<?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-5195514075889416515</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:21:13.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6097597175097223963</id><published>2009-03-30T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:27:07.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 30, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read Psalm 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you are my refuge, into your hands I commit my spirit.--Psalm 31:4b-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has experienced a “terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.”  Whether it is work or the economy, terrible two’s or tempestuous teens, cancer battles or even death, sometimes life makes you want to crawl back in bed, pull the covers up and hope that it all goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Psalm 31, the psalmist, overwhelmed with grief, pain and surrounded by enemies, begs God for mercy.  However, he continues to look to God with enduring faith and places his life and soul in God’s hand expecting help and protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the recurring themes in our commitment class is creating time in our life for things that bring us closer to Christ.  Worship, prayer, service, giving and learning will bring us to greater faith and willingness to commit our life and spirit to God.  As we grow closer to God, it is easier to face the bumps in the road. We know that he will watch over us and support us.  For me, this is what gives me the courage to rise each day, to try again to be more kind, more patient, more what God wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Dear God, Remind me to commit my life and soul to you each day.  Give me the courage to face each difficulty with grace and dignity, to find the good in all those I meet.   Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barbara Ziegler, an orthotist, works primarily on helmeting for children with plagiocephaly. Often she can be found in the Tykes room on Sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6097597175097223963?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6097597175097223963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6097597175097223963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6097597175097223963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6097597175097223963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-30-2009.html' title='March 30, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7987848960710231901</id><published>2009-03-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:24:34.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 29, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 51: 1-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. –Psalm 51:1-2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the reasons I look forward to the season of spring, spring cleaning nears the top of my list. While to some it may be a dreaded undertaking, to me it is an opportunity to review and assess, sort through and throw out maybe, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year it seems I commence the task with high expectations. Initially, it feels refreshing to drag everything out, re-evaluate its functionality, and discard what is deemed unnecessary. It doesn’t take long however, before I’ve emptied every last drawer and my once-good intentions are now sprawled over my entire apartment. Suddenly, what began as a pretty straightforward task has quickly become something a bit more overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Psalm 51, David is engaging in the ultimate act of soul cleansing. He is confessing his wrongdoings and as he sorts through his sins, is asking for God’s help. In this Psalm, David provides us with a model for confessing our sins to God. His example instructs us to simply acknowledge our sin and ask for God’s forgiveness.  Spring cleaning is, in the simplest sense, an opportunity to clear away our self-made obstacles and begin anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God who makes all things new, I come before you, believing in faith that you know me by my true heart. Here I stand, in my nakedness and need, recognizing in my very vulnerability, the hope offered by your "steadfast love." Create in me a clean heart, O God and renew a right spirit within me for it is your love alone that will hear me and heal me. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kalen Brune lives in Clayton and loves her job as a school social worker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7987848960710231901?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7987848960710231901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7987848960710231901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7987848960710231901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7987848960710231901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-29-2009.html' title='March 29, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2081042057850663870</id><published>2009-03-27T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:23:16.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 28, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 6:60-71&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When he entered the house, the blind men came to him, and Jesus said to them, “Do you believe I can do this?”  They said, “Lord, we do.”—Matthew 9:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a great affirmation this verse of Scripture has been over the past month as I have struggled with the trials of life.  There were times when the loss of my job and the subsequent impact on my family was overwhelming.  The persistence of these thoughts would only seem to deepen the sense of despair and magnitude of the problem.  In the midst of this internal chaos was an inner voice that kept stating “Dear child of mine, lift your eyes upward and seek me.  I know the concerns you have and the fears of the unknown, but I ask only that you trust in me and allow me time to work in your life.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trusting in God is one of the hardest things to do as a Christian.  Yet, as I have opened up to complete trust in the Lord, the feelings of despair and gloom dissipated and I have felt my spiritual life renewed.  I have come to sense that the more I trust in Him…the more He reveals Himself to me.  I have found that by trusting in Him and being obedient in my prayer life, He is active in my situation and He is REAL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord God - In all times and in all situations, may we know that you are an awesome and all-powerful God that is always in work in our lives.  Despite our limited and finite understanding, You remind us to place our trust and hope in You knowing that You are in charge and will lead us. In Your most Holy name, we say Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sue Curfman is a new member of The Gathering and works in the healthcare field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-2081042057850663870?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2081042057850663870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2081042057850663870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2081042057850663870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2081042057850663870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-28-2009.html' title='March 28, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-1627070229586955198</id><published>2009-03-27T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:21:58.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 27, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Jeremiah 23:1-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I myself will gather the remnant of my flock out of all the lands where I have driven them, and I will bring them back to their fold, and they shall be fruitful and multiply.  I will raise up shepherds over them who will shepherd them, and they shall not fear any longer, or be dismayed, nor shall any be missing, says the LORD.—Jeremiah 23:2-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the season of Lent, I often find myself feeling a little misplaced - disoriented maybe.  It’s a strange time of year: the seasons are on the cusp of changing, but you can still expect to have a balmy Spring-like day followed by a wintry blast of cold, cloudy air.  It’s unsettling.  And it doesn’t help that in our communal life at church, we’re a little more somber, more penitent, more reflective.  Lent reminds us of Jesus’ time in the wilderness and the years the Israelites spent wandering in the desert.  So it’s little wonder that we might feel slightly misplaced.  Things just aren’t quite right.  We’re not “at home.”   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jeremiah, the Israelites were far from home, too.  They’d been scattered all over the place as a result of some bad leadership.  They know they’re not where they belong.  And God knows they’re not where they belong.  So God makes a promise - a pretty incredible promise.  God promises that everyone will make it home.  Everyone.  They will be brought back to the fold.  They will be fruitful.  They will have good leaders.  They will not fear or be dismayed.  And they will all be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However misplaced we might find ourselves, however far we’ve been scattered from our home in God, God takes it upon Godself to gather us up and bring us back.  And no one will be missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: O God, greatest of all shepherds, help me keep my faith in your promise that you will always find me and bring me home.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvi Martin is a seminary student at Emory University in Atlanta, GA, and a candidate for ministry in the Missouri Annual Conference.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-1627070229586955198?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1627070229586955198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=1627070229586955198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1627070229586955198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1627070229586955198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-27-2009.html' title='March 27, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-9023385266808576310</id><published>2009-03-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:19:10.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 26, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Romans 8:12-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[W]e ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. 24For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it.—Romans 8:23-25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s scripture refreshes the idea that we are on this earth not just of our own will, but to fulfill the will of our Father in Heaven. We have heard “we are all children of God” since we were kids in Sunday school. That hasn’t changed just because we grew up. We are reminded not to live life for the daily physical “things,” but for our future lives with Christ. Be joyful and eager. Just as you keep checking your cell phone for that call, we should also be ready and waiting with bated breath for God to call us home. It may not be familiar to talk to God in prayer. He is always listening and will help you find the words. Prayer means practice. If we follow God and not the desires of the flesh we will find not only time for prayer, but that it comes more easily to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Father in Heaven, help us to forget the will of this world and look toward the fulfillment you provide us. Let the spirit excite us and help us to feel that child-like eagerness for you. We know we do not pray as we should, but you are always listening. Lead us to find the words we seek to speak to you. Let your will be done. We lift up thanks and praise in your holy name, Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heather Neun is an undergrad in biology at Saint Louis University and mother to 3 year old Sean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-9023385266808576310?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9023385266808576310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=9023385266808576310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9023385266808576310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9023385266808576310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-26-2009.html' title='March 26, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-8724151566512680416</id><published>2009-03-24T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:31:32.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 25, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 6:27-40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life, whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.—John 6:35&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for dinner. It wasn't really a sandwich, though, because we didn't have any bread. I needed to find a substitute. After a thorough search of the fridge -- I even looked behind the Christmas cheese log -- I found find a tortilla. But, the PB&amp;amp;J tortilla was not very satisfying. A while later, I was back in the pantry searching for something to snack on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day we search for things that will fulfill us -- literally, emotionally and spiritually. Some things leave us wonton, others leave us sick. And we search, often in vein, in odd places for satisfaction despite God's presence all around us. We often ignore Jesus' call to come to him while looking for something else that will satisfy our hunger and quench our thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, unlike my PB&amp;amp;J tortilla, Jesus satisfies. When we come to him there is no need to search for anything more, for he provides for and sustains us. The Spirit fulfills us totally when we dine at His table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord, guide us to your Son so that we may never be hungry and enrich our belief so that we may never be thirsty. Satisfy us with the bounty of your love. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brian Reuwee is a native of West St. Louis County, but went to high school in Springfield, Mo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-8724151566512680416?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8724151566512680416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=8724151566512680416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8724151566512680416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8724151566512680416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-25-2009.html' title='March 25, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-555631176404136275</id><published>2009-03-24T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:30:27.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 24, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 6:16-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Labour not for the meat which perisheth, but for that meat which endureth unto everlasting life, which the Son of man shall give unto you: for him hath God the Father sealed.—John 6:27 (King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this passage, Jesus says that we should seek what is enduring, not what is in the moment, and reminds us that what is enduring is the promise of everlasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn’t always easy.  In fact there was a six-month period from October ’07 until March ’08, where I thought God was punishing me for some big sin, or maybe for my collective sins.  During that time my 19-year-old and my Dad both died.  I wondered: where was the benevolent Jesus I believed in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that I didn’t do anything to “make” it happen.  It just happened.  I had turned my back on Jesus, then found The Gathering where my heart has filled with God’s grace and I am learning to bask in the promise of everlasting life where I can be reunited with those I love.  And I am at peace in that promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jesus, may we learn through your teachings to trust in you, that even when we don’t understand, you will provide not only what we need in the moment, but for all eternity.   Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lonni Schicker is a Registered Nurse, currently completing a Doctorate in Education.  She works for SSM and is a Professor of Health Administration at Lindenwood University.  Her children, grandchild and family, as well as the gift of The Gathering and the love of Jesus Christ are her joy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-555631176404136275?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/555631176404136275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=555631176404136275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/555631176404136275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/555631176404136275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-24-2009.html' title='March 24, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5343531170357011611</id><published>2009-03-24T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:29:12.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 89:1-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will sing of your steadfast love, O LORD, forever;&lt;br /&gt;With my mouth I will proclaim your faithfulness to all generations.&lt;br /&gt;I declare that your steadfast love is established forever;&lt;br /&gt;Your faithfulness is as firm as the heavens.—Psalm 89:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I remember hearing a bible story about a man proclaiming all the good deeds he had done in God's name.  My teacher told me that the important point was to do the good deeds, but to also do it with no hope of ever being recognized for it.  As a kid, I thought that was ridiculous.  No one did something for nothing, until one day I noticed some trash that a driver had thrown from his car.  Without even thinking about it I picked it up and threw it away.  No one ever said thank you, but I felt 10 feet tall.  I had helped and was part of a special team.  I imagine singing God's steadfast love forever with deeds that are loud, but with proclamations untold.  Visualize a world where everyone acts daily in small ways to make the world a better place just for the pure joy of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God, may I be presented with a small opportunity to make the world a better place and may that magnify into a chain of events with unimaginable results.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Becky Foster is the Director of Children’s Ministry at the Gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5343531170357011611?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5343531170357011611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5343531170357011611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5343531170357011611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5343531170357011611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-23-2009.html' title='March 23, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5048627746258762216</id><published>2009-03-24T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:28:03.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 22, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Luke 15:11b-32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So he got up and went to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.—Luke 15: 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wastefully extravagant consumer. A quick Google search told me that was the definition of prodigal. A further search of several dictionaries confirmed it and the words “wasteful” and “extravagant” were common throughout.  Wait. What? I thought I knew this story! I’d colored countless Sunday school activity sheets and listened to numerous sermons. I knew the story. A son runs away, makes bad choices, eats with pigs, and returns home. But adding those three words to the description, adds a new layer to the story for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Jesus tells a story 200 years ago that we still need to hear today.  In our world of wastefully extravagant consumerism, it is easy to lose focus. We like gadgets and toys. We always want more.  We have more in common with the son in our scripture than we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like the prodigal son, our Father is waiting, with compassion, for us with open arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;During this season of Lent, help us to regain our focus on you, Lord. Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jan Nelson is a 10-year transplant in St. Louis from Lima, Ohio. During worship you are most likely to find her in the balcony operating the laptop for the projector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5048627746258762216?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5048627746258762216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5048627746258762216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5048627746258762216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5048627746258762216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-22-2009.html' title='March 22, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-9191417592940690926</id><published>2009-03-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:26:59.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 21, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Romans 6:12-23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since we're free in the freedom of God, can we do anything that comes to mind? Hardly. You know well enough from your own experience that there are some acts of so-called freedom that destroy freedom.-Romans 6:15-16 (The Message)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, Leon’s father’s growing dementia and worsening medical condition forced us to make a choice between maintaining our own agendas and lifestyle or taking responsibility for his care. With many misgivings, we moved Dad Waxer to Missouri. The ensuing chaotic months brought late-night phone calls from the nursing home concerning anything from needs for foot powder to exploding toilets, the unmasking of decades-old family tensions, and significant disruptions to carefully-laid work and school plans. We also discovered a grandfather who delighted in our newborn son, an artist who enjoyed sketching portraits of new friends, and a free spirit who would discuss his latest political theories with anyone who would listen. Had we held onto our old freedoms, we would have missed a transformation from family as a source of burden and obligation to family as a formidable source of strength, grace, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suscipe (St. Ignatius of Loyola) Take, Lord, and receive all my liberty, my memory, my understanding and my entire will. All I have and call my own, you have given all to me. To you, Lord, I return it. Everything is yours; do with it what you will. Give me only your love and your grace. That is enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Waxer-Nagasakos (Leon, Elna, and Ethan) enjoy visiting coffee shops, having playdates with friends, and keeping their cat Spot happy and fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-9191417592940690926?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9191417592940690926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=9191417592940690926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9191417592940690926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9191417592940690926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-21-2009.html' title='March 21, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7198044367904708818</id><published>2009-03-24T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:25:11.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 20, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Romans 6: 1-11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you not know that all of us who have been baptized into Christ Jesus were baptized into his death? Therefore we have been buried with him by baptism into death, so that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, so we too might walk in newness of life…The death he died, he died to sin, once and for all; but the life he lives, he lives to God. So you also must consider yourselves dead to sin and alive to God in Christ Jesus.—Romans 6:3-4, 10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of baptism, my mind races back to my childhood and seeing church members being dunked or immersed in a tank of water. This immersion reminded me of one being lowered into a grave. This death, however, was of the person’s sin. What was ironic was the juxtaposition of this death of sin with water.  Water that represents Creation.  Water that represents human nature.  Water that washes and resurrects the individual to new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we don’t always immerse people in the Methodist church, the Sacrament of baptism still links God to our individual lives and into the life of the community.  When we are taken into the community, it is still both a death and the creation of new life.  By choosing and accepting Christ, we in essence accept death along with him.  For me, that meant changing from a corporate career to public service. It meant moving five hundred miles from family and friends to serve in a church.  It means having a home that does not belong to me with rusty 1980s fixtures.  But at the same time, by gathering and witnessing an infant being baptized, we believe God enters our midst and creates newness. By repenting and accepting, we acknowledge that we can have new life through him and in him.  For me, that means creating a community of learners where everyone feels a connection. It means moving again and knowing that new friends await me. It means knowing God and community will provide and it is more than good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Lent, repent and return to God. Try to find forgiveness and seek the ever-present grace. Remember your baptism and recognize the risen Christ as present and your Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living God, we are still trying to be the people you would have us to be.  Bless our community and our individual lives this Lent.  Help us to remember our baptism and allow us to live into new life.  Through Jesus Christ  our  Lord.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tammy Berneking is a PW raising a 2 ½ yr old PK. No wonder she enjoys (needs) a Tanq &amp;amp; Tonic from time to time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7198044367904708818?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7198044367904708818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7198044367904708818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7198044367904708818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7198044367904708818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-20-2009.html' title='March 20, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5287220347038971035</id><published>2009-03-18T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:48:10.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read: Psalm 42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&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—Psalm 42:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word “hope” has become common these days, popular even. There is a great need for hope in the uncertain times in which we are currently living, so it is not difficult to see why the word, the concept, the meaning is being used and explored so much. Being a follower of Christ does not make us immune to the troubles of this world, and sometimes brings even more stress, discomfort or even persecution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does give us insight into the word “hope” that others don’t have. Our lives and our futures are God’s and in His hands. I know it’s easier said than done to grasp that Hope, for as I write this, I am sick, over-busy and worried about those I care about being jobless.  However, we have to place our eternal hope in Him and not the things of this world. As the psalmist discovered, one way to attempt this is to praise Him: for who He is, what He has already done for us, and what He will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: God, help me to find Hope in you alone and to remember your sacrifice, your promises, and your love when the world strives to have me forget. I praise you for who you are and what you have done for me!  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meagan Sinn loves to travel, and is an avid baseball fan who heads to spring training about this time every year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5287220347038971035?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5287220347038971035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5287220347038971035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5287220347038971035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5287220347038971035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-19-2009.html' title='March 19, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-1110492954094356161</id><published>2009-03-18T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:47:05.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 18, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 8:12-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, ‘I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life.’—John 8:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the song we learned as kids?  “This little light of mine...I’m gonna let it shine...”  As followers of Christ we are called to let our light shine.  Is your light shining?  Do the people around you see the light of Jesus in you?  What can you do to shine Christ’s light on your family/friends/neighbors? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might want to start small, perhaps by performing a random act of kindness or a small favor for a friend.  Take a sincere interest in someone’s life.  It only takes a spark to light a fire.  As your relationships grow, maybe mention a great sermon you heard last weekend at church.  Be bold and share your life story or faith journey with them.  Once a spark has been lit, you might consider inviting them to church with you or to serve food with you at Centenary Cares.  Imagine how bright our city could be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing our faith with others can be difficult.  This passage reminds us Jesus is the source of our light.  We only have light because we are walking with Him.  Cling to Him and His Word, and our light will shine brighter.  Let’s not “hide it under a bushel!  No!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Dear Lord, Shine your light through me so that others may find their way out of darkness and into the light of life.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca Bergson, a native of McLean, Virginia, tries to shine her light at home with her husband, Mac; at work at St. Louis Children’s Hospital; and at school as a part-time graduate student at Washington University.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-1110492954094356161?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1110492954094356161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=1110492954094356161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1110492954094356161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1110492954094356161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-18-2009.html' title='March 18, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2493557616869955735</id><published>2009-03-18T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:45:53.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 17, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 78:1-39&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will open my mouth in parables,&lt;br /&gt;I will utter hidden things, things from old-&lt;br /&gt;What we have heard and known,&lt;br /&gt;What our fathers have told us.—Psalm 78:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you a story.  I love those seven words.  Every time I hear them, my attention perks up.  I want to tell you a story… as we listen to this “once upon a time” tale from the Psalms, this parable of ‘hidden things of old, of what we have heard and known, things our fathers once told,’ we listen to the storyteller unfold his tale and slowly we realize the story is talking and teaching about God, the Keeper of the Story of us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is God’s story unfolding in our lives.  We must not hide these stories from our children but proclaim God’s story loud and clear to the next generation.  Tell the story of the praiseworthy deeds of the Lord, stories of His power, and the wonders He has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: Father, creator of the stories of our lives and weaver of the stories of the world, help us share your story with the everyone we see.  Help us to see your presence in all things.  In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit, we pray.  Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doug and Beth Russell are new to the Gathering.  We feel privileged to be a part of this joy-full faith community as we share the story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-2493557616869955735?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2493557616869955735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2493557616869955735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2493557616869955735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2493557616869955735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-17-2009.html' title='March 17, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-3397841072325969314</id><published>2009-03-12T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:00:12.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 16, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 7:14-36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not judge by appearances, but judge with right judgment.—John 7:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I went to see the movie He Just Not That into You with a group of my girlfriends.  The movie wasn’t Oscar worthy by any means, but it hit close to home.  Collectively, my friends and I have spent hours overanalyzing why we hadn’t heard from guys or why we weren’t that into them.  My friends who dabble in online dating sift through dozens of guys’ profiles daily, eliminating some merely for their zip code or evidence of a receding hairline in the grainy picture on their profile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends’ quick judgment is like the Jews of Judea.  Jesus was unfairly judged based on their rules and not by the power of his deeds.  Not only were his teachings doubted by his brothers, but the Jews were out to kill him!  He may have been uneducated and broke the Sabbath, but he did so to carry out the will of God.  His intentions were genuine and he did not feel compelled to “be widely known.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we’re often quick to judge people based on trivial factors, we should focus more on the authenticity in their actions and intentions.  For me personally, a receding hairline is nothing compared to unconditional love, shared hopes and dreams, and a great sense of humor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Loving God, grant us patience and open-mindedness to look beyond first impressions.  If we must judge, teach us to see the substance within.  In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corey Stranghoener lives 5 stop signs away from The Gathering, with her boyfriend, Brian.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-3397841072325969314?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3397841072325969314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=3397841072325969314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3397841072325969314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3397841072325969314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-16-2009.html' title='March 16, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-8464909995047597482</id><published>2009-03-12T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:59:17.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 15, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read 1 Corinthians 1:18-25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the foolishness of God is wiser than man’s wisdom and the weakness of God is stronger than man’s strength. –1 Corinthians 1:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Twinkling shimmers of hope disappear.  Dark gray brightens to serene magenta.  Vibrant oranges give way to radiant blues.  Patterns of white embark on a semi-circular journey.   The symbol of life reflects its surrounding beauty.  Oranges reappear and transition to vivacious reds infused with multi-layered purples.  Eventually, the twinkling shimmers of hope reemerge.   Afterglows brighten forming motifs across the same semi-circular journey.  The cycle of color begins anew.God’s grace is witnessed each and every day of our lives.  When we grow in our faith, we begin to see this beauty for how it came to be.  This change in perspective allows us to see the Lord within fellow man.  At this point we are tasked with helping others see the cycle of color.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord, we ask that you instill a sense of humbleness in every person, allowing us to truly see miracles such as a sunrise or sunset as we do your will.  In Jesus’ name we pray – Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a husband, craftsman, designer, and problem solver, Ryan Fronick enjoys listening to and helping others see their potential.  The world is a canvas, let’s draw!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-8464909995047597482?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8464909995047597482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=8464909995047597482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8464909995047597482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8464909995047597482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-15-2009.html' title='March 15, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5161464702482081830</id><published>2009-03-12T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:57:19.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 14, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 19: 1-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Heavens are telling the glory of God; they are a marvelous display of the craftsmanship. Day and night they keep on telling about God. Without a sound or word, silent in the skies, their message reaches out to all the world.—Psalm 19: 1-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I love listening to the Christian radio station and when I first read this Psalm, it reminded me of my favorite song called “Yours” by Steven Curtis Chapman. The chorus words in the song are: “And its all Yours, God, Yours, God Everything is Yours; From the stars in the sky, to the depths of the ocean floor; And its all Yours, God, Yours, God, Everything is Yours; You’re the Maker and Keeper, Father, and Ruler of everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the semester break I had a lot of time to think while driving to internship interviews in five different states. Even though I was traveling through the dead of winter, I found a lot of beauty from the frozen rivers of South Dakota to the glistening white snow in Ohio. The beauty of the snow was contrasted by the harsh reality of falling down buildings and the extreme poverty that surrounded the hospital complex in Columbus where I interviewed. The words of the song come back to me about the streets of London, the dirt roads of Uganda, and the sidewalks of Nashville. Everything and everyone belongs to God and is His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming week I encourage you to listen to this song and to look around you and see afresh the people and places that reflect God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God, remind me that my surroundings and the people I meet are all Yours. Help me to slow down and be thankful for all the beauty you have created in this world and the people you have put in my life.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebecca Auch is a senior dietetics student at Fontbonne University and is working toward becoming a Registered Dietitian. She helps with altar preparation and often bakes communion bread. She has a 17 pound cat, named Smudgey, who likes to eat and watch TV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5161464702482081830?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5161464702482081830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5161464702482081830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5161464702482081830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5161464702482081830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-14-2009.html' title='March 14, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5545471248961616691</id><published>2009-03-12T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:56:16.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 13, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, if you hear his voice, do not harden your hearts as you did at Meribah, as you did that day at Massah in the desert.—Psalm 95:7-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever spent a restless night listening to crickets chirp outside your window?  I have spent many such nights trying to decipher those mysterious melodies without really understanding anything more than the power of that sound to put me to sleep.  God's voice contains much more mystery, and it is not always predictable when it will be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a presence among us each and every day whether it's during our morning coffee, commute home in the afternoon, or prayers at night.  He is the maker of all that we treasure, and we can rejoice and find comfort in His steadfast love.  He does not ask us to be conscious of his perpetual presence, but when He does speak to us, we should open our hearts and listen.  With an open heart, we can be honest with God and honest with ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Dear God: Give us the strength to listen to Your message for us. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben Scruggs is a graduate student at WashU and spends his spare time with his wife and chasing his 8 month old puppy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5545471248961616691?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5545471248961616691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5545471248961616691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5545471248961616691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5545471248961616691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-13-2009.html' title='March 13, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7628204826925328260</id><published>2009-03-12T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:55:09.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 12, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Jeremiah 4:9-10,19-28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now, o Israel, what does the Lord your God require of you? Only to fear the Lord your God, to walk in all his ways, to love him, to serve the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul, and to keep the commandments of the Lord your God and his decrees that I am commanding you today, for your own well-being.—Deuteronomy 10:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure sounds simple doesn’t it? All we have to do is walk in God’s way, love him and serve him with all our heart and soul. How easy, right? I know it’s not easy because I have to work on it every day, and I’ve had discussions with others who work on it every day as well, so I know I’m not alone. Keeping the commandments seems easy at first. Thou shalt not kill, no problem. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s house, maybe not so easy. But what’s important is that I try my best to live my life in a way that honors Him. If I fall I pick myself up and try again. Through the years my faith has grown deeper, and my love for Him stronger, yet I have room for daily improvement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this season of Lent, let us all work everyday to improve our Christian life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: Lord, thank you for giving yourself for me. May I use your examples as a reminder of the person I want to be. Amen&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Barb Guess enjoys exercising, Godiva chocolate, and a good merlot, not necessarily in that order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7628204826925328260?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7628204826925328260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7628204826925328260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7628204826925328260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7628204826925328260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-12-2009.html' title='March 12, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5434008203969305538</id><published>2009-03-12T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:54:07.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 11, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He shall come down like rain upon the mown grass: as showers that water the earth.—Psalm 72:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the metaphors that represent one’s life, the above strikes me as a beautifully fresh and timely parallel to the stage of life that I find myself. I’ve lived through the Spring season of my blessed time influencing people in many ways but much of that influence was focused on seemingly mundane subject matter. I spent many a moment to convince people to listen to certain music or do their work in a particularly efficient manner. Told others how they should dress or how to approach a sporting activity tactically. Explained endlessly the pros of purchasing a certain brand of automobile or...so on and so forth. Amidst all these interactions with people they always seem to be important at the time. But now as I have matured and grown to a significant potential, I have been given a new perspective and I have realized that God’s word takes precedence over all of those mundane things. Now it is my time to share his strength with those people who value my opinion. It is more important now than ever before because in helping others to grow in his word, I am continuing to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Dear God: Open my heart to the influence of God’s strength. Help me to take the time to share my understanding of Your word with those around me as it will only make me stronger. Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephen Barr was brought up in the Methodist church in urban Des Moines, Iowa where his family drove in from the suburbs every Sunday to worship at the building his Grandparents help build. Life truly is cyclical as he now drives his family into the city to worship at a new church that they became involved with near the very beginning of its conception.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5434008203969305538?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5434008203969305538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5434008203969305538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5434008203969305538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5434008203969305538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-11-2009.html' title='March 11, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-8764018459837123149</id><published>2009-03-12T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:53:02.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 10, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 4:43-54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unless you people see miraculous signs and wonders,' Jesus told him, 'you will never believe.—John 4:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 4:43-54 tells the story of the royal official who asks Jesus to heal his son. The boy is close to death, and the official begs Jesus to come to his home and heal the boy. Jesus utters the lines quoted above and then tells the official that his son will live and that he can return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most shocking to me about this story isn't that Jesus heals the boy. It's the fact that the man takes Jesus at his word and goes home. In such a dire situation, could you have done that? I'm not sure I could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray for things all the time--for healing, for wisdom, for courage--but how often to do we wait patiently, believing that in time God will fulfill the promises he's made to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I often expect miraculous answers to my prayers. I have a hard time letting things happen on God's time and terms. When big things don't happen, I get disheartened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Jesus is right. I think that it's hard sometimes to believe in the promises of God without miraculous proof. If we look closely, though, those miraculous signs and wonders are all around us, and our prayers are being answered in small and unexpected ways. This story, and especially this passage, reminds me that I need to wait for God's answer on God's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: Dear God:Thank you for all of the unexpected ways you answer our prayers. Remind us that you are at work in our lives, even when the answers to our prayers aren't big or life changing. Grant us the patience to experience your works in your time and in your way.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erin Leach is a wife, librarian, and amateur crafter. She enjoys naps, jogging on the treadmill while watching bad reality television, and taking part in The Gathering's small group ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-8764018459837123149?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8764018459837123149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=8764018459837123149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8764018459837123149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8764018459837123149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-10-2009_12.html' title='March 10, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6280687883065939968</id><published>2009-03-12T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:51:29.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 9, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Romans 1:1-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all God's beloved in Rome, who are called to be saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. First, I thank my God through Jesus Christ for all of you, because your faith is proclaimed throughout the world. For God, whom I serve with my spirit by announcing the gospel of his Son, is my witness that without ceasing I remember you always in my prayers, asking that by God's will I may somehow at last succeed in coming to you. For I am longing to see you so that I may share with you some spiritual gift to strengthen you—or rather so that we may be mutually encouraged by each other's faith, both yours and mine.—Romans 1:7-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called by God. As citizens of the world, as people from different faiths and backgrounds, we are called to proclaim and live God’s message of compassion, charity, and tolerance, and to pursue justice and peace. Like Paul finds solace and encouragement in the community of his fellow believers, we should remember one another in prayer as we navigate the difficulties and opportunities of life, and as we work to create opportunity where it is needed. By celebrating the gospel and proclaiming our faith to God and to one another as followers, we strengthen our belief in humanity and we recognize the gifts that God has given to us. We should celebrate our shared faith and vision of God’s world, because it encourages our individual efforts and provides a sense of well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: Dear God, grant me the discipline to recognize your call. Help me take time to honor your name, to live your message, to 'lead by example', to live by your word, and share the good news about your love to those hungry for acceptance, or in need of encouragement. Let me not forget the others that have been called, let me reach out to them and find encouragement and strength in our connection. Help us stay optimistic that with hard work, faith, and devotion we can make a positive change in the things that we encounter. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Josh Kennerly has attended The Gathering for 2 years. He lives in Maplewood, MO with his wife and two daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6280687883065939968?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6280687883065939968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6280687883065939968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6280687883065939968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6280687883065939968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-10-2009.html' title='March 9, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7073815075989337463</id><published>2009-03-12T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:49:44.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 8, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read  Mark 8:31-38&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it. What good is it for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul? If anyone is ashamed of me and my words in this adulterous and sinful generation, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when he comes in his Father's glory with the holy angels.”—Mark 8:31-38&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we read this passage, especially the first command, it may be difficult to comprehend all that Jesus is asking us to do.  Just how many things, how much, should we be denying ourselves?  How big a cross will we have to bear?  Or you may be thinking, I feel like I already bear the weight of a heavy cross...how much more can I take?  More importantly, let's focus on the last two words: "follow me.”  Jesus is asking us to focus on a relentless pursuit of faith.  He is asking us to embark on an emotional, amazing-grace, soul-searching, life-saving adventure.  Would you hike up Mount Everest and bring everything you own?  Sometimes the journey requires only the essential equipment and in this case, it only requires you.  Sure, we want to celebrate the many blessings in life along the way, but we want to be mindful that the greatest gift of all is grace and salvation through faith in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Gracious Father, help me to walk closer to you each day as I navigate the temptations of the world.  By your grace I am saved, and there is no greater blessing.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christy Kleinbeck enjoys working in youth and urban education at UrbanFUTURE in Tower Grove South.  She spends Sunday mornings at the Gathering with her fiancé, Kameron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7073815075989337463?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7073815075989337463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7073815075989337463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7073815075989337463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7073815075989337463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-8-2009.html' title='March 8, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-3480106533474391876</id><published>2009-03-12T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:48:17.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 7, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 4: 1-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The woman said to Him, “I know that the Messiah is coming.  When He comes, He will tell us all things.” Jesus said to her, “I who speak to you am He.”—John 4:25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The Jews did not like the Samaritans.  When Jesus left Judea to depart for Galilee, he needed to go through Samaria.  This was not a problem for Jesus, and he didn’t make a big announcement of his arrival.  Instead, he simply shared his identity in the shade of a well to an ostracized Samaritan woman.  Jesus knew her past and did not condemn her.  Suddenly, the insignificance of her life disappeared in the glory of that moment.  “God is here!  God has come!  God cares for me!”  She is joyous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the well, she grabbed the first person she saw and announced her discovery.  “I just talked to a man who knows everything I ever did…and he loves me anyway!”  There it is…that unconditional love.  That’s Jesus…doing what he does best…telling us and showing us that God is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us make mistakes and poor choices.  We are human.  I am overwhelmed with gratitude when I think that God forgives me, welcomes me into His arms, and showers me with unconditional love.  Isn’t it amazing to know that there is not a checklist of things that we must do first in order to receive this unconditional love?  There are no strings attached, no plea bargains to be made, and no fine print to read.  He loves me.  When I know that someone loves me and does not place conditions on that love…well, I strive to honor that loving gift by working diligently to improve my life and the life of others, to share kindness with others, to be more accepting and tolerant of others, and to freely offer to others that unconditional love that is given to me.  Jesus loves me this I know…and by His love and my love for him, I am redeemed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, help me learn from the teachings of Jesus.  Work with me in strengthening my faith so that I can “see” others in the way that Jesus would see them.  Allow me to offer unconditional love to all that I meet and to be an instrument of your word as I share the good news and joy of the love of Jesus Christ.  Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Muren joined The Gathering in June of 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-3480106533474391876?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3480106533474391876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=3480106533474391876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3480106533474391876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3480106533474391876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-7-2009.html' title='March 7, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2139407579395369797</id><published>2009-03-12T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:46:19.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 6, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O that today you would listen to His voice! Do not harden your hearts as at Miribah, as on the day at Massah in the wilderness, when your ancestors tested me, and put me to the proof, though they had seen my work.—Psalm 95: 7-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I experience God’s goodness in my life: in the strength of my marriage; in the eyes of my children; in the gift of enough to eat and a house to live in; in the companionship of my friends; in the community of my church. I know that all I have is a blessing, and yet how often am I put out by small meaningless occurrences in my hectic life. How easy I forget to listen to His voice, or when I do hear Him, how quickly I brush it aside to keep on my schedule. We need to keep our eyes and ears open EVERY DAY…keep our heart open EVERY DAY! Proof of His love is around us; our task is to be open to Him EVERY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: God, help me use my eyes, ears and heart to experience your glory every day, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barb Guess is a wife, busy mom of 2 teenagers, and teaches early childhood in a special education classroom.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-2139407579395369797?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2139407579395369797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2139407579395369797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2139407579395369797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2139407579395369797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-6-2009.html' title='March 6, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5551066858393983496</id><published>2009-03-05T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:35:34.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 5, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 3:16-21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is the judgment, that the light has come into the world, and people loved darkness rather than light because their deeds were evil. For all who do evil hate the light and do not come to the light, so that their deeds may not be exposed. But those who do what is true come to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that their deeds have been done in God.—John 3:19-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:19 confronts us with the fact that we sometimes love darkness. We all do evil. We may congratulate ourselves that we do not have malice in our hearts, but evil can come from other sources such as apathy, indifference, and sloth. And what is more natural than to hide evil when you realize what you have done? Christ warns us that an impulse to hide something we have done is an indication that the act was evil. Our first task is simple: stop doing evil. Christ urges us to do good and come to the light. John Wesley, the founder of Methodism, echoes Christ when he makes one of his three rules simply “Do good.” Very simply then, Christ’s message to us is to stop doing evil, and start doing good. Evil has many faces and can be difficult to discern, but at least Christ has given us a clue for finding it. If it is something that you don’t want others to know about, it’s probably something you shouldn’t do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavenly Father, help me to recognize the evil that I do and to cease doing it. Grant me the strength and virtue to do good in this world. In Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Parnell enjoys keeping checked-out library books for as long as possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5551066858393983496?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5551066858393983496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5551066858393983496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5551066858393983496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5551066858393983496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-5-2009.html' title='March 5, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-801257437910497521</id><published>2009-03-05T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:34:32.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 4, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Hebrews 3:12-19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;For we have become partners of Christ, if only we hold our first confidence firm to the end. As it is said, ‘Today, if you hear his voice, do not harden your hearts as in the rebellion.”—Hebrews 3:14-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I learned that the 40 days of Lent were a time for self-denial and a time to honor the 40 days that Jesus withdrew into the wilderness before he started his ministry. The idea of self-denial always made sense to me but only recently did I start wrestling with the idea of wilderness and its purpose in the season of Lent. Before he began his ministry in this world, Jesus went into the wilderness to prepare his heart for the great works God had in store for him. During Lent we too have the opportunity to venture into the wilderness to prepare our own hearts for what God has in store for us. It turns out though that sometimes the wilderness of our lives can be pretty daunting. In the wilderness one may feel alone and lost, confused and ambivalent, anxious and scared. Yes, we have chosen to become partners in Christ but how do we hold our first confidence in Him firm to the end? How do we find our way back out of the wilderness during this season of lent? Listen. Listen for God’s voice. Listen for God’s voice calling to you in the wilderness. As you prepare your heart during this season of Lent do not be afraid to spend time in the wilderness; but if you hear God’s voice calling to you, listen to it. Do not harden your heart in rebellion. Be vigilant, focused, and sincere in your effort to hold your first confidence in Him firm to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Lord God, thank you for the opportunity to voyage into the wilderness during this season of Lent. Please grant me the wisdom to hear your voice calling to me, the courage to follow that voice out of the wilderness, and the strength to hold strong to my first confidence in you. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenny Shult works as a social worker at a large non-profit that supports people with developmental disabilities and their families.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-801257437910497521?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/801257437910497521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=801257437910497521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/801257437910497521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/801257437910497521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-4-2009.html' title='March 4, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-3625835298695294344</id><published>2009-03-05T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:33:07.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 3, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 2:13-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He told those who were selling the doves, "Take these things out of here! Stop making my Father's house a marketplace!"  His disciples remembered that it was written, "Zeal for your house will consume me."  The Jews then said to him, "What sign can you show us for doing this?" Jesus answered them, "Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up."  The Jews then said, "This temple has been under construction for forty-six years, and will you raise it up in three days?"  But he was speaking of the temple of his body.—John 2:16-21&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of trouble, good TV drama actors can often include short prayers to God that go something like this; “If you get me through this, I promise I’ll live a better life.” Or, “If you’re really up there, give me a sign.” In our hectic lives, we often think that God has forgotten about us and we test God, just as the Jews tested Jesus, to prove divine existence. Usually, the problem isn’t in the lack of God’s presence or power, but in the lack of our serenity and calmness to hear God’s voice. I believe the marketplace in this story represents our everyday life. Our work, errands, and family commitments all hinder us from listening to God. True faith is believing before something happens. It’s believing that God will help when asked. And, it means that we are not to test God with “If you’re up there….” Or “Get me out of this and I’ll…” As we read scripture and try our best to make sense of it, let God speak to you and bring a fresh air to the ancient words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray:  Dear God, we know you exist. We know that you are there to hear us, comfort us and heal us. But God, we know that we must take time to talk with you, to learn more about you and to offer up our prayers. I commit to making this Lenten season a time when I will draw closer to you; because of your love for me and for the gift of your Son. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andy Waggoner is the Director of Worship Ministries at The Gathering, and is also the Artistic Director and Conductor of the Collinsville Chorale and participates in acting and musically directing community theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-3625835298695294344?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3625835298695294344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=3625835298695294344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3625835298695294344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3625835298695294344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-3-2009.html' title='March 3, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6392656804650722652</id><published>2009-03-05T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:31:25.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read John 2:1-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[T]he steward tasted the water that had become wine, and did not know where it came from…Jesus did this, the first of his signs, in Cana of Galilee, and revealed his glory; and his disciples believed in him.—John 2:9, 11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, especially when I’m talking to people who don’t share my same faith in Christ, I wish that there were the sort of wine-to-water enormous and mind-boggling miracles to support my case for faith.  So, from time to time, I reread the lyric to a song by Peter Mayer that I copied into my journal once:  Wine from water is not so small/But an even better magic trick/Is that anything is here at all/So the challenging thing becomes/Not to look for miracles/But finding where there isn’t one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This frame of mind changes my entire experience of any particular day.  Simply walking out the door to my car each morning before work becomes a prayer of humble thanks—for the smell of the outdoors, for the satisfying crunch of the leaves still on the ground juxtaposed against the first signs of new life on the branches above me, the bright sun and the noisy birds calling overhead—God’s daily generosity and constant reminders of His mighty presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enormity of the miracle isn’t the fact that Jesus turned water into wine, it’s that God loves us so much that He reveals His glory to us over and over, nourishing our belief.  What’s more, He loves us so much that He sent His son to demonstrate that love in a way that we might understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray:  Living God, You fill the world around us with miracles.  Open our hearts and our minds so that we might recognize Your power and beauty in our encounter of the world.  We praise You for sending us Your son, who revealed You through not only miracles, but also by showing understanding, acceptance and love for all Your children.  May we follow in His footsteps to do the same.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holly Knights and her boyfriend, Matt, will be very sad to say goodbye to The Gathering when they move to Chicago this summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6392656804650722652?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6392656804650722652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6392656804650722652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6392656804650722652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6392656804650722652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-2-2009.html' title='March 2, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2105277408788120157</id><published>2009-03-01T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:44:59.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday March 1, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read 1 Peter 3:18-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God waited patiently.—1 Peter 3:20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a parent is a trying affair.  Kids often move at their own pace; sometimes racing around the house, other times totally frozen in place by a toy they haven’t seen in months, or a T.V. show, or a book, or most anything but what you want them to do RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oftentimes, we forget the patience God has for us.  Peter tells of how God waited for Noah to finish construction of the ark was built until he flooded the Earth.  Thousands of years passed before Jesus arrived, while God continued to love us and we moved at our own pace—sometimes listening to God, other times chasing false idols, other gods, or whatever distracted us at that time.  We are God’s children, and try as we might, we still act like children.  And God still loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we enter this time of Lent, we should recognize not only God’s love for us, but his patience when we stray from His plan.  He continues to love us when we stop paying attention; just as we love our children even when the Power Ranger is more important than getting dressed for school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Dear Lord, we are blessed by your love and patience. Remind us of your grace, as we struggle to show patience towards others.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeff Atkinson and his wife Jennifer often ask “Is there a butterfly in here?” when Eric’s attention goes from place to place.  Thankfully, since Aaron is only 2 months old, he is a bit easier to keep track of on a regular basis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-2105277408788120157?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2105277408788120157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2105277408788120157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2105277408788120157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2105277408788120157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-march-1-2009.html' title='Sunday March 1, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-1517876311092262464</id><published>2009-03-01T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:43:52.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday February 28, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Lord my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me.—Psalm 30:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While vacationing in Mexico I contracted Bell's Palsy, a paralysis of the major nerve of one side of the face.  Luckily for me a friend had had it a few months earlier.  I had seen his face and he had told me about the progression of his bout with Bell's Palsy.  We quickly called the house doctor of the resort we were staying at and through my limited Spanish and his limited English we were able to determine it was Bells Palsy and he prescribed medications for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my doctor the day after we arrived back home and she changed the medications and added physical therapy.  The therapist sent me home with a small device that I was to use four times a day. I was to shock 4 different areas of my face, ten times each, to stimulate the nerves of my face to get them working again.  It was not a pleasant thing to do, shocking myself on my eyebrow, nose, lips and cheek.  But, I sure didn’t want the left side of my face to stay the way it was, drooping and not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the 4th day I became very discouraged and just sat down on the toilet and cried.  My husband heard me crying and came in.  He was surprised to find me this way since I had been pretty upbeat about the whole thing, to this point. He was very understanding and gave me a pep talk, which helped a bit.  I finished that shock session and went into the bed room to talk and cry with God. I honestly don’t remember much about the conversation we had, but I do remember to this day the feeling I could finish the therapy, and that God had been with me through the whole experience and would see me through this and any other tough times ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Lord, thank you for sending your son to make the ultimate sacrifice for us. I can only imagine the pain he endured. I know you are watching over me.  Please help me to always come to you when I am hurting or confused.  I know you will give me strength.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice Davis gives a shout out to Brynn, her awesome step-daughter and Jeff, her sweetheart of a husband.  Oh, and their cat, Abby who lets them live with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-1517876311092262464?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1517876311092262464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=1517876311092262464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1517876311092262464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1517876311092262464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-february-28-2009.html' title='Saturday February 28, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-4293646780276206633</id><published>2009-03-01T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:42:44.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday February 27, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation!—Psalm 95:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;When I read this Psalm I am reminded what a great God we have to worship. A God above all others, a God who made the earth and the sea, a God who guides us as a shepherd guides his sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days it's so easy to feel God's presence all around me, to worship and make a joyful noise. There are other days when I struggle to feel God's presence, when I feel in the dark and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is on these days that I've found that I need to choose to worship God.  I need to choose joy.  In choosing to worship God, I am reminded of what an awesome God we serve. In choosing joy, I think of all that I am thankful for and I am reminded of how blessed I am.  In choosing to worship, I find the darkness of the day gone and I am reminded that I am not alone.  During this season of Lent, let us all intentionally choose joy and experience worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Lord, we all have days where we feel Your presence and days when we feel all alone.  Help us remember that You are always there, even when we feel in the dark and alone.  Remind us to choose joy, to choose to worship You and make a joyful noise.  Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve Stack is the second of three sons of two most amazing people he knows.  His parents, Jim &amp;amp; Mary Sue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-4293646780276206633?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4293646780276206633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=4293646780276206633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4293646780276206633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4293646780276206633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-february-27-2009.html' title='Friday February 27, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2118057623915034325</id><published>2009-03-01T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:40:22.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday February 26, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Titus 1:1-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For this reason rebuke them sharply, so that they may become sound in the faith.—Titus 1:13&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scripture reading, Paul addresses his colleague Titus, who was left on the island of Crete to guide the new community of Christians there. Paul does not have a high opinion of Cretans. He advises Titus to guide them strictly and firmly, calling the Cretans “detestable, disobedient, unfit for any good work.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passage makes me uneasy. It sounds like many complaints I heard in the middle school teachers’ lounge, especially regarding the 8th graders who were about to go on to high school. But even worse, it sounds like Paul expects Christians to hold each other accountable for their own actions, and to confront each other directly when one believes another is misbehaving. Worse yet, Jesus himself describes this process in detail in Matthew 18: 15-20.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don’t know if I want other people to judge my behavior and get in my face about it. The Church has a well-deserved reputation for being intolerant and judgmental; there are far too many so-called Christians who think they have the one and only true answer. I frankly am not interested in their opinions, let alone their condemnations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this is Lent. It’s a time of self-examination, humility, and sacrifice. Perhaps I need to examine my resistance to being held accountable; maybe I need to sacrifice my attachment to my own interpretations and beliefs; it could be that I need humbly to solicit the insight and advice of Christian people whom I trust. I know I’m far from perfect. Hearing what I need to correct or improve might not be so bad if I know that I am loved by the community of faith. I might even be able to make some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Blessed and Beloved Spirit, by your holy grace give us the faith and courage to examine our pride, to sacrifice our unwillingness to change, and to trust that we are loved. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becky Browne is an inconsistent gardener who enjoys baking bread and thinks that kids are going to the dogs only if they are volunteering at the Humane Society.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/5195514075889416515-2118057623915034325?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2118057623915034325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2118057623915034325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2118057623915034325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2118057623915034325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-february-26-2009.html' title='Thursday February 26, 2009'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7615480985619742549</id><published>2009-03-01T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:36:54.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ash Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read Joel 2:1-2, 12-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet even now, says the Lord, return to me with all your heart, with fastin, with weeping and with mourning…Blow the trumpet in Zion; sanctify a fast; call a solemn assembly; gather the people.  Sanctify the congregation.—Joel 2:12 &amp;amp; 15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The prophet Joel spoke jolting words of God to Israel, “return to me with all your heart, with weeping, and with mourning.”  Most of us don’t like to think God demands anything harsh of us.  Most of us don’t like to think that God might engage in judgment.  None of us want to believe that we’ve somehow separated ourselves from God in a way that requires a return with fasting, weeping and mourning.  It makes God sound harsh and makes us sound worse than we are.&lt;br /&gt;But…then I think about the life I’ve been living.  I think about the waste of resources I create.  I think about the abuse I perpetrate against friends (usually without even realizing it) because of my own self-centeredness.  I think about how I’ve failed to be present to my family because I was too wrapped up in my job or in my own wants.  And suddenly, God’s call to return, God’s judgment doesn’t seem nearly as unjustified and negative.  In fact, when I take a minute to reflect on the ways I haven’t quite lived up to the expectations of God and my community, I start to realize that God’s judgment and call for penance doesn’t have to be understood as harsh.  It can be understood as merciful, even necessary to bring me back to a life of faithful living.Lent is not a time to feel guilty about misdeeds.  Lent is time set aside to intentionally remember how we live and to seek a return to God and faithfulness.  Such a return is not easy, nor is it something we can do alone.  We require the assistance of God’s grace and our community.  Joel’s call to return to God is immediately followed by a call to do so with others: “Call a solemn assembly; gather the people. Sanctify the congregation.”  Over the next several weeks, allow yourself to be called closer to God.  Do so by opening yourself to others at The Gathering.  Join this community in seeking a return to faithful living.  Seek the intentionality of Tuesday morning prayer, the Experiencing Prayer sessions, weekly worship and your own private prayer life with this Lenten Devotional.  And through this gathering, this solemn assembly, this sanctified congregation, I pray you grow in and towards God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: Merciful God, we are still trying to be the people you would have us to be.  Sanctify our community and our individual lives this Lent.  Open us to hear your Words, calling us back, and allow us to grow closer to you.  Through Jesus Christ our Lord.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nate Berneking is the Pastor of Spiritual Formation.  He enjoys thinking, reading, cooking, traveling and spending time with friends and family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7615480985619742549?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7615480985619742549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7615480985619742549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7615480985619742549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7615480985619742549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/ash-wednesday.html' title='Ash Wednesday'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6165647556675945979</id><published>2008-12-19T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:05:18.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 19, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I desire to do your will, O my God; your law is within my heart. I proclaim righteousness in the great assembly; I do not seal my lips, as you know, O Lord. I do not hide your righteousness in my heart; I speak of your faithfulness and salvation. I do not conceal your love and your truth from the great assembly.—Psalm 40:8-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas season is one of our favorite times of year, but it is also one our busiest times of year. We truly enjoy the season’s traditions, songs, smells and celebrations. However, we find that every year we rush through the season trying to find the perfect gifts and the perfect decorations, trying to wrap up another year of school and work and trying to make it to each of our family’s celebrations. We get so caught up in all of the activities and traditions of Christmas that we miss the opportunity to reflect on and share the true meaning of Christmas with others. When we first read today’s Scripture passage, we were truly humbled. We could definitely not honestly speak these words as true in our lives during the Christmas season. Then we asked ourselves if this passage was true in our lives throughout the year. This Scripture is a challenging one, but one that we should seek to be true of our lives during this Christmas season as well as throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Lord, during this Christmas season and throughout the year, help me to desire Your will and to share Your love with my family, my friends, and my community.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rob and Becca have lived in St. Louis for the past 2 and a half years and are expecting their first child in February 2009.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6165647556675945979?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6165647556675945979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6165647556675945979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6165647556675945979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6165647556675945979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-19-2008.html' title='December 19, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6875048129695711165</id><published>2008-12-19T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:04:01.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 18, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Matthew 3:1-12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;When John realized that a lot of Pharisees and Sadducees were showing up for a baptismal experience because it was becoming the popular thing to do, he exploded: ‘Brood of snakes! What do you think you’re doing slithering down here to the river? Do you think a little water on your snakeskins is going to make any difference? It’s your life that must change, not your skin... [Jesus] is going to clean house – make a clean sweep of your lives. He’ll place everything true in is proper place before God; everything false he’ll put out with the trash to be burned.—Matthew 3:7-8,12 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Through today’s passage God calls on us to think about how we are living our lives. Are we going through the motions of following God, like the Pharisees and the Sadducees? Or are we truly allowing God to come into our lives and into our hearts? Keeping up an outward appearance of faith that is only skin-deep means nothing to God. This message from John the Baptist reminds us that Jesus does not want frivolous religious activity from us; he wants our hearts. God desires continual evidence that we want to change the way we live.  What an overwhelming charge! It’s no wonder that Jesus is here to clean things up in our lives – to keep what is pleasing to God and to put the rest out with the trash to be burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Jesus, thank you for coming into my life and changing me from the inside out. Teach me to bear fruit that is satisfying and pleasing to you. Ignite a fire within me and give me courage as you make a clean sweep of my life. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jenny Shult works as a social worker at a large non-profit that supports people with developmental disabilities and their families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6875048129695711165?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6875048129695711165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6875048129695711165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6875048129695711165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6875048129695711165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-18-2008.html' title='December 18, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2945409920115692386</id><published>2008-12-19T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:01:05.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 17, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read Mark 1:1-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As it is written in Isaiah the prophet, "Behold, I send my messenger before your face, who will prepare your way, the voice of one crying in the wilderness: 'Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.'"—Mark 1:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few weeks ago, Pastor Matt finished his sermon series, “Why Church?” A lot of what we talked about was the public perception of Church and how people viewed Christians. Although we don’t wear camel hair and eat locust drenched in honey as John the Baptist did, we can seem kind of weird to people who are not followers of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When trying to reach people, with the good news of Christ, the Advent and Christmas season is the perfect time to introduce your faith to them. I think what sometimes gives the church a wrongful perception is that too often the people try to do the “saving” themselves. John the Baptist teaches us to prepare the way of the Lord. Sometimes, all we need to do is plant the seed and let the Holy Spirit do the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In this season of giving, think of someone who can use this good news and share it. Let us all be like John the Baptist in preparing the way of the Lord here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, allow your spirit to move in me as I do my best to tell everyone I know about your amazing love. Help me in my own way, using the gifts you’ve given me, to prepare the way for others to feel the presence of your Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andy Waggoner leads our worship with music each Sunday at The Gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-2945409920115692386?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2945409920115692386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2945409920115692386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2945409920115692386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2945409920115692386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-17-2008.html' title='December 17, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-1816053954150913176</id><published>2008-12-19T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:59:54.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 16, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Isaiah 9:1-7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who lived in a land of deep darkness- on them light has shined.—Isaiah 9:2b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advent season is a perfect time to exemplify this verse.  There are many people in our world, smaller even, St. Louis, that walk in darkness.  They watch the news and believe that everything is spiraling out of control; unemployment, sickness, poverty, intolerance, and violence.  They don't see the light in every day or every moment.  There is a light of goodness for those who chose to see it.  It could be a simple smile or a perfect snowflake on the windshield.  Once you see the small gifts of light that were always there, but unnoticed, they seem to multiply until there is only light.   It is overwhelmed by the teamwork of individual tiny lights.  Today be a steward.  Be that first point of light that creates a cascade effect of beautiful light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Dear God, please help me to be a bright light to show your love to the world everyday.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rebecca Foster is the Director of Kid's Ministry at the Gathering United Methodist Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-1816053954150913176?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1816053954150913176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=1816053954150913176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1816053954150913176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/1816053954150913176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-16-2008.html' title='December 16, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-9050686317933479877</id><published>2008-12-19T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:58:16.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 15, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Luke 22: 39-53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When he got up from prayer, he came to the disciples and found them sleeping because of grief, and he said to them, “Why are you sleeping?  Get up and pray that you may not come into the time of trial.—Luke 22:45-46&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child reading this passage, I used to get so angry at the apostles.  Here they are with Jesus, the son of God, and they cannot even follow the simple instructions to “stay awake and pray.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as an adult, I sympathize with the apostles.  I, too, know Jesus is the son of God and my savior, yet I find myself asleep on Jesus many times without even realizing it.  God’s requests are quite simple: “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength,” and “Love your neighbor.”  Yet, I consistently put my own desires ahead of His, pushing God lower on the priority list, falling asleep on my promise to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The encouraging thing about this passage is that Jesus does not give up the apostles.  He gives them many chances, and He forgives us continually.  As followers of Christ let us work together to stay awake and recognize His presence in our life always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, thank you for forgiving me when I fail to follow your commandments.  Open my eyes and awaken my soul.  Amen&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mac Bergson and his wife, Rebecca, recently moved to St. Louis from Chapel Hill, North Carolina.  One of their favorite things about living in St. Louis is “waking up” on Sundays at The Gathering.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-9050686317933479877?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9050686317933479877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=9050686317933479877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9050686317933479877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9050686317933479877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-15-2008.html' title='December 15, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-4764544560611817172</id><published>2008-12-19T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:57:10.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 14, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read 1 Thessalonians 5:16-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.  Do not put out the Spirit's fire; do not treat prophecies with contempt. Test everything. Hold on to the good. Avoid every kind of evil.  May God himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through.  May your whole spirit, soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.  The one who calls you is faithful and he will do it.—1 Thessalonians 5:16-24&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Paul’s letter to the Christians in Thessalonica, he is basically offering up examples of how they might keep up the “basics” of Christian living.  In this passage, what resonated with me most, were the first 3 practices to work on, all of which require effort &amp;amp; discipline:  To be joyful always, To pray continually, To give thanks in all circumstances.  In today’s world, it is challenging to keep up with life’s fast pace. However, Paul reminds us that in order to survive the daily grind, we need to keep our spiritual life a priority and that we need to nurture it and strengthen it by applying these 3 practices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to be joyful always!  We all have bad days and worse, tragic events that may happen in our lives.  How we react to these circumstances or events is a choice we make.  Our reaction is a direct result of our belief about the situation.  When we believe that God loves us, wants what is best for us, and that God will cause every situation in our lives to turn out for the best, then it is much easier to be joyful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray continually.  In the midst of our busy lives, many times we think that we don’t have time to pray.  When you pray, you are forced to slow down.  The focus of our thoughts become on God, rather than ourselves.  When I pray during the day, it helps me to quit beating myself up for my own shortcomings, but rather to think about how powerful God is and to remember that he will help me through the situation, day or week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks in all circumstances.   We need to remember that no matter what the situation, if we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. (1John 1:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Dear God, Thank you for being there for me in the chaotic world I live in.  Thank you for loving me unconditionally.  Forgive me for focusing on my busy life, rather than putting the focus on you.  Help me to remain disciplined so that I can continue to make my spiritual life a priority through rejoicing, praying, and giving thanks.  Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Renee Loomis is the leader of the Connections Team at The Gathering.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-4764544560611817172?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4764544560611817172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=4764544560611817172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4764544560611817172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4764544560611817172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-14-2008.html' title='December 14, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6254483142894043262</id><published>2008-12-19T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:55:36.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 13, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, my God, I yelled for help and you put me together.  God, you pulled me out of the grave, gave me another chance at life when I was down-and-out.—Psalm 30:2-3 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Have you ever noticed that some Christians seem to be happy all the time?  It seems as though nothing gets them down.  But the truth is, no one is happy all of the time.  Part of being in the world, a world of sin, is a life filled with sin, enemies, jealousies, retaliations, bitterness, and gossip.The difference for Christians is awareness amidst all of the difficulties we experience in life that God will always take care of us.  Even though our life may be filled with all types of difficulties and burdens, we know that, The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Psalm ends You did it: You changed lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.  I’m about to burst with song; I can’t keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can’t thank you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, give me joy in the middle of life’s troubles.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve Stack is interested in skiing, spending time with friends, God, St. Louis Cardinals, power tools, London, music, New York City, and Belgian beer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6254483142894043262?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6254483142894043262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6254483142894043262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6254483142894043262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6254483142894043262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-13-2008.html' title='December 13, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6588539943580723436</id><published>2008-12-19T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:54:14.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 12, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read 2 Thessalonians 2:13-3:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now  may our Lord Jesus Christ Himself, and God even our Father,&lt;br /&gt;who hath loved us and hath given us everlasting consolation and good hope through grace, comfort your hearts and establish you in every good wood and work.—2 Thessalonians 2:16-17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there is a lot more to being a Human Resources professional than helping people, the most rewarding part of my job is being able to provide comfort and encouragement to the employees I support. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite Kia’s limited eye sight and handicap due to her autoimmune condition, she willingly relocated to St Louis, after her department had been eliminated in South Carolina.  Far away from family and friends, she managed to settle in an apartment she loved, arrange rides to and from work with new found friends, in addition to making a name for herself on her new team. &lt;br /&gt;On September 14th, Hurricane Ike washed away all of her personal belongings along with her hope for a happy life in her new city.  Not only was Kia physically displaced to temporary housing, she felt a greater sense of isolation, without a place to call her own.  Despite the fact that she loved her job and her new peers, she vacillated over resigning and moving back to South Carolina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had faith that Kia could continue to thrive in her position and would find happiness in St. Louis.  After countless conversations and pros &amp;amp; cons lists, she decided to stay.  She said our genuine commitment to her happiness and comfort was the reason she stayed.   &lt;br /&gt; Though empathy may be an expectation set in my job description, I truly believe my compassion and inspiration to go above and beyond is rooted in my Christian beliefs.  I aspire to follow Christ’s path, in sharing the hope and comfort that he offers me in times of trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Comforting God, remind us daily that you are always with us to help us.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to show us how we can guide others to solace, as you have guided us. &lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name we pray. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Corey Elizabeth Stranghoener is a HR Supervisor at Enterprise Rent-A-Car’s St Louis Contact Center.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6588539943580723436?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6588539943580723436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6588539943580723436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6588539943580723436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6588539943580723436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-12-2008.html' title='December 12, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6699167629734684580</id><published>2008-12-19T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:52:34.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 11, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our steps are made firm by the Lord.—Psalm 37:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been running regularly for the past two months.  It’s not very far, and I certainly don’t move very fast.  Before the Glendale Firehouse run a few weeks ago, a friend suggested her son could run with me.  Thankfully, Jake decided he didn’t want to run, because I really didn’t want to lose to an 8 year-old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mornings, the last thing I want to do it roll out of bed to go running.  It’s cold.  It’s dark.  I’m tired.  I’m sore.  I have a busy day at work.  The excuses are endless.  Ultimately, I get up, lace up the shoes and head for a run.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days were miserable.  Ten minutes were enough to leave me stumbling home.  And then it was fifteen minutes.  Even running—well, jogging --- a few hills were put in for good measure.  In the end, I like the exercise, the challenge, and time for reflection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a daily basis, life gives us a variety of challenges.  Work, family, and health are but a few of the things that make us want to quit whatever we are doing.  At times, we feel like quitting, going home and climbing into bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David’s words in Psalm 37 is just one source of reassurance that God not only loves us, but also strengthens our “steps,” holds us in time of need, and even carries us when times are more dire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, we all face challenges in our lives; big and small, self-imposed or otherwise.  Remind us that our faith in you gives us the strength to face and meet those challenges.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When he isn’t running the streets in the dark, Jeff lives in Glendale with his wife, Jennifer, his son, Eric, and a baby who had yet to show up at the time of writing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6699167629734684580?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6699167629734684580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6699167629734684580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6699167629734684580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6699167629734684580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-11-2008.html' title='December 11, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6087153157549723620</id><published>2008-12-10T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:45:28.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 10, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for the light of my eyes—it also has gone from me.—Psalm 38:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first of the twenty-three darkest days of the year. This year the winter solstice will occur at 6:04 am on December 21. As I do every year, I am performing a rather desperate personal calendar ritual, in which every morning I count the days until the solstice, add an equal number of days afterward, and tell myself: Okay, we’re in the twenty-three (or fifteen, or seven) darkest days of the year, and I’m still getting through, still getting out of bed, still doing what I need to do. After twenty-three more days, there will be more light than there is today. Things will get better. I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time with the darkness. Like the psalmist, I feel like my eyes have gone dark along with the days, that the inner light has been dimmed along with the pale late-autumn sun. The fire of life has been banked; the embers are buried in ash; the warmth has retreated beyond my reach. The darkness has been increasing for so long that I am beginning to fear that the light will never return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in this darkness that we somehow find the faith and the courage to light the candles of Advent. Make no mistake: it really is dark, and the candles really are very small. There is nothing in the world to reassure us, and no innate security in the tiny lights we tend each week. We tread the darkness by grace, carrying the gift of the Lord’s promises in one hand and our candle in the other. It is not until Christmastide that we discover that these are more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Blessed and Beloved Spirit, by your holy grace give me the faith and courage to carry our Advent candles through this present darkness, until the blazing star of Christmas warms our lives. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becky Browne is a retired schoolteacher who takes art classes at the community college, sings Sacred Harp music, and loves her cats.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6087153157549723620?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6087153157549723620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6087153157549723620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6087153157549723620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6087153157549723620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-10-2008.html' title='December 10, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7514319528614755530</id><published>2008-12-10T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:43:47.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 9, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Psalm 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vindicate me, O Lord, for I have walked in my integrity, and I have trusted in the Lord without wavering.  Prove me, O Lord, and try me; test my heart and mind – Psalm 26: 1-2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test my heart and mind, indeed.  Libby and I spent years trying to get pregnant before we had Justin.  After much prayer and medical help, our wish came true.  This was a trying time for us but I felt like our trust in the Lord is what gave us the greatest gift we can ask for, our son Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying for a second child, with the benefit of knowing what challenges we faced the first time, we were again unsuccessful.  This time, doctors told us it would not happen.  Tested, you can say that.  After giving up, feeling sorry for ourselves and questioning God, we decided to explore adoption.  We waited a couple of years, which felt like forever, but we were blessed again with the greatest gift you can ask for, our daughter Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the Lord without wavering is not easy, but some of the greatest gifts in life are not just handed to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Dear Lord, please be with me every step of the way, when things are easy and when things are difficult.  I may ask tough questions but trust that your love for me will always be there.  In Jesus’ name, I pray.  Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Wilcox loves spending time with his kids and following Mizzou sports.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7514319528614755530?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7514319528614755530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7514319528614755530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7514319528614755530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7514319528614755530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-9-2008.html' title='December 9, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5396696466449874481</id><published>2008-12-08T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:21:57.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 8, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Isaiah 5:8-12, 18-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has brought down the powerful from their thrones, and lifted up the lowly.—Luke 1:52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening as I was winding up a long day at the downtown church I serve, our cook came to me and told me that there were two women, both in tears, and their young son, Christian, in the dining room.  I knew Christian and one of the women.  She and the boy had been coming to the church’s drop-in center for the past few weeks, and she told me a bit of their story.  Her partner was working at a local Wal-Mart, but they lost their apartment when she lost her job at a day-care center.   I knew that they were struggling to find a shelter, but that no beds were available.  Some nights, a friend who managed a pizza parlor would lock them in the restaurant and let them sleep in the booths after closing.  Other nights, they slept on the docks.   Each night they are on the streets, they risk losing their son, not to mention their lives.  This cold night, the pain and stress were more than they could bear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I work with families like Christian and his parents - with individuals who have no resources, no support, no place to lay their heads - I come to a deeper understanding of why Jesus came into this world.  He came to give hope to those in need, to lift up the lonely and the homeless and to call those of us with resources into solidarity with those less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray:&lt;em&gt; O gracious and merciful God, we so often fail to see the invisible living among us.  Yet you sent your son to bring down the powerful and lift up the lowly.  Open our eyes and hearts to the lost, the lonely and the forgotten, and grant that we may work together with them to raise each one up so that we may all share in the blessings of your creation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anne O’Donnell is a second year student at Eden Theological Seminary, and pursuing ordination as an elder in the United Methodist Church.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5396696466449874481?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5396696466449874481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5396696466449874481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5396696466449874481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5396696466449874481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-8-2008.html' title='December 8, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-3239084107580425705</id><published>2008-12-06T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:57:51.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 7, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt;saiah 40:1-11&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You who bring good tidings to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who bring good tidings to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with a shout, lift it up, do not be afraid; say to the towns of Judah, "Here is your God!"—Isaiah 40:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, I believe we all understand the fragile social boundaries that formed our high school existence. For the most part, we are trained to coexist in one large community, but are expected to understand our niche and are to contently live within its constraints. Well, sorry, things are never that simple with me. I was a band geek, a jock and an art weirdo all wrapped up in one and was “blessed” with a knack for openly voicing my opinion. Part of my responsibility as a band geek was to hang outside the band room doors and act like a dork. Mostly, I was content to oblige those expectations, but sometimes I was compelled to make myself heard. You see, the Special Education classroom was directly across the hall and, as you can imagine, there was often grossly inappropriate rhetoric cast in the direction of those students. I am not sure if it was my unique gift of verbal confrontation getting the best of me, a genuine expression of caring or a lot of both. Probably a lot of both. Either way, I felt it was my responsibility to call out these rude passers by and make sure that it was understood that their tasteless behavior would not be tolerated around that section of the hallway and that they best apologize and get on with their own business. I believe it is this type of small, not so random act of caring that makes God’s word powerful among mankind. A day full, decade full, life full of voicing God’s word is what makes it infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;God, give me the strength to spread Your word.  No matter how insignificant, help it to bless those around me and live forever in Your eternal light.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephen Barr grew up in West Des Moines, Iowa, was further educated in Kirksville, Missouri and has made a life as father, husband and advertising Creative in Webster Groves, Missouri. His family, his healthy apatite for music and his unhealthy obsession with proper football are the spices of his life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-3239084107580425705?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3239084107580425705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=3239084107580425705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3239084107580425705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3239084107580425705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-7-2008.html' title='December 7, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6546954524063712979</id><published>2008-12-05T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:18:13.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 6, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Luke 21:5-19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Teacher,” they asked, “when will these things happen? And what will be the sign that they are about to take place?—Luke 21:7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy get wrapped up in looking to the future, to wondering what it holds for ourselves, the ones we love, and the communities in which we live. The early church was no different. Christ taught about the time when he would come again, and the New Testament is full of references and anticipation of Christ’s return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each week before communion, we sing about the mystery of our faith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christ has died…we celebrate with joy the arrival of the Christ-child who will die because of our sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christ has risen…we live in the hope and peace of the Risen Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Christ will come again…The season of Advent is about waiting, yet it is waiting with a purpose. Christ calls us to look ahead to that time of his return with similar expectant waiting, not with trepidation or doubt, despite not knowing when or how the time will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we prepare our hearts and minds this season of waiting? Are we living now with celebration, joy, hope and peace as we look ahead to Christ’s second coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Lord, help me in this season of Advent to look expectantly to your return with the same joy, peace and hope with which I look to the child in the manger. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meagan Sinn is a project accountant for a St. Louis based architectural firm, and spends her free time with family, friends, and obsessing about Cardinal baseball.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6546954524063712979?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6546954524063712979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6546954524063712979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6546954524063712979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6546954524063712979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/read-luke-215-19-teacher-they-asked.html' title='December 6, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-5255021313071516840</id><published>2008-12-05T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:34:19.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 5, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read Psalm 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preserve me, O God, for in You I put my trust.—Psalm 16:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Psalm 16 David reveals his trust and reliance upon God in this life and in the life to come.  Since God is always trustworthy, we can place our confidence in Him and depend on Him in every aspect of our life.  God has already proven how much His love can be trusted by sending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus…the ultimate gift and the ultimate sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At Christmas we are reminded that this ultimate gift has already been prepared for us.  We view a holiday or a birthday with great anticipation and we trust that something good is going to come our way.  We are excited about the gifts…cards, hugs, telephone calls, wrapped presents, offerings of love and good will.  Remembering these acknowledgements and knowing what we mean to others help us during those dark moments in our life.  Placing our trust in God evokes the same feelings as receiving a gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have received the best gift…the gift of the everlasting love of Jesus Christ and understanding the significance of that gift is life sustaining.  This eternal gift which offers inner peace, forgiveness, strength, and redemption is ready for us every moment of the day…24/7, 365 days a year.  As you see, we do not have to wait for a holiday, birthday, or special event to receive this gift.  We simply have to ask and the gift is given. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Christ is reborn whenever we trust and open our hearts to love.  Today I ask that the wonder and joy of the birth of Christ be renewed within me so that by my actions I give this gift of love to others.  Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michael Muren moved to St. Louis in November of 2007 and joined The Gathering in June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-5255021313071516840?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5255021313071516840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=5255021313071516840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5255021313071516840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/5255021313071516840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-5-2008.html' title='December 5, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6468219684983935986</id><published>2008-12-05T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:30:31.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 4, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Luke 20: 27-40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they are like angels and are children of God, being children of the resurrection.—Luke 20:36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we ran out of the door to the airport, I remembered my long overcoat for the evening of the reception.  In the past I have always worn it for dressy occasions.  The evening of the reception we got ready and I put on my coat.  I felt very good about the outfit I had chosen for the reception and Jeff looked very nice as well.  We had a wonderful time and all too soon the evening was over and we were back in our hotel room.  As I walked into the room I noticed my reflection in the mirror and was surprised by what I saw, huge, I mean huge, shoulder pads in my coat!!  I looked like a linebacker for the Rams!   I quickly calculated how old my coat was.  All the next day at the hotel and airport I was wondering what people were thinking of me, not just of my coat but of me.  As we were waiting for our luggage to arrive, a realization came over me.  This coat does not determine anything about me, nor does the coat the lady has next to me determine anything about her.  How many times have I secretly judged someone either negatively or positively merely by their possessions? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pray: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, please help me to always remember we are all your children and need to care for and love one another unconditionally.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice Davis is the Program Manager of Seniors &amp;amp; Company Adult Day Care and a Demonstrator for StampIn’ Up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6468219684983935986?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6468219684983935986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6468219684983935986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6468219684983935986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6468219684983935986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-4-2008_05.html' title='December 4, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-9053664831532706645</id><published>2008-12-04T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:47:54.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 4, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read: Luke 20: 27-40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because they are like angels and are children of God, being children of the resurrection. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;—Luke 20:36&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we ran out of the door to the airport, I remembered my long overcoat for the evening of the reception. In the past I have always wore it for dressy occasions. The evening of the reception we got ready and I put on my coat. I felt very good about the outfit I had chosen for the reception and Jeff looked very nice as well. We had a wonderful time and all too soon the evening was over and we were back in our hotel room. As I walked into the room I noticed my reflection in the mirror and was surprised by what I saw, huge, I mean huge, shoulder pads in my coat!! I looked like a linebacker for the Rams! I quickly calculated how old my coat was. All the next day at the hotel and airport I was wondering what people were thinking of me, not just of my coat but of me. As we were waiting for our luggage to arrive, a realization came over me. This coat does not determine anything about me, nor does the coat the lady has next to me determine anything about her. How many times have I secretly judged someone either negatively or positively merely by their possessions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray: Lord, please help me to always remember we are all your children and need to care for and love one another unconditionally. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice Davis is the Program Manager of Seniors &amp;amp; Company Adult Day Care and a Demonstrator for StampIn’ Up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-9053664831532706645?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9053664831532706645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=9053664831532706645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9053664831532706645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9053664831532706645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-4-2008.html' title='December 4, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6502254390941019613</id><published>2008-12-02T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:49:58.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 3, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Isaiah 2:1-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their land is full of idols; they bow down to the work of their hands, to what their fingers have made.—Isaiah 2:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scripture, the prophet Isaiah called the people to turn from lives of idol worship and sin and warned them of God’s judgment and punishment if they refused. Although we may not be carving and worshipping idols, we collect and worship possessions like cars, homes and money that symbolize power and attempt to give our lives meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, when the economy began taking some sharp turns and it was obvious we were headed for challenging times, I had a conversation with one of our clients at Kingdom House about how the economy will affect us. A woman in her sixties, the client shared that she scrapes by monthly with the minimum. She said, “I get some help for my senior housing, I wear my clothes until they’re worn out, I don’t consume a lot of food and I ride the bus when I need to get around.” She went on to say, “One of my few monthly purchases is toilet tissue, so I don’t think it will affect me so hard.” I remembered how each time I see this lady, she is smiling and peaceful. She says that she IS happy. I reflected on the belongings I feel I “need” to get by and how those things can become the idols we worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What freedom to not want things! And what a paradox that having the things you think you want does not answer those imagined needs. Look around and truly see those people who are free from want, in such simple circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Loving God, during this time of Advent, help me to put my hope and confidence in You and not in the possessions that separate me from Your love. It is in Your word that I find meaning and purpose for my life. In the days ahead help me to support and strengthen others through your love. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer March is part of the Hospitality Team at the Gathering and is the Director of Development at Kingdom House. Kingdom House is a social service agency created by the United Methodist Church.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6502254390941019613?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6502254390941019613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6502254390941019613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6502254390941019613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6502254390941019613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-3-2008.html' title='December 3, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6891089250373986240</id><published>2008-12-02T09:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:44:57.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read: 1 Thessalonians 2:1-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So we speak, not to please men, but to please God who tests our hearts.—1 Thessalonians 2:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the parent of two teenagers I am reminded every day how somehow they feel they must dress a certain way or do certain things so they’re not an “L 7” in teenage terminology.  I often wonder if it really has any effect on who their friends are and what their friends think of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, in his letter to the Thessalonians was speaking not to please men, but to please God. He knew it was important to follow the leading of God rather than be influenced by what people might expect or want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our motive is to please Him, then we should proclaim His message boldly in word or in action without regard to the responses we receive from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited the Gathering is focused on spreading the word of God in an area where churches had been closing. Rejoice; we have the opportunity to spread His word right outside our walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;em&gt;Dear God, help me to focus on God’s expectations for me not on the hopes of people in my life.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;David Guess is the father of Katie and Alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6891089250373986240?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6891089250373986240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6891089250373986240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6891089250373986240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6891089250373986240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-2-2008.html' title='December 2, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-4509868543658374567</id><published>2008-12-02T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:41:42.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 1, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Isaiah 1:10-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What to me is the multitude of your sacrifices? says the Lord; I have had enough of burnt-offerings of rams and the fat of fed beasts; I do not delight in the blood of bulls, or of lambs, or of goats.  When you stretch out your hands, I will hide my eyes from you; even though you make many prayers, I will not listen; your hands are full of blood. Wash yourselves; make yourselves clean; remove the evil of your doings from before my eyes; cease to do evil, learn to do good; seek  justice, rescue the oppressed, defend the orphan, plead for the widow.—Isaiah 1:11, 15-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially at this time of year, we often feel that it is enough to simply go through the motions.  Christmas is coming, so we prepare with the season of Advent.  We go to worship, we light a candle, we read a scripture.  But Isaiah warns us in the strongest language that just going through these motions is not enough!  God does not want sacrifices, or burnt offerings, or rote worship attendance and mindless candle lighting.  God wants us to transform ourselves!  It is the transformation of ourselves, our attempt to be pure, to cease to do evil, to learn to do good, that brings meaning to our worship.  Worship attendance, prayer, singing and candle lighting all have their place, but must be preceded by genuine transformation of our persons.  As Isaiah says, we must wash ourselves and make ourselves clean.  Remember that going through the motions will not be enough this Advent season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Lord, cleanse and purify me as I approach this Advent season.  Guide me in learning to do good so that my heart is properly prepared for the worship and activities of this time. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Parnell is a graduate student at Saint Louis University.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-4509868543658374567?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4509868543658374567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=4509868543658374567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4509868543658374567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4509868543658374567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-1-2008.html' title='December 1, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-4088475991822583761</id><published>2008-12-02T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T09:33:15.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 30, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read: Isaiah 64:1-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you did awesome things that we did not look for, you came down, the mountains quaked at your presence.—Isaiah 64:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy New Year!  No, I’m not confused.  Today is the first day of the Christian year.  Our cycle of Scripture readings, the lectionary, and Christian holidays (i.e. Christmas, Easter, All Saints, etc.) start over today.  We begin the season of Advent, a season of expectation, waiting, watching and hope for a sanctified and perfected creation.  Advent, which literally means “coming” is the season in which we celebrate and await Christ’s coming into this world, both as a baby in 1st Century Bethlehem, and again in victory to set the world to right.  At its core, Advent is the season of preparation for Christmas and Epiphany when we will explicitly celebrate Christ’s coming and his unveiling as God come into our world as a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe you’re thinking, “Boy, what does all that mean?” or, if you’re a little bit of a skeptic, “Do you really think God could be present in a world full of violence, greed, racism, hatred and poverty?”  The Church itself has enough baggage to seem hypocritical when it claims that God is at work saving humanity and perfecting creation.  As a Pastor and a person of faith, I have to be honest.  There are days when I have my doubts about God’s presence and work in this world.  Advent brings all of this out in the open.  Nowhere in our cycle of Scripture readings are the claims about God’s presence in the world and Christ’s promise to return in victory more explicit.  In the readings for today, the Psalmist, Isaiah and Mark all use powerful images from nature to describe God’s presence.  When God enters creation, nature does more than simply take notice.  It quakes, trembles and shakes.  When God enters creation, no one can deny it.  And I wouldn’t be a Christian, let alone a Pastor, if I hadn’t had life experiences in which I could not deny God’s presence.  I have had serendipitous, emotional, clarifying and unexplainable experiences that I simply knew had to be God at work.  But that doesn’t erase the long periods of time in which I desperately look for God to do something…anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to encourage you all to use this devotional and the season of Advent to do that.  Use them to look for God’s work.  You will no doubt look upon a world full of materialism, consumerism and idolatry as Christmas approaches, but you will also see exceptional moments of generosity and love.  Throughout history, as Christmas approaches and we look to Christ’s coming into the world, wars have been put on hold, people have given more than they ever thought possible, poverty has been eased.  It is a season when you cannot deny God’s presence.  It is a season, when, as Isaiah puts it, “the nations…tremble” at God’s presence.  I look forward to waiting and watching and expecting God’s advent with you.  To end this devotion, pray not that God might come into creation, but that you might have the vision to see it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray:  &lt;em&gt;Lord, I pray not only that God might come into creation, but that I might have the vision to see it happen.  Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nate Berneking is our Pastor of Spiritual Formation and is in the process of reading all of the Pulitzer Prize winning fiction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-4088475991822583761?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4088475991822583761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=4088475991822583761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4088475991822583761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4088475991822583761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/november-30-2008.html' title='November 30, 2008'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-3577713263189407875</id><published>2008-10-13T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:19:27.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional jet lag</title><content type='html'>I am back and my blogs got progressively less consistent toward the end of my trip. Since Thursday night when I returned, I have been trying to sit down and write a blog entry but to no avail. It wasn’t time or energy I lacked. I simply was finding it hard to know where to start. I was back in church Sunday and preached &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOtIwUuNPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cZWk_5tqadQ/s1600-h/IMG_6854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOtIwUuNPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cZWk_5tqadQ/s200/IMG_6854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256735555993875698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;about the way that anxiety and worry drains one of the joy and peace that can be found in the present moment. I had a preaching professor once that said you should never “work out your own ’stuff’ in the pulpit”. I kind of broke that rule this week because my sermon was in many ways a self-reflection. My trip was wonderful in many ways, but all the time alone with myself helped me see several things more clearly. One of them was just how much I let anxiety and worry dictate my life. It was serendipitous perhaps that the lectionary passage this week came from Paul’s letter to the Philippians in which he addressed their anxiety and worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people return from a big trip, they often talk about jet lag, that extreme fatigue that comes from traveling great distances. But I think there is sort of an emotion jet lag that comes from any big trip also. It was as if the trip gave me so much to think about that my mental processor is backlogged with input that needs to be thought about. People have been asking me, “How was your trip?” I am grateful for their interest and yet don’t know how to begin answering the question. It was great, it was thought provoking, it changed my faith, it made me question myself, it was stressful, it was relaxing – it was all that and more. I even found it difficult to write a sermon because there was so much to wade through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect I am not alone in this feeling. There are times when I think all of us get emotional jet lag, where our emotional processing is a bit behind and needs to do some catching up. My hope is that I can use this blog over the next few weeks to share with you about my trip, what it made me think about, and what implications it will have for my ministry. I share this in the hopes that in my own reflection, you may find a new lens with which to think about your own journey in faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-3577713263189407875?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3577713263189407875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=3577713263189407875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3577713263189407875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3577713263189407875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/emotional-jet-lag.html' title='emotional jet lag'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOtIwUuNPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cZWk_5tqadQ/s72-c/IMG_6854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-3563621019754576812</id><published>2008-10-07T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:46:31.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the shadow of greatness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuDX4BSS5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Zgws3xFCCbo/s1600-h/IMG_6413%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuDX4BSS5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Zgws3xFCCbo/s200/IMG_6413%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254437836455824274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of pictures in my last few posts. I haven't been able to get them to upload but I will make up for it here. I arrived in Rome where I have been busy. The very first trip I made was to Vatican city where I toured the art galleries, the square, St. Peter's Basillica (including the Pieta) and of course, the Sistine Chapel. Like all famous places, there is a bit of the surreal when you enter. I have seen Michaelangelo's famous ceiling paintings and sculptures in books, I have read about the magnificence of his work. But there is something about actually being in the space that cannot be replicated, no matter how many pictures one studies or art books one reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to keep my post short today. I reflected on so many things yesterday and I am&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuEHoln6RI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xXwBK2CvWDs/s1600-h/IMG_6327%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuEHoln6RI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xXwBK2CvWDs/s200/IMG_6327%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254438656946989330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finding it difficult to wrap words around my thoughts. I guess what I would like to share is how much I have reflected on greatness. I think if I am honest with myself, I want to help create something truly great. In the shadow of amazing art, enormous structures, beautiful architecture, and the truly great people of history - I cannot help to consider my own contribution to the world. Have you ever thought about greatness? There are surely times when my desire to be or do something great comes from an unchecked pride, a sort of arrogance and conceit. At other times, I think the desire to be great mirrors the hope that we will be remembered for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspose in my own humble way, I consider The Gathering part of my contribution. All of us who are a part of it have created something new and offered it to our city. It is something significant. But I think there is more left for me to do, more for us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuCZQJ-R6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ndr8oeDuZgs/s1600-h/IMG_6360%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuCZQJ-R6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ndr8oeDuZgs/s200/IMG_6360%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254436760602953634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After looking at the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, I cannot help but wonder what my contribution is going to be. Michaelangelo had a blank ceiling, paint, a work ethic that was unparalleled, and a lot of talent and vision - the result was a contribution worth remembering. What is my blank canvas, what is my medium, what is my vision and what are my gifts? These are questions I have been thinking about. They are questions I think we all should think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thanks to everyone who has posted. It has meant a lot to me to hear from you, but more so to hear your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-3563621019754576812?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3563621019754576812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=3563621019754576812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3563621019754576812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/3563621019754576812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/shadow-of-greatness.html' title='the shadow of greatness'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SOuDX4BSS5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Zgws3xFCCbo/s72-c/IMG_6413%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7167011249052397355</id><published>2008-10-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:24:26.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>promises, promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;I apologize for my lack of blogging. It is harder, not to mention more expensive, to find an internet connection over here. I just arrived in Rome but I wanted to reflect on my time in Moscow. After visiting Voronezh, I spent two days in Moscow. It was a really important time. I had a chance to meet and speak briefly with the United  Methodist bishop of Russia, along with a couple of pastors in the region. I visited the United Methodist seminary in Russia, visited a class, met ALL of the 7 students, and had time to sit and talk with the director of the seminary. I then visited several important Russian Orthodox churches in Moscow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;But it was one church that really made me think. Called the church of the Assumption, this beautiful Russian Orthodox sanctuary sits in the shadow of the old palaces of the tsars and emperors inside the Kremlin walls. It was here that each new ruler would be coronated. Walking in is an experience in and of itself. With no pews inhibiting movement (they worship standing up) one can walk all around. And you must. For all around the walls, columns, and ceilings are frescoes of icons that are hundreds of years old. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOuDwM46UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bRMy7SHtS3M/s1600-h/IMG_6162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOuDwM46UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bRMy7SHtS3M/s200/IMG_6162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256736569573304642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you turn to leave, there is an enormous fresco above the door depicting Jesus at the last judgment. Below him is a serpent, on one side images depicting hell, on the other side heaven. Intrigued I ask my guide about the painting. She explained to me that when people come to church, they usually do two things. The first is people pray to God with thanksgivings and petitions. The second is they make promises to God, commitments of some sort. “God takes our promises seriously,” she explained. Therefore the fresco above the door reminds people that they ought to remember there promises, not just inside the church, but especially as they leave.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;What powerful words. As I left, indeed for the rest of the day, I thought about the state of the promises I have made. Ones made to God, to my family, to my church, to myself. As you read I hope you reflect on the state of your promises. After all, God takes our promises seriously, and so should we.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7167011249052397355?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7167011249052397355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7167011249052397355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7167011249052397355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7167011249052397355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/promises-promises.html' title='promises, promises'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOuDwM46UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bRMy7SHtS3M/s72-c/IMG_6162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-4513388760068675012</id><published>2008-10-03T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:36:22.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>connected</title><content type='html'>I finally arrived at a place with an internet connection. I have so much to say but want to share depth rather than breath. I visited today Resurrection United Methodist Church in Voronezh, Russia. Voronezh is a city of about 900,000. There are three United Methodist churches. Rev. Irina Mitina started a new congregation 12 years ago as a Bible study in rented space. They grew and were able to buy an old building in very bad condition. Through much hard work from the parishioners and from partner churches from the United States sending volunteers, Resurrection UMC converted an old building into a beautiful place for worship and small groups. I really was surprised to see what they have been able to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was surprised by more than that. I was asked to preach at a Thursday night wo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOxJT7lU3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/mtKHcVhXtDk/s1600-h/IMG_6079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOxJT7lU3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/mtKHcVhXtDk/s200/IMG_6079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256739963598623602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rship service at Resurrection. I had about 20 minutes to tuck away with a pen and paper and write a sermon the old fashioned way. When I get home, I want to re-preach it and record it for the web. It was such an honor to be asked to preach (apparently last minute invitations are quite common)...and intimidating. It was the first time I preached with a translator, I couldn't great the people without help, I found that I had to use shorter phrases and avoid slang that doesn't interpret well. I had to preach to a people in a much different context, where life is different and unfamiliar to me. And I had to prepare it all in 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will tell you that preaching that worship service was one of the most meaningful experiences of my career. I understood in that moment, not how different we were, but how connected we are. The songs were many of the same ones we sing (only in Russian), scripture the same, foundational questions of meaning, pain and purpose, the same. As I shared conversation with Rev. Irina at Resurrection, we talked about our churches. Certainly there were things that are different. The Gathering has more money, more people, more freedom of expression, more openness in the city to our message. But more than our differences, we discovered how much we have in common. We both have people bombarded with advertisements (Mama Mia the Russian version and iphones were my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOvn0HBJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/iLr5UhRtdwU/s1600-h/IMG_6204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOvn0HBJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/iLr5UhRtdwU/s200/IMG_6204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256738288609339250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;favorites), people trying to make ends meet financially, people in pain looking for forgiveness, people looking for depth of purpose in life. Students, older adults, poor, wealthy - our churches share so much. We also share many of the same obstacles, crime in the city, meth and crack destroying lives of people in our cities, educational systems in need of help and people that are so busy that time with God is often an after thought.  At the end of our time together, Rev. Irina pulled me aside and thanked me. She then said, "Matt if you take anything back, remember to tell your people that the world is more connected than they think, we are more connected than you think. The decisions that individuals make in America have a profound effect on what happens here. The decisions that Christians make, that churches make in America, have an impact on us and our ministry. We are more connected than you think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being here, I believe her. We are more connected than you think. And for that reason each of us needs to remember the power we possess. You, your decisions, your choices, your commitments, your words, your lives have a power that effects the world! During our baptism ritual, after the water I make the sign of the cross on the person's forehead and say, "Just as Christ was anointed priest , prophet and king, so I anoint you to remember the power of your faith to impact lives, the power of your voice to change reality, and the power of your decisions to transform the world." I know now, that those are not empty words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-4513388760068675012?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4513388760068675012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=4513388760068675012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4513388760068675012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/4513388760068675012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/connected.html' title='connected'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SPOxJT7lU3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/mtKHcVhXtDk/s72-c/IMG_6079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-2677479171550565839</id><published>2008-10-01T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:11:29.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200 meter rule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORsTJaoXnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lMzUmbtG9Tk/s1600-h/IMG_5940%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252442141621771890" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORsTJaoXnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lMzUmbtG9Tk/s320/IMG_5940%5B1%5D" width="186" border="0" height="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;e of&lt;/span&gt; you following this trip, I am in Voronezh, Russia sitting at Resurrection &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UMC&lt;/span&gt;. It is a new church started by pastor Irina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mitina&lt;/span&gt; about 12 years ago. It is in a pretty nondescript building but on the inside it is very nice. They now have about 50 people worshipping weekly. As I talk to her, I cannot get over the challenges and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt; starting a new church in this city entail. We traveled yesterday out to Camp Voronezh. It is about 20 miles out of town (drive time 1 hour in the back of a van on something that resembled a seat). The camp is important to the three United Methodist churches in Russia. Besides being a typical place of fun, relaxation and learning for adults and children, it is also a place where the gospel can be safely shared. I say safely because the culture here is still not the friendliest toward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt; religions. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORqJ6rNeqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Lyb1h8EcOys/s1600-h/IMG_6020%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252439784022702754" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORqJ6rNeqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Lyb1h8EcOys/s320/IMG_6020%5B1%5D" width="169" border="0" height="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Irina shared that the government is currently considering a law that would make it illegal for any church to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;evangelize&lt;/span&gt;" or talk about religion further than 200 meters from their building. Can you think of what that would do to the church. I think of how many times we at The Gathering meet at coffee shops, have small groups in restaurants, or even the times I sit at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; and talk with folks about the church. All such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;activity&lt;/span&gt;, under this new law, would be illegal. The camp would become even more important if this passes. It would be a safe place, outside of town,. where the church could invite those exploring Christianity to come and hear about these new kinds of religious communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is much work that needs to be done at this camp, and much work that we could help greatly with. Most of it is construction of some sort, but also support of the staff and the kids that come here. I am still learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; the needs, but will include some pictures of the grounds. I hope some of you will begin thinking of joining me next year. I hope to return in late summer and help these emerging Methodist churches with their work. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORrB6eb2rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qYxf52FWjxE/s1600-h/IMG_6032%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252440746041793202" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 171px; height: 136px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORrB6eb2rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qYxf52FWjxE/s320/IMG_6032%5B1%5D" width="181" border="0" height="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am short on computer time. My travels are going well. But I want you to think about the 200 meter rule. In America, we can talk about our faith anywhere, absolutely anywhere. What is strange (and a bit convicting) is that so often we don't. Here they want to talk about faith, but sometimes cannot. Ironic, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-2677479171550565839?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2677479171550565839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=2677479171550565839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2677479171550565839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/2677479171550565839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-meter-rule.html' title='200 meter rule'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SORsTJaoXnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lMzUmbtG9Tk/s72-c/IMG_5940%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6131771980465116997</id><published>2008-09-29T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:51:04.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go</title><content type='html'>Yesterday during church, I shared with the congregation that I was leaving for Russia. Several people asked me when I would be leading a team back and what kind of work we would be doing. I would like to lead a team back to Russia in late summer of 2009. I am not sure of the kind of work we will be doing. I don't want to assume that I know what kind of relationship they want. Part of the reason for this trip, the primary reason, is to simply meet the people, listen and learn. I want to see how God is already at work in their community and how we can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;collaborate&lt;/span&gt; with them. My hope is that our conversations and relationship might also include some of their leaders visiting us. As I go, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;am reminded&lt;/span&gt; that I am not going to "help" anyone. Rather I am going to learn how God is already at work in the lives of people across the world and how I can be a part of that. It reminds me that when I approach anyone, even right "help" another, I miss the way God is already at work, and perhaps the ways I need that help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6131771980465116997?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6131771980465116997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6131771980465116997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6131771980465116997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6131771980465116997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-we-go.html' title='here we go'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-8909815123137789757</id><published>2008-09-26T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:34:56.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Disturb!</title><content type='html'>Despite my best efforts, as my trip to Russia approaches there are some details that just aren't figured out yet. They won't be until I arrive where I am going. This always bothers me because I like to have my travel plans well thought out, especially when travelling to completely unfamiliar territory. Traveling to a place where the geography, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;culture&lt;/span&gt;, language, alphabet and customs are completely unknown is disorienting enough. Having my plans all laid out helps me orient myself, helps me to calm anxiety, helps me to feel like I have some control in the midst of what feels &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; a loss of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This upcoming trip reminds me of my dislike of being disturbed. In the midst of my obsessing over the details of my trip, worried about how disorienting it will be, I heard another pastor read a part of prayer. It was what I needed to hear. It is from the explorer Sir Francis Drake. He prays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SN1HHso_6SI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ag3acJ3RBAM/s1600-h/Sir+Francis+Drake"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SN1HHso_6SI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ag3acJ3RBAM/s320/Sir+Francis+Drake" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250430938151643426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disturb us, Lord, when We are too well pleased with ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;When our dreams have come true&lt;br /&gt;Because we have dreamed too little,&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived safely&lt;br /&gt;Because we sailed too close to the shore.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Disturb us, Lord, when&lt;br /&gt;With the abundance of things we possess&lt;br /&gt;We have lost our thirst&lt;br /&gt;For the waters of life;&lt;br /&gt;Having fallen in love with life,&lt;br /&gt;We have ceased to dream of eternity&lt;br /&gt;And in our efforts to build a new earth,&lt;br /&gt;We have allowed our vision&lt;br /&gt;Of the new Heaven to dim.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,&lt;br /&gt;To venture on wider seas&lt;br /&gt;Where storms will show your mastery;&lt;br /&gt;Where losing sight of land,&lt;br /&gt;We shall find the stars.&lt;br /&gt;We ask You to push back&lt;br /&gt;The horizons of our hopes;&lt;br /&gt;And to push into the future&lt;br /&gt;In strength, courage, hope, and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I worry sometimes that my dreams are too small, that I have lost my thirst, that I have stopped looking heavenward. As much as I don't like it, I know I need to be disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-8909815123137789757?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8909815123137789757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=8909815123137789757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8909815123137789757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/8909815123137789757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-not-disturb.html' title='Do Not Disturb!'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SN1HHso_6SI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Ag3acJ3RBAM/s72-c/Sir+Francis+Drake' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7587228934293514401</id><published>2008-09-24T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:47:18.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing to be unprepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SNqmkEIZCII/AAAAAAAAAE0/kDltGHpqo54/s1600-h/voronezh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SNqmkEIZCII/AAAAAAAAAE0/kDltGHpqo54/s320/voronezh.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249691454168172674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, I am preparing for a mission "scouting" trip to Russia. I will be meeting Russian pastors who are working to grow communities of faith, hear about their struggles and successes, and explore ways that The Gathering can collaborate with them in their work. My intention is to return in 2009 with a team of 12 people from The Gathering to be in mission to these emerging church communities in Russia. So I am taking up my infrequent habit of blogging, with the hopes that my friends, family and parishioners will share this experience with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of you know, a journey really begins long before you leave home. I get a bit anxious about traveling, so I like to be prepared. Having never traveled abroad, the unique &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;considerations&lt;/span&gt; and preparations for this kind of trip are new to me. Being a product of the educational system for 20 years of my life, my first inclination was to read books and talk to others who have previously traveled to Russia. Books and conversations have been extremely helpful. I have studied maps of Moscow and Voronezh, read about the culture, learned some handy travel tips from international travel veterans, bought too much cool stuff at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;REI&lt;/span&gt; and even tried my luck at learning a bit of Cyrillic. But no matter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; many people I talk with, or how many books I read, there are somethings you only learn by experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think life with God is that way. Many of us think about God, ask others questions about God, study those "people of faith" like an anthropologist would study a remote tribe. We can be tempted to approach God as a subject to be studied instead of a reality to be experienced, a discipline to be practiced or a being to be loved. The truth is, as much as I prepare for my trip to Russia, I will still be unprepared. I just have to go and experience it. God is that way. You are never prepared for what life with God might be like, and you will not "understand" faith until you first go, and experience it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7587228934293514401?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7587228934293514401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7587228934293514401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7587228934293514401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7587228934293514401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/preparing-to-be-unprepared.html' title='Preparing to be unprepared'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fwbANsQPdi8/SNqmkEIZCII/AAAAAAAAAE0/kDltGHpqo54/s72-c/voronezh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-266364315318503079</id><published>2008-09-16T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:08:11.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>russia mission</title><content type='html'>Did you know that around the world, there are over 40,000 United Methodist congregations? Did you know that there are United Methodist churches in countries across Africa, Asia and Europe that serve over 4 million people and are growing? Did you know that when you participate in the ministries of The Gathering, you are also connected to a worldwide community of United Methodists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer, I was invited by the leaders of United Methodist missions in Missouri to travel to Russia where there are several growing United Methodist churches. The purpose is to scout out possible mission relationships between churches in Missouri and churches in Russia. The United Methodist Church in Russia is a home church. Years of Soviet Rule and a state religion forced the United Methodists to meet in secret as a church. Since the fall of Communism the global church has worked with the Russian United Methodists to build much of the infrastructure that their growing ministry requires.  Missionaries and volunteer teams have done this by working in orphanages, homes for the elderly, helping in the construction of new churches and camps for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On September 29, I will be travelling to Voronezh (link to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voronezh) in southwest Russia, to meet several United Methodist pastors and hear about needs in their community as they seek to grow. The hope is that out of this trip will grow a relationship between our church and new United Methodist churches in Voronezh. I will be hearing about their ministries, seeing a camp that serves many kids in the community and meeting some of the people involved in United Methodist ministry in this part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning, part of my task will be to lead a team of people from The Gathering back to Voronezh within 18 months to participate in mission work. I am really excited about this opportunity, not only personally, but for our church. I hope you will pray for me as I prepare to leave. While there, I will be blogging here regularly, sharing what I am learning about ministry there. Upon returning I will be sharing what I learned with our community and asking you to think about whether or not you feel called to be part of a team that will return next year. It is powerful to think that our community can have an impact on the faith life of people, not only here in St. Louis, but around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-266364315318503079?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/266364315318503079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=266364315318503079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/266364315318503079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/266364315318503079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/russia-mission.html' title='russia mission'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6385597377669756260</id><published>2008-09-07T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:20:59.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>developmental milestones</title><content type='html'>As a new parent, one is almost overwhelmed with the amount of information that is out there about raising children. Somewhere in that learning process, whether it is through books or because of a visit to the family doctor, parents will learn about developmental milestones. Developmental milestones normally refer to a set of skills that most children can do at a certain age. Pediatricians and other health professionals use milestones to see how a child is developing and maturing. But, of course, every child is unique. So while we cannot ever apply such milestones too rigidly, there are nonetheless still basic skills and tasks that indicate growth and development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind, join us this Sunday, September 7, as I begin a sermon series on "Developmental Milestones" in the life of faith. Though our faith journeys are all unique, there are common characteristics or skills that indicate growth and development as followers of Christ. Sometimes as adults, we stop checking and making sure that we are developing and maturing in our professional, personal or spiritual lives. For four weeks, I will be preaching on milestones that point to a maturing faith. For anyone wondering what it means to grow in their faith or those feeling stuck in their faith development, join us this Sunday and every Sunday in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September is indeed a milestone month at The Gathering. In addition to the sermon series, throughout September we will celebrate several exciting milestones. September 14 is our two-year anniversary as a church and on September 20 we will be hosting a kids' concert in anticipation of our launch of a second kids' ministry September the 28! All of these events are signs that our community is developing. I hope all of you will make an effort to be a part of these celebrations and make sure to invite some one else you know to experience our community. I look forward to seeing you Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6385597377669756260?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6385597377669756260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6385597377669756260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6385597377669756260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6385597377669756260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/developmental-milestones.html' title='developmental milestones'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-6504092946483806805</id><published>2008-09-07T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:32:44.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>connecting is hard</title><content type='html'>Over the past couple of months, I have been thinking a lot about how people in a church connect with one another. For some of us, that happens relatively easily and naturally. We grew up here, find significant relationships through work or in our neighborhoods, or have personalities that make it easy to meet others. But some of us have a more difficult time finding significant relationships. Maybe we are new to town, work alone, or struggle to find time to meet others. Given our individual differences, how can the church help all of us find a sense of belonging in a community?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, that is what every church claims to be; a community of people seeking to follow Christ together. As The Gathering grows, it is going to become increasingly important that we find intentional ways to foster relationships and a sense of belonging. Lately, I have had several conversations with people struggling to find significant relationships within the church. For some of you, that isn't a problem. For others, even after small group participation or serving in a ministry, you still feel as if you are missing the kind of relationship you want. I want you to know that this is a reality that I, and our leaders, are spending time talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow, that sense of belonging is almost certainly going to happen in smaller groups. Our hope is that in addition to small groups, we also provide more opportunities for people in the church to meet one another. As we do this, I want to ask for your help. If you have an easy time meeting others, make an effort on Sunday morning to meet at least one new person. If you are in a small group or serve in a ministry with others, consider scheduling time to hang out together socially. If you are interested in putting together a social event, please let me know. If you are struggling to feel a sense of belonging, I would like to be in conversation with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of this, I hope that every person at The Gathering remembers the importance of not only reaching "up" toward God, but also reaching "out" to truly meet and get to know the others in our midst. After all, that is part of the commitment we all make when we want to follow Christ in community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-6504092946483806805?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6504092946483806805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=6504092946483806805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6504092946483806805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/6504092946483806805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/remembering-your-first-time_07.html' title='connecting is hard'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-9033341501279424160</id><published>2008-09-07T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:19:18.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a word from andy</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the warm welcome! It's always difficult entering into a new community during a time of transition. Your handshakes, hugs and words of encouragement have meant a lot to me as I begin my time here with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how God can transform our minds and hearts when we are open to His will. I wasn't looking to make a ministry change or for a new church. I called Pastor Matt to inquire about the position for a colleague of mine and in our conversations over the next few weeks, I began to discern my own ministry and call. After meeting with the staff, the band and a few members, I knew that this is where I was supposed to be serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still settling in and finding my place, but again I thank you and the staff for making me feel at home. I am passionate about creative worship planning and providing opportunities for you to experience God through the worship we present. I've got a lot of ideas to bring to The Gathering so you may see some changes over the next few weeks! I encourage all of you to stick around after worship and introduce yourself to me. Looking forward to seeing you all on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Andy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-9033341501279424160?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9033341501279424160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=9033341501279424160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9033341501279424160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/9033341501279424160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-from-andy.html' title='a word from andy'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195514075889416515.post-7495687575916516795</id><published>2008-09-07T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:18:30.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remembering your first time</title><content type='html'>Can you remember the first time you rode a bike, your first love, the first time you got behind the wheel of a car, your first job, your first time away from home, or first kiss? First times are memorable! But as time goes on, chances are that you think less and less about these things. As particular experiences become commonplace, we can begin to forget what it is like to experience something for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want you to think about church! All of you can probably remember the first time you walked into The Gathering. Depending on your past experience of church, you perhaps walked through our doors excited, nervous, skeptical, intrigued, curious, or anxious. But as time goes on, we grow more comfortable with the community, and often times forget what it feels like to come to a strange place for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one reason why our Sunday morning hospitality ministry is so important. We only have one chance to welcome someone on Sunday morning. And sometimes the nature of our welcome is the primary memory a person will have of our church. For this reason, our hospitality and connections teams have a request. We want you to remember back to your first time at The Gathering. What was it like? What did you experience? What was missing? We have put together a short survey that we would like for you to take a few minutes to complete. &lt;a href="http://www.marketvolt.com/custapp/SurveyIntro.asp?CM=60866964&amp;amp;x=22473893&amp;amp;ID=3261"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; and let us know what your first time was like. This information will help us improve our ministry for other new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please take a few minutes to give us your feedback so that we can do a better job welcoming people. And remember that hospitality is a task we all share. This Sunday when you walk into our sanctuary, remember that it is someone’s first time. Help us make The Gathering a welcoming place by introducing yourself to someone you don’t know. Sometimes, just being aware of the folks around us can make a world of difference. Let’s make sure when people walk through our doors for the first time, it is a positive memory they take away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5195514075889416515-7495687575916516795?l=gatheringnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7495687575916516795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5195514075889416515&amp;postID=7495687575916516795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7495687575916516795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5195514075889416515/posts/default/7495687575916516795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gatheringnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/remembering-your-first-time.html' title='remembering your first time'/><author><name>The Gathering</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
