1705907977964278002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1705907977964278002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/1705907977964278002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/understanding.html' title='understanding'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7669768247751470901</id><published>2009-03-18T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:18:58.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Kauain Road Trip (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>So I went to "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waimea_Canyon"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;" and found some interesting information about our 2nd road trip in Kauai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waimea Canyon&lt;/b&gt; is a large approximately ten miles long and up to 3,000 feet deep, located on the western side of Kauai. The canyon was formed by a deep incision of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waimea_River,_Hawaii" title="Waimea River, Hawaii" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Waimea River&lt;/a&gt; arising from the extreme rainfall on the island's central peak, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Waialeale" title="Mount Waialeale"&gt;Mount Wai&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;ale&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;ale&lt;/a&gt;, among the wettest places on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrXRxsnWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hIXQ2zMnv7I/s1600-h/Wedding+525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrXRxsnWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hIXQ2zMnv7I/s320/Wedding+525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647082926906722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFryoBFvJI/AAAAAAAAATk/xhybUHVkErs/s1600-h/Wedding+549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFryoBFvJI/AAAAAAAAATk/xhybUHVkErs/s320/Wedding+549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647552753515666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canyon has a unique geologic history—it was formed not only by the steady process of erosion, but also by a catastrophic collapse of the volcano that created Kaua&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFryRmS4RI/AAAAAAAAATc/qf0_md7zJJ4/s1600-h/Wedding+527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFryRmS4RI/AAAAAAAAATc/qf0_md7zJJ4/s320/Wedding+527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647546735550738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time since the rainwater from the slopes of Mount Wai&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;ale&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;ale have eroded Waimea Canyon along one edge of the collapse. The cliffs on the west side of the canyon are composed of thin lava flows that ran down the surface of the Kaua&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;i volcano. On the other side of the canyon, the cliff walls are built from thick lava flows that pooled in the depression. Over time, the exposed basalt has weathered from its original black to bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrxxUnLuI/AAAAAAAAATU/UsZTAfL7pMY/s1600-h/Wedding+536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrxxUnLuI/AAAAAAAAATU/UsZTAfL7pMY/s320/Wedding+536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647538071449314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waimea Canyon State Park encompasses 1,866 acres and is a popular tourist attraction on the island. It provides a wilderness area with numerous hiking trails. It can be accessed from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waimea,_Kauai_County,_Hawaii" title="Waimea, Kauai County, Hawaii"&gt;Waimea&lt;/a&gt; on Hawai&lt;span class="okina"  style="font-family:Lucida Sans Unicode,sans-serif;"&gt;ʻ&lt;/span&gt;i state road 550, which is 18 miles long and leads up to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Koke%27e_State_Park" title="Koke'e State Park"&gt;Koke'e State Park&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrYvqtGAI/AAAAAAAAATM/-Hq3sCiqtxs/s1600-h/Wedding+541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrYvqtGAI/AAAAAAAAATM/-Hq3sCiqtxs/s320/Wedding+541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647108130510850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFwCb3kElI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1mGCMd3LBc4/s1600-h/Wedding+542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFwCb3kElI/AAAAAAAAAT8/1mGCMd3LBc4/s320/Wedding+542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314652222416753234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     (Melanie loves her hair in this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFwB9Z5PvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sWzG2MZRSDY/s1600-h/Wedding+534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFwB9Z5PvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/sWzG2MZRSDY/s320/Wedding+534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314652214239248114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFwBE0G0LI/AAAAAAAAATs/89dhjzsYedo/s1600-h/Wedding+530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFwBE0G0LI/AAAAAAAAATs/89dhjzsYedo/s320/Wedding+530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314652199048368306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScJwDjh91JI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RbvPszDwr3k/s1600-h/Wedding+522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScJwDjh91JI/AAAAAAAAAUU/RbvPszDwr3k/s320/Wedding+522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314933716630230162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrV5C_3iI/AAAAAAAAASs/SkJDz2Qhb_8/s1600-h/Wedding+524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrV5C_3iI/AAAAAAAAASs/SkJDz2Qhb_8/s320/Wedding+524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314647059108716066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last picture was taken from this bridge in  Hanapepe on Kauai's south shore and that's about as far as I got out on that sucker. Behind me were a few kids running across, scared because it rocked and moved so much. Melanie took the picture from solid ground...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7669768247751470901?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/7669768247751470901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=7669768247751470901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7669768247751470901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7669768247751470901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-kauain-road-trip-part-2.html' title='Our Kauain Road Trip (Part 2)'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/ScFrXRxsnWI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hIXQ2zMnv7I/s72-c/Wedding+525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-125760590133917297</id><published>2009-03-18T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:32:04.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilariously Disturbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxtgLzi-aK0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bxtgLzi-aK0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-125760590133917297?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/125760590133917297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=125760590133917297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/125760590133917297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/125760590133917297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/hilariously-disturbing.html' title='Hilariously Disturbing'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-235928166563321284</id><published>2009-03-11T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:29:26.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><title type='text'>I’m ending my life on Myspace…</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;…Yes, that’s a morbid line, but hopefully it got your attention. Yes, the time has come for me to choose which social network I want to be apart of…and well…I think I have outgrown Myspace for now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sticking exclusively with Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you don’t have Facebook and still want to message me, you can always send me a good old fashioned e-mail (&lt;a href="mailto:nickolasemery@gmail.com"&gt;nickolasemery@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;) or even a text message (916-873-3813). And, my wife Melanie will still have her Myspace page, so you can always send a message to me that way if you are truly stuck…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, that about says it all. Find me on Facebook friends…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-235928166563321284?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/235928166563321284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=235928166563321284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/235928166563321284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/235928166563321284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-ending-my-life-on-myspace.html' title='I’m ending my life on Myspace…'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-2025324081969446661</id><published>2009-03-11T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:08:40.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon. Kauai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tunnels beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north shore'/><title type='text'>Our Kauain Road Trip (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>There were a couple of days while in Kauai that the weather was beautiful, but the wind was pretty knarly and because of that, a lot of the beaches were closed to swimming. Because of that wind factor, we took a few road trips...and here is "Part 1".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first road trip took us north. We wanted to drive to the northern most part of the island. Along the way we stopped at a few places to shop but our biggest stops came along the way at the local waterfalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvVkVwTZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EdmQzj4yMn4/s1600-h/Wedding+419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvVkVwTZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EdmQzj4yMn4/s320/Wedding+419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311977439318003090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvVEuxfyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8PnyF_pfqQ0/s1600-h/Wedding+417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvVEuxfyI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8PnyF_pfqQ0/s320/Wedding+417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311977430833004322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvUwazOKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gI55BOhSfhk/s1600-h/Wedding+416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvUwazOKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gI55BOhSfhk/s320/Wedding+416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311977425380522146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvUtWTKyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7kTponmoisg/s1600-h/Wedding+414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvUtWTKyI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7kTponmoisg/s320/Wedding+414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311977424556337954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This waterfall was called...Wailua Falls. We were so close to the edge of this waterfall that the mist from the water falling and crashing down below was hitting us from our vista point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next place we went to was Opaek'a Falls and we had lunch at this look out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf0vyP3JkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EHCWqAlbXaQ/s1600-h/Wedding+435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf0vyP3JkI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EHCWqAlbXaQ/s320/Wedding+435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311983387286120002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf0u5cUHJI/AAAAAAAAAQY/kJqmYNAlIvc/s1600-h/Wedding+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf0u5cUHJI/AAAAAAAAAQY/kJqmYNAlIvc/s320/Wedding+423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311983372037528722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look to the top right side of the waterfall you will see a white object and that is a roof to a house...right at the peak of this amazing falls. I sorta wish I lived there. Well, after we got home we were showing our honeymoon pictures to our friends who went to Kauai for their honeymoon several years ago and they went to the same place, but when they took pictures of this falls there was no house then so even Kauai is growing...or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were heading north towards Princeville &amp;amp; Hanalei, we saw some signs for a light house, so we thought we'd check it out...and we were glad we did, it was a totally beautiful spot. Here is the  Kilauea Lighthouse we found off of the main road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf4ONyxBKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/C9sK9r-c4TA/s1600-h/Wedding+456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf4ONyxBKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/C9sK9r-c4TA/s320/Wedding+456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311987208611234978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf4OZ54_5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ig4AKiND7L4/s1600-h/Wedding+461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf4OZ54_5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ig4AKiND7L4/s320/Wedding+461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311987211862343570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came across the look out spot of the breath taking Hanalei Valley. Off in the distance along the mountain walls we could see some large water falls. This was truly a beautiful spot on the island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf5jxUXJXI/AAAAAAAAARY/RbenJaMQwuE/s1600-h/Wedding+483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf5jxUXJXI/AAAAAAAAARY/RbenJaMQwuE/s320/Wedding+483.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311988678436267378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf5jTkQbCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/12_aeeQjSsU/s1600-h/Wedding+470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf5jTkQbCI/AAAAAAAAARQ/12_aeeQjSsU/s320/Wedding+470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311988670449871906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf5i14D-YI/AAAAAAAAARI/I-xIPD3UFL4/s1600-h/Wedding+471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf5i14D-YI/AAAAAAAAARI/I-xIPD3UFL4/s320/Wedding+471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311988662479878530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop in this day long road trip was in Ha'ena at the Manininholo Dry Cave and at the Waikanaloa Wet Caves that border the beginning of the Na Pali Coast State Park and the north shore of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7keq1fOI/AAAAAAAAARg/BfuqQiryyvY/s1600-h/Wedding+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7keq1fOI/AAAAAAAAARg/BfuqQiryyvY/s320/Wedding+487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990889633381602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7kiHlYiI/AAAAAAAAARo/495Ec8MbNmQ/s1600-h/Wedding+489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7kiHlYiI/AAAAAAAAARo/495Ec8MbNmQ/s320/Wedding+489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990890559267362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7kw5MK-I/AAAAAAAAARw/fdGtwZOo2VI/s1600-h/Wedding+490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7kw5MK-I/AAAAAAAAARw/fdGtwZOo2VI/s320/Wedding+490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990894525426658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7lOpSjlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/UnhhL1E2wq8/s1600-h/Wedding+495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7lOpSjlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/UnhhL1E2wq8/s320/Wedding+495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990902511799890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7lZKRU_I/AAAAAAAAASA/VQQXUuzKS3A/s1600-h/Wedding+500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf7lZKRU_I/AAAAAAAAASA/VQQXUuzKS3A/s320/Wedding+500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990905334486002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  (I was extremely happy to wait here...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8cE6zK2I/AAAAAAAAASI/TvPOHQiQUHE/s1600-h/Wedding+504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8cE6zK2I/AAAAAAAAASI/TvPOHQiQUHE/s320/Wedding+504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311991844793690978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            (Out in front of the Tunnels @ Tunnels Beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8cmP1wjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/DY-pBPzDcYw/s1600-h/Wedding+506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8cmP1wjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/DY-pBPzDcYw/s320/Wedding+506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311991853740311090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8c0EKXLI/AAAAAAAAASY/SgRQgMA88yQ/s1600-h/Wedding+511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8c0EKXLI/AAAAAAAAASY/SgRQgMA88yQ/s320/Wedding+511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311991857449426098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In front of the wet caves...that I wanted to snorkel...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8dBQfDKI/AAAAAAAAASg/JoQQ8kDKcGs/s1600-h/Wedding+513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/Sbf8dBQfDKI/AAAAAAAAASg/JoQQ8kDKcGs/s320/Wedding+513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311991860990774434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun that day. It was amazing. We saw such a different part of the island too and we both were so happy we took the day to go on this adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next adventure was to Hanapepe and the Waimea Canyon, so be lookign for the next post, "Our Kauain Road Trip (Part 2) to see the pictures and here the details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-2025324081969446661?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/2025324081969446661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=2025324081969446661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2025324081969446661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2025324081969446661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-kauain-road-trip-part-1.html' title='Our Kauain Road Trip (Part 1)'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbfvVkVwTZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EdmQzj4yMn4/s72-c/Wedding+419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5346953456039738513</id><published>2009-03-05T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:55:00.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeymoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midgets'/><title type='text'>Our Flight to Kauai...</title><content type='html'>Melanie and I started our honeymoon a bit early. Our wedding was on a Friday night and we were not going to fly out of San Francisco for Kauai until Monday morning, so originally we had made a reservation at a hotel near the airport for Sunday night but we decided to leave for downtown SF on Saturday and we stayed there that night. That Sunday we went down to the piers and checked out several shops and we had lunch down on the pier too and saw/heard the Sea lions. Then we checked out the aquarium...if you've never been, check that place out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbAlV6S7kXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ENezjT-8--0/s1600-h/Wedding+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbAlV6S7kXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ENezjT-8--0/s400/Wedding+227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309785019025953138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here I am in the Aquarium with my new friend: Sharkey&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbAlVux4y1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h2uxBAJEmSQ/s1600-h/Wedding+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbAlVux4y1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h2uxBAJEmSQ/s400/Wedding+226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309785015934569298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Melanie loves this photo of us...I love Melanie&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Starbucks at the end of our adventures down at the pier and got the official San Fran Starbucks Mug. We've decided we are going to collect them wherever we go together. (We also go one at the Starbucks in Kauai too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got picked up early by our shuttle on Monday morning and arrived a little after 6am at the airport. Our travel agent that booked our honeymoon (&lt;a href="nickolasemery@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and she did a great job, so if you need a travel agent for anything, let me know and I will give you her information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) had sent us all of our travel documents but we still had to check-in with an airline agent to get our actual tickets at United. Our travel documents had our seats confirmed as 20A and 20B, or something like that, but when we got our tickets we noticed they said 6A and 6B, but we thought nothing of it and headed towards the gate after grabbing some food and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApHerrWEI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PdQ_7u_B2T4/s1600-h/Wedding+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApHerrWEI/AAAAAAAAAOw/PdQ_7u_B2T4/s320/Wedding+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309789169141897282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after some coffee and breakfast food...we got a little goofey. There is something about being just married that makes us forget about everyone else there. Well...maybe Melanie didn't forget, but I sure did and I was extra "silly" that morning. As we sat there, about to go on our honeymoon, we were totally in awe of God, still in shock about finally being married and reflecting about our wedding ceremony. We had Mel's camera and we looked through as many pictures as we could and laughed and smiled the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApHy2uH4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/L_Pw4DKBjnU/s1600-h/Wedding+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApHy2uH4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/L_Pw4DKBjnU/s320/Wedding+239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309789174556925826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I mentioned that our seats got changed, but we had no idea what kind of change we got. Before we boared the plane I went to counter to see how much and upgrade would be. Melanie had never flown 1st class before and our flight was going to be about 5 hours long and this was our honeymoon, so why not live it up? But, "living it up" was going to cost about $400 per person, so we kindly said "no-thanks" and thought we'd put up with the seats we had already been given. At no point did that 6A &amp;amp; 6B seats were tickets for a 1st class experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApIUT61QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/0alUtWlvbiw/s1600-h/Wedding+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApIUT61QI/AAAAAAAAAPA/0alUtWlvbiw/s320/Wedding+241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309789183537763586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so, we were totally shocked...&lt;br /&gt;...and I was most definately stoaked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApwkTgOXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/SnEDyVHPSPc/s1600-h/Wedding+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApwkTgOXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/SnEDyVHPSPc/s320/Wedding+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309789875025754482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApIi7ngpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/L2KeemjAWb0/s1600-h/Wedding+242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbApIi7ngpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/L2KeemjAWb0/s320/Wedding+242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309789187462365842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we settled into our chairs and the 1st class experience of the airline, we went through their safety procedures. We pulled out the safety card, only to see image #4...I looked at Melanie, she looked at me and we burst into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a midget getting help from the lady or her kid?!?! It totally looked like a midget (or little person if you are picky) and well, you know that commonly I tease people about my daily escapades with various types of midgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our weekend in San Fran and our flight to Kauai was amazing. We have no idea how we got upgraded to 1st class. Maybe someone called ahead and paid for it or used their air miles? Maybe the airline agent who checked us in saw we were on our honeymoon and somehow upgraded us? Or maybe it was just a fluke thing that happened? Whatever the case, we sure enjoyed it and it really blessed us and helped to start our honeymoon on an amazing note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5346953456039738513?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5346953456039738513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5346953456039738513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5346953456039738513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5346953456039738513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-flight-to-kauai.html' title='Our Flight to Kauai...'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SbAlV6S7kXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ENezjT-8--0/s72-c/Wedding+227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7398142880620837570</id><published>2009-03-03T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:56:26.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol + Blog Changes + Catching Up</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what it is, but in the last month or so I haven't done a good job at keeping my blog updated. I even said, "I'm gonna" and well, I didn't...but, I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speaking of wanting to...&lt;/span&gt;I was wanting to change the layout on my blog. (Two of my friends have some amazing layouts that inspired me). I found something I really liked and as I was copying and pasting it into my layout editor and it deleted my old layout of coarse and well, I lost my links I had set to other pages, my page counter, etc. and I didn't even keep that "new" layout. Total bummer dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So speaking of bummer deals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol &lt;/span&gt;wasn't that great tonight. I was so excited to watch it. Not because of the performers, but because today I got U-Verse from AT&amp;amp;T installed at the house and I really wanted to test out our new DVR. Well the DVR worked great and even Melanie has figured out how to use it, but seriously, American Idol wasn't that great. Oh, and talk about bummer deals. Did you see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bachelor&lt;/span&gt;? I don't really watch that show (just my wife and every other female in my life...) and wow, that Jason dude dumped that girl on national TV and tried to "re-connect" with the girl he didn't choose. Bummer/awkward/crazy/drama. But back to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;...I think the last girl who sang did a pretty good job, but my blog layout failure was happening at the same time as we watched that show, so I really didn't pay much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And when it comes to not paying attention...&lt;/span&gt;still no news on the job front and it feels like there isn't anything out there, or that the people I am sending my resume to, calling, or e-mailing aren't really paying attention. God's got something. I'm starting to really believe that its something completely different, yet amazing, then what I've hoped for. Secondly, our new up-stairs neighbors weren't really paying attention either. This past Friday we woke up to water all over our master bathroom floor that was coming from above. They weren't using a shower curtain and their shower wasn't sealed properly and ya, it started coming through out ceiling. We got them a little a lesson on shower etiquette and we will get our ceiling fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last few weeks have been pretty amazing. If you aren't on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Facebook &lt;/span&gt;and haven't seen wedding photos or honeymoon photos then let me know, I can send you some. Not gonna lie, but we have some really good photos going on. Here is the link to our photographer: &lt;a href="http://www.andersonimages.net/020609.html"&gt;http://www.andersonimages.net/020609.html&lt;/a&gt; so check those pictures out when you get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave with you with a few shaky and quick videos I took of the whales in Kauai. 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Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6412356023404248076</id><published>2009-02-22T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:11:20.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resume'/><title type='text'>My Resume</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd take a shot in the dark and see what/if anything would come of posting my resume here on my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" 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&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults ext="edit" spidmax="1027"&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;div class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:20;"  &gt;Nick Emery&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nickolasemery@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:8;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;OBJECTIVE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;To pastor at a healthy and growing church that is committed to reaching their community with the love of God, a church that is dedicated to equipping their youth and their families to serve the Lord with their lives. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;MINISTRY STRENGTHS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Passion to know &amp;amp; teach the Word of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Heart for discipleship and mentoring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Committed to the local schools and community      outreach.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Proven skills in leadership development and      organization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Devoted to a lifestyle of “incarnational”      ministry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;MINISTRY EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assistant Pastor of Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; – &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Yuba   City&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; of the Nazarene&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;June 2006 – Feb. 2009&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Provide vision, leadership, oversight and coordination of youth programs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Started and taught junior high aged Sunday      school classes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Planned for and preached weekly at junior high      youth group.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted with preaching at high school youth      group.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Equipped students to lead their weekly on      campus Bible studies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Prepared devotionals and coordinated food,      etc. for mid-week on campus youth Bible studies and summer youth Bible      studies.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Recruited and equipped student and adult youth      leaders.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Planned for and assisted with church district      events &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:11;"  &gt;(camps      and leadership events).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:11;"  &gt;Spoke at various youth camps,      retreats and events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted in youth and miscellaneous pastoral duties&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Made hospital calls to various people from the      community and church family.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Visited and encouraged students in juvenile      detention.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Performed wedding ceremonies, child      dedications and baptisms.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Maintained and manned the church information      and welcome table.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Wrote the weekly church devotional for various      small groups and individual use. &lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Prepared and communicated church announcements      at various services.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted with the needs for various church      ministries’ promotional efforts.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Coached high school football at a local      school.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; – Risen &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;King&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Community&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Redding&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;CA&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:11;"  &gt;May 2005 – May 2006&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted youth pastor &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Preached at youth group and taught at Sunday      school on a regular basis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted in developing and running student      leadership program.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Directed houseboat summer camp and winter      retreat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Supported and coordinated youth events&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Coordinated the weekly set-up/tear down of      youth group.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Scheduled youth worship team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Planned special worship services.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Planned prayer initiatives and 24-7 prayer      opportunities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted with coordinating student leadership      missions trip to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Ecuador&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Raised financial assistance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Raised personal support for a year-long      internship.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Raised scholarship money for students to      attend camp and various programs.&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Volunteer Youth Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; – Risen &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;King&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Community&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Jan. 2003 – May 2005&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted youth pastor and youth programming&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Helped set-up or tear down for youth group.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Met with students for discipleship and Bible      studies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Regular contact work with students at their      schools and sporting events.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; – &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Hood&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Canal&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Community&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Hoodsport&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;WA&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Summer 2002&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Developed Summer Youth Program&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Created a weekly youth program that started      with 5 students and grew to 25 core students throughout the summer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Preached, led worship and taught Sunday school      on a weekly basis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Planned special events and outreach opportunities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted lead pastor and church leadership&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted worship leader with music on a weekly      basis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Assisted weekly with the church follow up      ministry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Participated in church prison ministry team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;EDUCATION&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Bachelor of Arts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; – &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Simpson&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Redding&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;CA&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;April 2005&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Major: Social Science for Teachers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Minor: Bible &amp;amp; Theology&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;PERSONAL&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;On July 4, 2008 I was engaged to Melanie Scott who works as a property manager for various homeowners associations’ in the greater &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sacramento&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; area. We recently got marred on February 6, 2009 and reside in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Carmichael&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;CA&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I received my first pastoral license from the Christian and Missionary Alliance in April 2006, and then became licensed by the Church of the Nazarene in March 2008. My interests include sports, coaching football, listening to and playing music, photography and camping. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;TESTIMONY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I grew up in a small community church where I gave my life to Christ at the age of 7 and learned many valuable truths about God’s Word. As a young boy I remember telling a visiting missionary that I wanted to be a pastor someday, but as I grew up through middle school my dreams changed. I struggled in my journey of faith through high school, but the Lord used that time to make my faith in Him true, real, and authentic. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I went to a Christian college with the dream of becoming a high school history teacher and football coach, but during the summer before my senior year of college I helped at a national youth conference on a prayer team where God revealed to me His dream for my life. It was at that time I knew that if I pursued anything other then full-time vocational ministry I would be disobeying the Lord. It has become a passion of mine to share the love of God with others by living out my faith in all that I say and do. God has continued to confirm my call to ministry and I am growing in my character as well as my hunger for the Word of the Lord. Along the way God has united my passion for serving Him with the opportunity to coach high school football too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:14;"  &gt;REFERENCES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;(All contact info available upon request)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Jon Ithurburn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jithurburn@ycusd.k12.ca.us"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dallas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; McBride&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:dallas_mcbride@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Jon Hamilton&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jonforhim@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ryan Burleson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="mailto:burler@spu.edu"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Kathy Smith&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Gary Moore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Bill Randall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Jack Keith&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6412356023404248076?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6412356023404248076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6412356023404248076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6412356023404248076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6412356023404248076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-resume.html' title='My Resume'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8579205815254485991</id><published>2009-02-19T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:48:27.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quick catch-up</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone...it's been a month since I've blogged and a few weeks since I've been on myspace/facebook much. In fact...I haven't had my lap top on for a few weeks now either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding: amazing&lt;br /&gt;My bride: so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Our honeymoon: so flippin' sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell everyone @ YCN how much I miss you guys and there hasn't been a youth night or weekend service that's gone by that I haven't thought of you all. Please stay in touch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't gotten my new e-mail or phone number yet, please let me know by commenting on my blog and I will get it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next week or so I will update my blog too and include some wedding pictures and honeymoon pictures and share some stories, so be checking that out in the days to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8579205815254485991?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8579205815254485991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8579205815254485991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8579205815254485991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8579205815254485991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-everyone.html' title='a quick catch-up'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-637488410942631963</id><published>2009-01-28T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:54:52.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saying good-bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv9mS7ttI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CqThBYJIkYM/s1600-h/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv9mS7ttI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CqThBYJIkYM/s400/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296497003318720210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv9K4501I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QpcrNlUKpFQ/s1600-h/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv9K4501I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/QpcrNlUKpFQ/s400/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296496995961787218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv81lunKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Ja6n_ARjdE/s1600-h/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv81lunKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Ja6n_ARjdE/s400/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296496990244215970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my last night with my junior highers...it was such a great night. Here are a few pictures of that amazing group that I am going to really miss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-637488410942631963?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/637488410942631963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=637488410942631963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/637488410942631963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/637488410942631963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/01/saying-good-bye.html' title='saying good-bye'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SYDv9mS7ttI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CqThBYJIkYM/s72-c/YCN+JRYG+012708_pic3' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7228125850609424275</id><published>2009-01-20T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:10:30.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is laughing at this a sin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b4eb86jli4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b4eb86jli4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I laugh more at the fast-forwarded voice of the person talking and laughing in a different language...&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7228125850609424275?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6225223720336392751</id><published>2009-01-19T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:11:35.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a powerful reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHxHTMlyaqQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GHxHTMlyaqQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6225223720336392751?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6225223720336392751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6225223720336392751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6225223720336392751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6225223720336392751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/01/powerful-reminder.html' title='a powerful reminder'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8759341306770467748</id><published>2009-01-13T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:12:15.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>In less then 20 days I will be done at Yuba City Naz and in just a little over 20 days I am getting married. Two big countdowns in my life and I am very excited &amp;amp; anxious to see where both are going to lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am going to be missed here, and I know I am going to miss everyone. But my heart feels so torn because I am so excited to start my new life with Melanie. It's going to be so amazing and I get so excited thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just take in a big breath of fresh air...either to calm my sad heart about moving away, or to match the joyous smile I have about getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new cell phone number and I will be changing my e-mail. So, if you need that information then please contact me through the blog and I will be happy to get it to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8759341306770467748?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8759341306770467748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8759341306770467748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8759341306770467748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8759341306770467748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8063286953046108586</id><published>2009-01-06T11:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:05:05.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you see me in a police car???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinPost_BodyRO_Textbox"&gt;That might sound like an absurd title to a blog, but a friend recently sent me a text message with the following: &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you saw me in the back of a polic&lt;wbr&gt;e car what would&lt;wbr&gt; you think&lt;wbr&gt; I was being&lt;wbr&gt; arres&lt;wbr&gt;ted for?&lt;wbr&gt; Answe&lt;wbr&gt;r me then pass this quest&lt;wbr&gt;ion on and see what crime&lt;wbr&gt;s you'&lt;wbr&gt;d commi&lt;wbr&gt;t...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought it worthy enough to re-post on my blog and see what comments it may generate, so...what if you saw me in a cop car, why would I be there? What had I done? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I will give a prize to the best comment/answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8063286953046108586?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8063286953046108586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8063286953046108586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8063286953046108586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8063286953046108586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-you-see-me-in-police-car.html' title='Did you see me in a police car???'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8714755146138738804</id><published>2008-12-27T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:13:50.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>google this</title><content type='html'>So my nephew showed me something truly amazing. Trust me...you nee dto try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are cool, you'll open up Firefox to search the internet...but ya, open up your "internet browser" and go to www.google.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the search engine type 'French Victories' and then hit the "I'm Feeling Lucky"  search button (not the google search).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read what it suggests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, go back to the main google page and again, in the search engine type: 'where is chuck norris' and again hit the "I'm Feeling Lucky" search button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this simple task yields some pretty funny results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry belated Merry Christmas everyone and Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8714755146138738804?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8714755146138738804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8714755146138738804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8714755146138738804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8714755146138738804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/12/google-this.html' title='google this'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4375220623620075278</id><published>2008-12-03T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:57:29.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9ATpMMI/AAAAAAAAALI/TxtX_pLdFjk/s1600-h/blog+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9ATpMMI/AAAAAAAAALI/TxtX_pLdFjk/s400/blog+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275670043867820226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9QY2KXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Vn8pQMT2yjs/s1600-h/blog+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9QY2KXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Vn8pQMT2yjs/s400/blog+4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275670048184609138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx83FwLTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MxOktoxMpoA/s1600-h/blog+image+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx83FwLTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MxOktoxMpoA/s400/blog+image+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275670041393638706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9BseACI/AAAAAAAAALA/zq1dCEBQsYw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9BseACI/AAAAAAAAALA/zq1dCEBQsYw/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275670044240379938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4375220623620075278?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4375220623620075278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4375220623620075278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4375220623620075278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4375220623620075278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-humor.html' title='a little humor'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/STbx9ATpMMI/AAAAAAAAALI/TxtX_pLdFjk/s72-c/blog+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6137831796030034425</id><published>2008-12-02T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:36:41.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who wants a Christmas tree?</title><content type='html'>I was watching Leno the other night and saw this crazy video about some looney firefighter trying to make some self-help video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P9dNS5WPncU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P9dNS5WPncU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6137831796030034425?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6137831796030034425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6137831796030034425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6137831796030034425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6137831796030034425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-wants-christmas-tree.html' title='who wants a Christmas tree?'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4040003536934825553</id><published>2008-11-27T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T09:11:57.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy the Day of Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SS7UvcyV3KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XPvEVhvNSMI/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SS7UvcyV3KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XPvEVhvNSMI/s400/thanksgiving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273386125343710370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4040003536934825553?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4040003536934825553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4040003536934825553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4040003536934825553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4040003536934825553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/11/enjoy-day-of-thanks.html' title='Enjoy the Day of Thanks'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SS7UvcyV3KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/XPvEVhvNSMI/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4729214614507984869</id><published>2008-11-25T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:52:21.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Follow</title><content type='html'>More then anything else in all of this world I want to always walk humbly and obediently with the Lord. This is not easy by any means. I've got battle scars to prove it...to always remind me of where I've been, of what God has walked me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately the changes I've been facing have been weighing me down. I'm getting married, I'm moving and I'm looking for a new job. Three big things that normally, just one of them, is a big deal, but all three at once have made some big impacts on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself so excited about getting married to the woman of my dreams and then so anxious that I won't be the best spiritual leader to her. I find myself excited that I get to move to a new city, to a new home and yet I find myself nervous that I won't fit in, or that I won't like it. I find myself leaving a place of vibrant ministry, a place where things are really starting to come together and where peoples hearts are being changed and I get sad, knowing I'm leaving that, and I hope they don't feel like I'm leaving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a lot of time in prayer lately. Especially late at night or in early hours of the morning. Sometimes when I've been in pray, when I am listening for God to respond, things can get intense. Now maybe its my "sanctified" imagination, but as heavy as things are on my heart right now about getting married, about moving and finding a new job, the Lord has been so faithful in my life. My time in the Word has been so real lately. It amazes me. God has even given other people scripture to pray through for me and then to find out that it was the same time I was reading that passage as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are these worship leaders in Redding that now travels the world. &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&amp;amp;friendID=90954097"&gt;Brian and Jenn Johnson&lt;/a&gt;. They've written two amazing songs that have ministered to me lately so much. You can click on their names and go to their myspace music page to listen to them, but here are the words of the song too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where You Go I Go&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Where You go I go. What You say I say. And what You pray I pray. And what You pray I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You go I go. What You say I say God. And what You pray I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause Jesus only did what He saw You do. And He would only say what He heard You speak. And He would only move when He felt You lead. Following Your heart following Your spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So How could I expect to walk without You. When every move that Jesus made was in surrender. I will not begin to live without You. For You alone are worthy and You are always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You go I go. What You say I say. And what You pray I pray. And what You pray I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You go I go. What You say I say God. And what You pray I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So How could I expect to walk without You. When every move that Jesus made was in surrender. I will not begin to live without You. For You alone are worthy and You are always good. You are always good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the beauty of Your name will be seen upon my face, Oh, God. Oh, the glory of Your name will be seen upon our face, Oh, God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the world sees and soon forgets. We will not forget who You are and what You've done for us. And what You've done for us. And Though the world sees and soon forgets. We will not forget what You've done for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You go I go. What You say I say. And what You pray I pray. And what You pray I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You go I go. What You say I say God. And what You pray I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow You yeah, In this desert life, I will follow You. Whatever comes my way. Through every situation, I will follow You. To the unknown, to the unsaved. Give me a heart of no compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Little Longer&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What can I do for You? What can I bring to You? What kind of song would you like me to sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll dance a dance for You. Pour out my love to You. What can I do for You beautiful king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I... can't thank You enough. I can't thank You enough. What can I do for You? What can I bring to You? What kind of song would you like me to sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll dance a dance for You. Pour out my love to You. What can I do for You beautiful king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I... can't thank You enough. I can't thank You enough. All of the words that I find... and I can't thank You enough. No matter I try... I can't thank You enough. Then I hear You sing to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you... don't have to do a thing...just simply be with me and let those things go, 'cause they can wait another minute. Wait... this moment is too sweet. Would you please stay here with Me and love on Me a little longer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear You say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You... don't have to do a thing...just simply be with me and let those things go, 'cause they can wait another minute. Wait... this moment is too sweet. Would you please stay here with Me and love on Me a little longer. I'd love to be with you a little longer 'cause I'm in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8609460389892944715-4729214614507984869?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4729214614507984869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4729214614507984869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4729214614507984869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4729214614507984869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/11/learning-to-follow.html' title='Learning to Follow'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-2026306254343486967</id><published>2008-11-06T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:22:36.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>February 6, 2009 is only 3 months away today (or 92 days if you are counting...) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so excited to get married.&lt;/span&gt; We've gotten so much done for the wedding now too. It has been such an amazing journey. I catch myself from time to time, thinking about wearing my wedding ring, waking up next to Melanie everyday, and never again having to drive an hour just to see the one I love. It seems like it was just yesterday that we got engaged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMf-A_3dtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/V2JzTj15Zko/s1600-h/July4_1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMf-A_3dtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/V2JzTj15Zko/s320/July4_1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265587539606468306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMf-c-carI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-w6_TYiolwM/s1600-h/July4_2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMf-c-carI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-w6_TYiolwM/s320/July4_2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265587547116694194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting married is going to change my life. What an amazing change that is going to be too. I'm so excited to begin this next step in my life. Melanie is simply amazing. She's my best friend and the answer to so many prayers. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Song%20of%20Songs%204:9;&amp;amp;version=65;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've captured my heart, dear friend. You looked at me, and I fell in love. One look my way and I was hopelessly in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;re change is coming too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two weeks I've been sharing with people here in "YC" that at the end of the year I will be moving, which means I will be leaving the church (Yuba City Naz) I work at now. This will also be my last season coaching football at YCHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been a hard decision&lt;/span&gt;. And if I haven't been able to share this with you personally, I'm sorry. I have tried to tell as many people face-to-face about this first before blogging about it or before you heard it from someone else. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me make it very clear: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Things are going really well here. I love it here. God's doing some amazing things here that I've had the opporuntity to be apart of. I love it here, I love the people, I love the church...I love it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So if I don't want to leave, why am I leaving YCN and Yuba City?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its about obedience and faithfully following God.&lt;/span&gt; Over the past several weeks the Lord has been filling my head and my heart with this idea of being ready for change...and I've been looking for it...but I didn't know what it would be. Through prayer and listening to God I have sensed His leading to move me to Sacramento once I get married in February. I don't have another ministry position lined up yet, or a plan to go back to seminary, or another job. I just know God is calling me to make a big change, a hard change, but one He has been faithfully walking with me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie and I would surely appreciate your prayers at this time. With 3 months now until the wedding this is a big change, but we are both very confident that the Lord has another plan. Obviously, if He changed our plans with 3 months left to get married, He's had something else in mind for awhile. Nothing catches God off guard. Nothing comes to us that hasn't already been sifted through His hands either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited to get married soon and to spend the rest of my life with the woman of my dreams. She's amazing and our life together is going to be so flippin' sweet. The next few months are going to be pretty sweet too. Every day counts, with all the more insistence then before. Every chance to hang out, to pray together, to talk with you is going to be all that more meaningful to me. This change is most definitely bitter-sweet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you all very much.&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for support at this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-2026306254343486967?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/2026306254343486967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=2026306254343486967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2026306254343486967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/2026306254343486967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/11/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMf-A_3dtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/V2JzTj15Zko/s72-c/July4_1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8641575123758292347</id><published>2008-11-04T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:15:29.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some old school action....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here are a few photo's of me as a little kid and such...some of them are pretty embarrassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYS7O-zQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RNBqwuABCHM/s1600-h/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYS7O-zQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RNBqwuABCHM/s320/013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265579102743481602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYSqMcjAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zo7CXHlIKm4/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYSqMcjAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zo7CXHlIKm4/s320/012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265579098169445378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYR8Wjx2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/XPLnMgIOETo/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYR8Wjx2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/XPLnMgIOETo/s320/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265579085863831394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYR-QGImI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wRfqELNpb0o/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYR-QGImI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wRfqELNpb0o/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265579086373593698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXznksZUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/y2yFdiVLeqo/s1600-h/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXznksZUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/y2yFdiVLeqo/s320/015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265578564889896258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXzfNIPSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OjghqcRNKqs/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXzfNIPSI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OjghqcRNKqs/s320/004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265578562643574050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXzMVA7SI/AAAAAAAAAHM/troksuJE8Yk/s1600-h/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXzMVA7SI/AAAAAAAAAHM/troksuJE8Yk/s320/016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265578557576375586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXy400LKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hYwhd795hvg/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXy400LKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hYwhd795hvg/s320/002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265578552341048482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXy1l5iuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zNyvFiRUPB8/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMXy1l5iuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zNyvFiRUPB8/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265578551473179362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8641575123758292347?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8641575123758292347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8641575123758292347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8641575123758292347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8641575123758292347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-old-school-action.html' title='some old school action....'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SRMYS7O-zQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/RNBqwuABCHM/s72-c/013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-5384323865730949732</id><published>2008-11-02T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:39:55.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting the Clock Back</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to bed as early as possible. I called my fiance and said goodnight and quickly fell asleep. It wasn't even 9:30pm and I was as tired as could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my alarm for 6am and when it went off this morning, I hit snooze...twice. It was now 6:20am and I like to be at the church for services by 7:00am so I can get things set-up and help wherever possible. I still had to shower and get ready, plus, pick up doughnuts for Sunday school. I knew I'd have to really hustle this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the doughnut shop a little after 7:00am, or so I thought. I didn't worry, being a few minutes late wasn't going to hurt anyone. Every Sunday morning the same two guys are in this doughnut shop talking. This morning they were talking about how when they left home their wives were snoring. I thought to myself, "I hope I never talk about my wife like that...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the old guys says to the other old guy, "I know you have a habit of waking up at 2 or 3am every day. Did you wake up at 1am instead because of the time change...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like some slow motion movie moment for a brief second. I sat there. Amazed that this was the day we set our clocks back and hour...and I had forgot. I thought about the time change twice on Thursday and once on Friday. I even thought about it last Saturday and Sunday and in my mind smiled at the the thought of people showing up an hour early to church, not even knowing they were early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God must have been smiling in His heart at me this morning. I sure felt silly at that moment when I realized I was that guy who had forgotten the time change. As I walked out to my car I remembered something I say a lot (and usually to myself)...&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Proverbs%203:34;&amp;amp;version=31;"&gt;God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble&lt;/a&gt;. I think the way it's actually written is that the mockers, will be mocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character is so important. Not to our world, but to God. Even with the little things, God wants the best from us. In my heart, I was the mocker, and in reality, I was mocked for my pride and its was a silly little time-management/memory issue. None of you would even know this had happened if I hadn't disclosed it to you now. But God knows, and He knows I want to me a man of noble character. I want to pursue excellence. I want people to look at my life, my thoughts and actions and see something different then the ways of this world. God gracisouly reminded me that my heart is a &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;amp;chapter=12&amp;amp;verse=34&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;direct reflection of my character&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little things matter. I'm sure being on time matters, but mocking others probably matters more. I guess I had a heart-attitude that needed to be addressed and God was gracious to show me the reflection of my own heart this morning at 6 or 7am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-5384323865730949732?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/5384323865730949732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=5384323865730949732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5384323865730949732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/5384323865730949732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/11/setting-clock-back.html' title='Setting the Clock Back'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8736078784001484823</id><published>2008-10-24T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:13:30.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friends Response</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I posted an amazing &lt;a href="http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/tribute-to-friend.html"&gt;tribute blog&lt;/a&gt; to my friend JP and I e-mailed him about all of the great things I found that I thought clearly reflected him. Now, overwhelmed by my awesomeness and ability to express how I feel about him, he e-mailed me a response to my list of 20 things that make JP Ithurbun Amazing. His e-mail response was simple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;21st reason...&lt;br /&gt;A man of God once traded or wasted an hour of time meant for the mission of God to praise this Ithurburn&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So as you can tell, JP really appreciated my tribute blog. (I left out the last part where he called me a moron...he just doesn't know how to express himself.) His comment was special. So today he  kindly returned the favor by declaring why I am so special (to him?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Reasons Emery is so special: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is no control button on Nick's computer because Nick is always in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nick can eat just one Lay's potato chip (even though it does not look like it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nick destroyed the periodic table because he only recognizes the element of surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nick can kill two stones with one bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nick once ate a whole cake before his friends could tell him there was a stripper in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When Nick falls in water Nick does not get wet the water gets Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. While urinating Nick is easily capable of yielding titanium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nick doesn't throw up if he drinks too much.  Nick throws down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Nick eats beef jerky and craps gun powder.  He makes bullets out of the gun powder and kills the cows to make more beef jerky.  Some call this the circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nick is the only person to ever win a staring contest against Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles at the same time&lt;/blockquote&gt;Soooo...there you have it friends. I am pretty confident that JP won this war of words...this time! However, I have a plan to even out the score very, very soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8736078784001484823?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8736078784001484823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8736078784001484823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8736078784001484823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8736078784001484823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-friends-response.html' title='My Friends Response'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-8093950352759495649</id><published>2008-10-23T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:00:47.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to a Friend</title><content type='html'>I have this friend Jon and we both have a friend named JP. We love the guy. He's amazing. How amazing? He's cooler and better then the legend Chuck Norris. So, what do you do with a man like this...you honor him and well, the best way I knowhow is by stealing everything "good" that was ever said about Chuck Norris and then making it about JP Ithurburn. So, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Reasons why JP Ithurburn is so amazing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. JP Ithurburn’s tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried. &lt;br /&gt;2. JP Ithurburn counted to infinity - twice. &lt;br /&gt;3. JP Ithurburn does not hunt because the word hunting infers the probability of failure. JP Ithurburn goes killing. &lt;br /&gt;4. If you can see JP Ithurburn, he can see you. If you can't see JP Ithurburn you may be only seconds away from death. &lt;br /&gt;5. JP Ithurburn sold his soul to the devil for his rugged good looks and unparalleled martial arts ability. Shortly after the transaction was finalized, JP roundhouse kicked the devil in the face and took his soul back. The devil, who appreciates irony, couldn't stay mad and admitted he should have seen it coming. They now play poker every second Wednesday of the month.&lt;br /&gt;6. When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night he checks his closet for JP Ithurburn. &lt;br /&gt;7. JP Ithurburn built a time machine and went back in time to stop the JFK assassination. As Oswald shot, JP Ithurburn met all three bullets with his one good eye, deflecting them. JFK's head exploded out of sheer amazement. &lt;br /&gt;8. JP Ithurburn has already been to Mars; that's why there are no signs of life there. &lt;br /&gt;9. A blind man once stepped on JP Ithurburn’s shoe. JP replied, "Don't you know who I am? I'm JP Ithurburn!" The mere mention of his name cured this man blindness. Sadly the first, last, and only thing this man ever saw, was a fatal roundhouse delivered by JP Ithurburn.&lt;br /&gt;10. The chief export of JP Ithurburn is pain.&lt;br /&gt;11. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse actually live in JP Ithurburn’s butt.&lt;br /&gt;12. JP Ithurburn once kicked a baby elephant into puberty.&lt;br /&gt;13. JP Ithurburn ordered a Big Mac at Burger King, and got one.&lt;br /&gt;14. JP Ithurburn’s evil twin brother, Richard Simmons, once approached JP with the hope of reconciliation, but at the sight of Richard's curly, well kept hair, JP Ithurburn became so enraged that he turned green with hate and ripped Richard Simmons arms and legs off. This action was the origin of the Marvel Comic hardcore superstar, The Incredible Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;15. If paper beats rock, rock beats scissors, and scissors beats paper, what beats all 3 at the same time? Answer: JP Ithurburn.&lt;br /&gt;16. JP Ithurburn doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.&lt;br /&gt;17. JP Ithurburn can lead a horse to water AND make him drink it.&lt;br /&gt;18. JP Ithurburn doesn’t wear a watch; he decides what time it is.&lt;br /&gt;19. JP Ithurburn once shot a German plane down with his finger, by yelling, "Bang!"&lt;br /&gt;20. If you spell JP Ithurburn in Scrabble, you win. Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-8093950352759495649?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/8093950352759495649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=8093950352759495649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8093950352759495649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/8093950352759495649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/tribute-to-friend.html' title='A Tribute to a Friend'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-695189373577619600</id><published>2008-10-22T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:25:12.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelieveable Images from the 1940's</title><content type='html'>This is pretty neat--special effects during the 1940's. I never knew that the government had gone this far to protect ourselves. During World War II the Army Corps of Engineers needed to hide the Lockheed Burbank Aircraft Plant to protect it from Japanese air attack. They covered it with camouflage netting  to make it look like a rural subdivision from the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IiblvqnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2kXvhGxvYsw/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IiblvqnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2kXvhGxvYsw/s320/1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260073014895028850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IimTOKXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aNnukEyKrvI/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IimTOKXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/aNnukEyKrvI/s320/2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260073017770125682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IjTv5WHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PLDm7ukZ12o/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IjTv5WHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PLDm7ukZ12o/s320/3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260073029969991794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IjmDoWWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cnC-L6W_n_Q/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IjmDoWWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cnC-L6W_n_Q/s320/4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260073034884602210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IjlgoFuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YPHXLKJU8P8/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IjlgoFuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YPHXLKJU8P8/s320/5.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260073034737784546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-Jq_eLRDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CN4RPa2jaDw/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-Jq_eLRDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CN4RPa2jaDw/s320/6.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260074261477540914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-Jrqt_QCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TPqwKGwJGHE/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-Jrqt_QCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TPqwKGwJGHE/s320/7.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260074273086586914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-JrzuX2KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nislpRzzDJY/s1600-h/8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-JrzuX2KI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nislpRzzDJY/s320/8.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260074275504117922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-695189373577619600?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/695189373577619600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=695189373577619600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/695189373577619600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/695189373577619600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/unbelieveable-images-from-1940s.html' title='Unbelieveable Images from the 1940&apos;s'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SP-IiblvqnI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2kXvhGxvYsw/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-7946740083779470717</id><published>2008-10-17T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:27:49.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering truth</title><content type='html'>During a hard part of my life a great friend shared something that had profound effect on my life. This past week I've spent a lot of time looking back at that moment and I found myself looking again at the writing that helped me re-focus my attention and desire on the Lord. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Let me share what it was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BROKENNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is asked what is meant when one desires brokenness. Brokenness is not easy to define but can be clearly seen in the reactions of Jesus, especially as He approached the cross and crucifixion. I think it can be applied personally in this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to do the will of God means that even my Christian friends will not understand, and I remember that “neither did His brethren believe in Him,” and I bow my head to obey and accept the misunderstanding, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I am misrepresented or deliberately misinterpreted, and I remember that Jesus was falsely accused but He “held his Peace,” and I bow my head to accept the accusation without trying to justify myself, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When another is preferred before me and I am deliberately passed over, and I remember that they cried, “Away with this man, and release to us Barabbas,” and I bow my head and accept rejection, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my plans are brushed aside and I see the work of years brought to ruins by the ambitions of others, and I remember that Jesus allowed them “lead him away to crucify Him,” and he accepted that place of failure, and I bow my head and accept the injustice without bitterness, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in order to be right with my God it is necessary to take the humbling path of confession and restitution, and I remember that Jesus “made himself of no reputation,” and “humbled himself…unto death, even the death of the cross,” and I bow my head and am ready to accept the shame of exposure, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When others take unfair advantage of my being a Christian and treat my belongings as public property, and I remember “they stripped Him” and “parted His garments, casting lots,” and I bow my head and accept “joyfully the pain or loss I experience” for His sake, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one acts towards me in an unforgivable way, and I remember that when He was crucified Jesus prayed, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do,” and I bow my head and accept any behavior towards me as permitted by my loving Father, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people expect the impossible of me and more than time or human strength can give, and I remember Jesus said, “This is my body which is given for you…,” and I repent of my self-indulgence and lack of selfless giving to others, this is brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think or believe that I am broken and that I have learned all that I can learn, then I have haven’t truly embraced my brokenness. Only when I embrace my brokenness and realize that there will be nothing I can do to get out of it, and then will I truly understand why.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-7946740083779470717?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/7946740083779470717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=7946740083779470717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7946740083779470717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/7946740083779470717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/past-memory.html' title='remembering truth'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4436147696623873839</id><published>2008-10-10T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:16:44.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement Photo's</title><content type='html'>We narrowed down all of our engagement pictures to just 4 and these are the final four pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOb8Yo1AI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ro7QXWTMdkI/s1600-h/020609d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOb8Yo1AI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ro7QXWTMdkI/s320/020609d2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258249913160487938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOcMG9pFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xvgrCu0QTgk/s1600-h/020609c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOcMG9pFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/xvgrCu0QTgk/s320/020609c2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258249917381321810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOcPzZljI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z6kBDgjOolU/s1600-h/020609a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOcPzZljI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Z6kBDgjOolU/s320/020609a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258249918373008946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOcB_RgtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Perk27PqMdE/s1600-h/020609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOcB_RgtI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Perk27PqMdE/s320/020609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258249914664714962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4436147696623873839?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4436147696623873839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4436147696623873839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4436147696623873839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4436147696623873839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/engagement-photos.html' title='Engagement Photo&apos;s'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SPkOb8Yo1AI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ro7QXWTMdkI/s72-c/020609d2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-374111025782188514</id><published>2008-10-06T11:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:48:51.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Money will buy a fine dog but only kindness will make him wag his tail."&lt;/span&gt; [Author Unknown]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-374111025782188514?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/374111025782188514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=374111025782188514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/374111025782188514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/374111025782188514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/10/thought-for-week.html' title='a thought for the week'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-9152806585633076919</id><published>2008-09-23T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:57:06.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>For the past couple of years an old friend from Redding, CA sends me an e-mail with a quote or a thought about life. The title of that weekly e-mail is "Keeping it Positive" and it really surprises me how God uses his short, positive e-mails to encourage me right where I am at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is this week's encouragement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reflect upon your present blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of which every man has plenty;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not on your misfortunes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of which all men have some&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;title&gt;Keeping It Positive&lt;/title&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-9152806585633076919?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/9152806585633076919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=9152806585633076919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/9152806585633076919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/9152806585633076919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/09/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4209127526034903585</id><published>2008-09-21T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:36:52.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reason 510,289 not to do drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGPi0NPzvkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGPi0NPzvkY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this reason 510,289 not to do drugs? You might start doing YouTube videos like this crazy kid :) And I love you all way too much to see that happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4209127526034903585?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4209127526034903585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4209127526034903585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4209127526034903585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4209127526034903585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/09/reason-510289-not-to-do-drugs.html' title='reason 510,289 not to do drugs'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-4133479423463131409</id><published>2008-09-20T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:01:19.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somebody took some some engagement photos</title><content type='html'>Today was such a great day. Seriously, I love my fiance so much. I can't imagine that I could ever love someone as much as I love her. She's the best-est, best friend I could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough of the mushy stuff...today we met with our wedding photographer down in Loomis about 9am. It was super sunny, but I guess that makes it all that much more better. A friend of our photographer has some property along a creek there some big rocks, creating some natural falls, and there was some great, green fields too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have some pictures by Monday to pick from and then from there, we can get some pictures ordered up. All of this makes me so excited to get married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-4133479423463131409?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/4133479423463131409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=4133479423463131409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4133479423463131409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/4133479423463131409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/09/somebody-took-some-some-engagement.html' title='somebody took some some engagement photos'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6335356746603552979</id><published>2008-09-18T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:59:07.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a heads up everyone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SNKVRf-1waI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JwvX79t54pQ/s1600-h/theShackCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SNKVRf-1waI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JwvX79t54pQ/s320/theShackCover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247420643715432866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William "Paul" Young the author of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shack&lt;/span&gt; will be speaking in Yuba City this Friday night at 7pm at &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;pwst=1&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=RiverBend+School,+Yuba+City,+CA&amp;amp;spell=1"&gt;River Bend School&lt;/a&gt; which is on the corner of Stewart Rd and Garden Hwy. (Click on the school name for directions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will also be speaking on Saturday morning 9am for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEN ONLY &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=North+Valley+Calvary+Chapel%2C+Yuba+City%2C+CA&amp;amp;btnG=Search"&gt;North Valley Calvary Chapel&lt;/a&gt; which is located 613 Bogue Road in Yuba City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check that out if you can...it should be some good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-6335356746603552979?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/6335356746603552979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=6335356746603552979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6335356746603552979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/6335356746603552979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-heads-up-everyone.html' title='just a heads up everyone...'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SNKVRf-1waI/AAAAAAAAAFU/JwvX79t54pQ/s72-c/theShackCover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-3926341697640235203</id><published>2008-09-14T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:26:26.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"...and I kill moths."</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Nick, and I kill moths. You are probably wondering what in the world I am possibly talking about. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So let me try to explain... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this summer I was at a family camp with several of our youth leaders, including the main youth pastor from the church. One morning during devotions and worship a moth had followed him into the building and flew around our group of people the entire time we were there. He would later share how God was using this moth to speak to him and to confirm some different things had been praying about. He also shared how this was not the first time God has worked this way in his life. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moth's = something pretty deep for my fellow pastor/leader friend Todd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, during our 11:15am service at church a group of the youth leaders, students leaders, youth staff and pastors meet for a time of leadership training. We had been talking about relationships, and dating, our expectations of our leaders who are dating, and how the counsel youth who are dating. Towards the end of our time, Todd asked me a question, or something, and I begin to respond, talking from my heart about my relationship and engagement with Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now keep this in mind, earlier this summer Todd shared how God used moths to confirm things for him and this was a way God speaks to and ministers to Todd.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Okay? &lt;/span&gt;Well, as I am sharing and responding to his question, sure enough, a moth flies right across my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And without hesitation, with a left handed leaning sweep, I bat down this helpless moth. I hit the moth so hard, that it hit the ground a good two feet from me and never really moved again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I froze. I felt so bad. Not that I had killed some innocent moth, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but that I may have just killed Todd's  "Jesus" moth.&lt;/span&gt; Oh man. I guess his facial expression in that moment was pretty priceless. I promptly apologized to Todd, the moth and even to Jesus and tried to continue in my train of thought. But ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Nick, and I kill "Jesus" moths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609460389892944715-3926341697640235203?l=nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/3926341697640235203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8609460389892944715&amp;postID=3926341697640235203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3926341697640235203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8609460389892944715/posts/default/3926341697640235203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickemeryunplugged.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-i-kill-moths.html' title='&quot;...and I kill moths.&quot;'/><author><name>I'm Nick Emery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05488715607963337332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/TIpiTQG7NuI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vRu_VAd5Zcg/S220/Nick%26Mel+DepoeBay+July2010.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609460389892944715.post-6488201122404802300</id><published>2008-09-11T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:17:36.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Bad Stuff Happens: My 9/11 Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SMls2J6wo_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-QOjUXBmWvA/s1600-h/WN1393501_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4ATfggTVfs/SMls2J6wo_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-QOjUXBmWvA/s400/WN1393501_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244842918680765426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading a book last week called "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/God-Questions-Hal-Seed-Grider/dp/0978715306/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1221159965&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The God Questions: Exploring Life's Greatest Questions About God&lt;/a&gt;" and its been extremely encouraging to me. (You can click on that title to go directly to Amazon.com to order/preview the book yourself) It does an amazing job at answering some really tough questions like, "is God real? What do other religions believe? Is the Bible even true? If so, where did the Bible come from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the questions in this book was "Can a loving God really send people to hell?" And as a pastor I've really wrestled with this question. I've often wonder why and how evil was created and why there seems to be so much evil stuff in the world all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know those were my thoughts on September 11, 2001 after my roommate in college woke me up to the new
