<?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-7496771315043128923</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:34:45.250-08:00</updated><category term='worry'/><category term='provision'/><title type='text'>Pastor Kent</title><subtitle type='html'>Love God!  Love People!
connect: pastorkent316@aol.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-6899156345869268356</id><published>2012-01-31T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T08:25:40.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth really is optional....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;“I am the vine; you are the branches. The one who remains in Me and I in Him produces much fruit, because you can do nothing without Me.&lt;/i&gt;” - John 15:5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are multiple languages in our culture today.  Music, business, agriculture and athletics are all languages that many in our society speak fluently.  Reaching people in any language that we speak should be our goal as Christians.  Building bridges of love to connect people with God and others is really what our life should be about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about 30 years I have coached kids, teenagers and adults in multiple areas from basketball to football and most things in between.  This is an opportunity to connect with people in an incredible way.  The Bible is filled with the athletic model for life.  The clearest observation of knowledgeable coaches however, is their frustration with those they instruct.  This holds true with our Christ-walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have to age and mature physically, but growth and spiritual maturity are optional.  We can listen to accomplished coaches explain their winning offensive philosophies, but if we don't try to implement changes in our own lives we will get the same results we have always had.  Similarly this is true spiritually.  We can go to church, read our Bibles, do our devotions, even an occasional mission project, but if we don't apply what we learn to our own life, does it do us any good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN-fruitfulness should not be an option for us as Christians.  As a coach/pastor, I owe it to my "team" to commit myself to continual improvement and growth.  Athletes/Christians whom I influence have the same responsibility as well.  It is time to make a decision to grow and thrive in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"God, fill them with all hope, joy and peace that they may abound in hope by the power of the Holy Spirit..."&lt;/i&gt;  Romans 15:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-6899156345869268356?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/6899156345869268356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-vine-you-are-branches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/6899156345869268356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/6899156345869268356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-vine-you-are-branches.html' title='Growth really is optional....'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-1349852852287162183</id><published>2011-06-26T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T07:54:14.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Rain.</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I was running on the beach.  It wasn’t a particularly pretty day, the sand was very soft and difficult to run in.  Then, it started to rain.  I realized that I was the only one out there running in the weather.  I could only think about how difficult this was and how much longer I had to go, and how I could just turn back and cut the run short…. Then I felt God teaching me something.&lt;br /&gt;It is raining on a number of areas of my life right now.  I just returned from a week of Youth Camp with some incredible students… but I still feel like we are just not there yet...  The deep passion, excitement and joy of following Christ just is not there… like running in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;But can I praise Him when it rains?  Does my attitude about the weather have an effect on my performance and enthusiasm…. I realized that sometimes the rainy days often take the wind out of my sails.&lt;br /&gt;The message came through so clearly that it was as if someone standing next to me had spoken it: "If you find joy while you run in the rain, you'll be ready when it rains on race day." While I do not run races, I have been praying hard for an awakening among our teen culture today.&lt;br /&gt;If the weather is beautiful, God is good. If it's terrible, God is still good. And the same thing rings true in every area of life. When everything is going great we should praise Him with everything we have. When everything feels like it's raining, we can rest in the knowledge that God is still good and deserves just as much praise!&lt;br /&gt;When I finished my run, with a time that was a bit slower than usual, I put on my fins, snorkel and mask and went for a 30 minute swim in the rain.  You know, I did not even notice the rain as I swam.  When I came out from my swim, the rain had stopped and I felt refreshed.  Press on in the rain, leave the growth in the hearts of others up to the Lord…. A refreshing realization.  I look forward to the next opportunity to run or swim in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;“I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.” - Romans 8:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-1349852852287162183?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/1349852852287162183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-it-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/1349852852287162183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/1349852852287162183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-it-rain.html' title='Let it Rain.'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-7387782027491915637</id><published>2010-12-22T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:31:14.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sign for Christmas: Swaddling Clothes</title><content type='html'>Interesting insight from my devotion that I read today. “And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word “swaddling” has fallen into the dustbin of unused terms. It is still a viable term concerning the care of infants. While some translations simply use the word “clothes” or “cloths,” others misuse the word “rags” for that in which the newborn Savior was wrapped. The Holy Spirit specifically selected the term “swaddling” – it is used only twice in the New Testament (sparganoo, Luke 2.7, 12), because of it's use among shepherds.&lt;br /&gt;This was the common practice of the day – to wrap a newborn snuggly. To swaddle a baby was to wrap it so that it felt the security of the material and to protect it from the elements. I remember with my own children when they were born, Karen and I would wrap our young babies tightly like this as it was recommended by so many medical practitioners for protection against Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Mary know all of this then? Was she aware of how she was protecting the baby Jesus when she swaddled Him? Maybe. Maybe not. But there is much more to the story. This was to be a “sign” for the shepherds. If this was a common practice, then why would it be considered a “sign” for Mary to do something that everyone else was doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies in God’s providential care and sovereignty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Jimmy DeYoung (biblical and Jewish scholar), these were no ordinary shepherds. They were priest/shepherds. They were selected at a very young age for this particular task – watching over the Temple flock. They were most probably not the young boys depicted in most Christmas plays, but were men in the early years of the priesthood – somewhere in their early thirties. For most of their lives they had studied the Scriptures and had been trained to care for these sacrificial animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From atop a two-story stone watchtower, shepherds would watch over the flock – making certain that there was no threat to the flock. On the ground, other shepherds would remain with the sheep insuring their safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a ewe was ready to give birth, the shepherds would take the mother into the first floor of the watchtower, reach into the mother’s womb, and deliver the lamb. The lamb would then be wrapped in swaddling clothes to protect it from any harm and lay it in a manger lined with soft hay. (Remember the lamb for sacrifice must be without blemish. A bruised or broken bone would disqualify it.) Once the lamb had settled down from the birthing process, the shepherd would remove the swathing materials and deliver the lamb to its mother. The lamb would receive special care from the shepherd/priests because this lamb would be sacrificed for the sins of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shepherd/priests had trained all of their lives for this very moment.; To the common passerby, seeing a baby in a manger meant very little; however, to the shepherd/priest it was a sign of the coming Messiah. They were keenly aware that the Messiah would one day free the people from their sins.&lt;br /&gt;A baby, announced by the heavenly choir, lying in a manger, wrapped in swaddling clothes was more than they could handle – they “came with haste.” They immediately recognized the sign – this baby was the One born to die for the sins of the world.&lt;br /&gt;All the signs are still here. Christmas is a time to remember the birth of the Christ-child, Jesus the Messiah. We all should come with haste and bow before the King of kings and Lord of lords. We all should recognize the wisdom and power expressed by our heavenly Father as He presented His Son as the Lamb of God that takes away the sins of the world.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of all the "signs," traditions and symbols of Christmas today, let us not forget that this was the Lamb of God, who at birth was determined to go to the cross for our sins. Our youth did a drama Sunday that was a beautiful display of this truth. I will post a video it here soon.&lt;br /&gt;Look for the signs that God is placing before you today that will remind you of what He has done for YOU through the birth of His Son, Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-7387782027491915637?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/7387782027491915637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/12/sign-for-christmas-swaddling-clothes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/7387782027491915637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/7387782027491915637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/12/sign-for-christmas-swaddling-clothes.html' title='a sign for Christmas: Swaddling Clothes'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-109949275801208125</id><published>2010-05-11T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:19:32.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart of Delay.</title><content type='html'>Something that I have learned so much about the heart of God is that, from my perspective, He often operates from a posture of delay.&amp;nbsp; Well, it seems that way at least.&amp;nbsp; We live in a culture of drive through, instant, microwave society that&amp;nbsp;expects God to be more spontaneous and immediate in His actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many examples of scripture reveal that God is about building depth of character by delay.&amp;nbsp; When Moses led the people out of Egypt, it did not take long for the people to become restless with the slowness of blessings, so they took things into their own hands, making an instant idol to lead them.&amp;nbsp; Result?&amp;nbsp; More delay.&amp;nbsp; Forty more years of delay.&amp;nbsp; However, forty years later,&amp;nbsp;when Joshua received his battle plan to take the city of Jericho, delay was the plan (Joshua 6:1-5).&amp;nbsp; March around the city&amp;nbsp;six days, on the seventh day add the blowing of horns, and a shout.&amp;nbsp; Did&amp;nbsp; Joshua look for short cuts?&amp;nbsp; No, he was faithful, trusting the delay of his commander and chief, the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much wisdom found when one learns the heart of delay.... patience.&amp;nbsp;It could appear in so many different ways.&amp;nbsp; A delayed appointment, a delayed&amp;nbsp;health treatment, a delayed assignment, a delayed response, blessing, etc.&amp;nbsp; God is always on time and never late.&amp;nbsp; But the best approach is to expect&amp;nbsp;d&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;elay&lt;/span&gt; according to your schedule and calendar... but the blessing will be oh so sweet when He decides you are ready to receive...&amp;nbsp;trust, patience, faith.&amp;nbsp; A wonderful delay.&amp;nbsp; (Proverbs 3:5-6; P&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="background: yellow;"&gt;salm&lt;/span&gt; 119:73; Joshua 24:14-15)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-109949275801208125?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/109949275801208125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/05/heart-of-delay.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/109949275801208125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/109949275801208125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/05/heart-of-delay.html' title='The Heart of Delay.'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-913306426685474591</id><published>2010-03-29T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:12:02.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretching Me.</title><content type='html'>Last week I spent a day Mountain Biking around Fontana Lake, in Swain County, NC, right next to the Smoky Mountains.  I was spending some time alone with the Lord, there was no one else on the trail the whole day.  It was just me and God.  I remember at one time during my trip, I had planned to just sit and listen to God when the time was right.  Well, that time came at just the right moment.  I was on top of a great hill, having climbed it for hours on my bike, and wow... what a view.  God began talking to me right away.  His creation and beauty were speaking in such a loud voice I could not help but sit and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles were speaking loudly as well, and grateful for the break.  I began to think and pray about the many assignments that were in my hands and I wanted to listen to what God had to say about them.  While my assignments have been many these past months, I was kinda thinking that I was capable of something a bit more, something a little more challenging, and kinda expecting God to begin to lay some things out before me to start working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should have seen it coming.  As my muscles were still doing some talkin', I began to sense that God was letting me in on something even bigger than any assignment He might have for me.  He has been at work on me.  If God based my assignments on my walk with Him, and I wanted something more than I had in hand, I realized that he needed to work on my faith and character even more.  One thing I realized is that there is really no one particular way God helps me grow, but one thing I did realize, as the sweat dripped off my cheeks, there will be growing pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times that Christians mature the most in their life is when things are up hill, facing hardship or crisis. Inevitably people say it's through their suffering that they grow the most spiritually.  If that is true, what should I expect when I ask God to increase my faith and to make me more like Christ?  Yet, here is the typical pattern: 1. we pray and ask God to make us more like Christ. 2. God allows stretching circumstances into our lives so we can grow.  3. We call our church prayer ministry and frantically enlist everyone to pray that the latest difficulty in our life be immediately removed!  I believe that many of the items found on our church prayer lists are actually circumstances God allowed in order to mature His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality, we must decide whether we want comfort or Christ-likeness.  We often can not have both.  I have come to enjoy (somewhat) the trying times.  God let's me see that He is still working on me.  At first, the hill is difficult and quitting is a lingering thought.  But as I approach the summit, the more enthusiasm I experience and the view... the view is just something else.  That, is really an incredible thought.  God still considers me worthy of a deeper, more mature growth experience, and the end result is breath taking... sometimes literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the call remains in my heart.  I am NOT satisfied with my present state of service to God.  And I am open to the necessary growth, even when it is painful.  Stretch me more, and Lord, I am thankful that you have given me just enough strength to endure the hill that awaits ahead, for it is only through the pain of that climb will I have the growth experience that will in turn equip me for the greater assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-913306426685474591?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/913306426685474591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/03/stretching-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/913306426685474591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/913306426685474591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/03/stretching-me.html' title='Stretching Me.'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-5534125629503876070</id><published>2010-02-10T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:26:39.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity of Call.</title><content type='html'>I have had a few opportunities that have recently come my way that gave me reason to go deep for clarification on what God has called me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who will judge the living and the dead, and in view of his appearing and his kingdom, I give you this charge: [2] Preach the Word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage--with great patience and careful instruction. [3] For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear. [4] They will turn their ears away from the truth and turn aside to myths. [5] But you, keep your head in all situations, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, discharge all the duties of your ministry. &lt;/span&gt;2 Tim. 4:1-5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my call from God; that is it, from 2 Timothy 4:1-5 above.  God's call on my life is an inescapable commission, and as Paul said, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woe to me if I do not preach the gospel.'&lt;/span&gt;  I love the fact that God continues to give me reason to experience the clarity of this call in fresh ways again and again.... it never gets stale or old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what exactly should people expect from me as a minister?  I want to be fair and honest when I say, I intend to love God with all my heart, and to love all people, no matter what. I intend to shepherd and feed His people for as long as I am able and God's people will allow me to serve them in this way.  I will not discredit, compromise, or turn my back on what I believe the Word of God teaches, and that means that there may be times some may feel my shepherd's crook, not to judge or malign, but to help move people in the right direction, to protect, and to heal.  I intend to preach the gospel of Jesus Christ, for that is my calling. I have a strong burden to fulfill the duties of this ministry that has been charged to me by the Holy Spirit.  I can not turn my back on this call or deny it.  Until the Lord tells me otherwise, I intend to remain focused on this call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have great opportunity to go deep, and it has given me great passion for even greater depth in His Word and Spirit.  The joy, peace, patience and provision has been more evident in my life than ever before.  I will remain faithful to the depth of such a call... in season or out of season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy clarifying the call that God has placed on my life from time to time.  I am thankful for the moments that come my way that cause me to deeply reflect and certify a fresh this call.  Thank you Lord for clearly reminding me again and again of this assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your call?  Is it clear today?  It can be.  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I was encouraged in so many ways. Not only was I encouraged to continue using the bricks of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; foundation in my life, but also that so long ago, after his freshman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt; led him to Christ, I had a part in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;discipling&lt;/span&gt; him, laying those first foundational bricks, in those early days as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Furman's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FCA&lt;/span&gt; president and Senior Football player/mentor for Adrian and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping to plant in someones life a direction of faith in Christ appears to be so insignificant when I see a young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sapling&lt;/span&gt; begin to grow by God's hand. I don't know, and most of the time never know, if someone ever will grow into that strong towering tree that brings honor to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is with all my spiritual endeavors: I may have planted, watered, and fussed over my “saplings” (those I've mentored/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;discipled&lt;/span&gt;) for a time, but only God can make a “tree.”&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, I hear from those I ministered to years ago, and discover to my delight that they have grown to maturity and have been greatly used of God—with no help from me. It’s a gentle reminder that I plant and water for a while, and help others “grow up in all things into Him who is the head—Christ” (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt;. 4:15). But only God “gives the increase” (1 Cor. 3:6-7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German theologian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Helmut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Thielicke&lt;/span&gt; writes, “&lt;em&gt;The man who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t know how to let go, and does not have confident joy in Him who carries out His purposes without us (or also through us or in spite of us), . . . that man will become nothing but a miserable creature in his old age.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still may yet tend a sapling or two, but mostly I will let go and watch them grow. I have been in Ministry for over 25 years and seen more people than I can remember who God has planted in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; heart a love for Him and a life devoted to service. I think too that God is still at work in my heart as well. Many have watered, fertilized and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;encouraged&lt;/span&gt; my growth over the years and I still have so much farther to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of months ago I began ministering as a speaker, mentor, consultant to people and churches. This assignment, has been a time where I am growing too. I saw this as a time of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;transitioning&lt;/span&gt; into another forest where I can continue to serve Him by planting more. However, the planting opportunities have multiplied in this season. I substitute teach in a different school class room just about every day, I help coach two middle school basketball teams, I work at a local Ski Resort on weekend and some weekday nights, I officiate school and recreation basketball games, counsel folks in marriage, speak and consult chuches in many ways.... Time with my children and wife have been incredibly precious. I have been more busy planting in different ways than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so incredible that while I have been planting, feeding, watering and fertilizing others, God is tending to my sometimes limp and broken branches as well with total attention. My roots are being strengthened as my faith in Him continues to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Prayer: Thank you Lord for gardening in my life. I want to continue to be used by You in others’ lives. Teach me from Your Word so that I can help others follow You too. And enable me to let go and trust You to work in them. In the mean time, teach me and enable me to walk &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; You and not be satisfied with simply &lt;em&gt;following &lt;/em&gt;You.   Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who follow Christ leave a path for others to follow, but why not encourage others to walk WITH you along the path as you too walk WITH Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-1581209055721448138?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/1581209055721448138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/02/sapling-in-gods-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/1581209055721448138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/1581209055721448138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2010/02/sapling-in-gods-hands.html' title='A Sapling in God&apos;s Hands'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-8553637220912595073</id><published>2009-09-08T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:12:03.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to have Surgery?</title><content type='html'>A number of weeks ago, my orthopedic surgeon asked me a question.... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You want to have surgery?&lt;/span&gt;"  Well, my response was, 'certainly not...'  I did not 'want' to have surgery.  Then he clarified that he determined my shoulder injury, after six months of therapeutic, non-surgical treatments, would not improve past the 80% healing point that I seemed to be stuck in...  He explained that there was just the tip of a bone that continued to irritate the injured area (called an impingement), and needed to be shaved down, so the injury could fully heal.  He explained it with pictures and drawings that a simple guy like me could understand, and I agreed to the procedure and the time was set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When I awoke from what was supposed to be a simple hour long procedure, I noticed that the Surgical recovery area was empty except me, and that somehow I had been in surgery for five hours....  The Surgeon had left for the day, having explained to my wife that he discovered the real problem, a hole/tear in my rotator cuff, that needed to be repaired, and that I was to meet back with him in a few days at his clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Karen, my wife, explained it to me, the best she could, but this had not been part of the long explanation that I had been through before I agreed to surgery.  The MRI (Magnetic Resonance Imaging... kinda like an x-ray of tissue) had not revealed any injury like this that was mentioned to me... I was a bit more at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Three days passed painfully slow, at the meeting with my surgeon, he clearly explained to me what he discovered when he went into my shoulder with his orthoscopic camera.  I asked, why the MRI did not pick this up months before?  He explained that an MRI is like looking out a window with Vaseline smeared all over it... is that a truck in the parking lot?... I think so, it is blue, but what kind of condition is it in..... ?   ...Well I thought that an MRI was a lot more clearer than that, and that surgeons were more certain of what they could see before going into a surgical procedure.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     I look at the five small incisions in my shoulder now in the mirror as they heal and I am moved at how such a discovery can be found, and repaired through that small space...  In addition, I have recently become a new student of the structure and make up of the human shoulder like never before.  God has created such an incredible number of cooperating levels of tissue and mechnisums that makes up the shoulder that just blows my mind.  And that with the technology we have today, there is no clear way to really know what may be wrong without actually allowing the surgeon to go in and look for him self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Kinda like surgery, I am most grateful that God is at work in me, even when I'm not sure what the procedure is or why it needs to be done, I know that when the pain resides and my strength returns I will still be in love with Him and trusting Him in all things, all the more.  The Bible says in 1 Corinthians 13, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"NOW we see but a poor reflection; THEN we shall see 'clearly' face to face.."&lt;/span&gt;  The question I ask now when the Surgeon (my Lord) says, "Want to have Surgery?"  The fact that He wants to help me, He loves me and knows what needs to be done humbles me greatly.   I hope that my desire for any surgical procedure He wants to do, however painful or if I don't even understand it, my answer will be a trusting "Yes!"  I look forward to these faith growing procedures more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     "Want to have surgery?" God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-8553637220912595073?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/8553637220912595073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/09/want-to-have-surgery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/8553637220912595073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/8553637220912595073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/09/want-to-have-surgery.html' title='Want to have Surgery?'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-4180335668401883645</id><published>2009-07-07T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:39:00.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nation afraid of the Light?</title><content type='html'>Over the last 40 years, many of our churches in our nation have brought their theological convictions of the Bible and the priesthood of all believers and local autonomy of the church to a very significant place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many churches are in a great place to hear and heed God’s will.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, I do believe that, we need a wake-up call.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many churches are solid in the Bible, but as a group of Christians nation-wide, we have been on the decline in evangelism and missions.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt 0.5in;"&gt;Christ's message to the church at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sardis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in Revelation 3:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I know your works. You have the reputation of being alive, but you are dead. Wake up, and strengthen what remains and is about to die, for I have not found your works complete in the sight of my God. Remember, then, what you received and heard. Keep it, and repent. If you will not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will not know at what hour I will come against you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most rational decision now is to acknowledge the reality of our overall decline, so we might deal with its consequences and discover solutions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Looking for places and people to blame is not the answer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are bigger issues and we need to face some facts: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;we face a culture turning its back toward us, a declining and aging church membership, and young leaders who are choosing other partnerships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Is the culture getting worse? Sure it is. But we should be the ones giving a reason for our hope rather than hoping for a reason.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We need a resurgence of genuine relationship with God and with others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have moved too quickly away from these two very important facts in an effort to provide activities that give an impression of life rather than opportunities for relationship that affects lives…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we have to slow down, and build meaningful, genuine relationships… first with God in worship as life, and then with all other people we are connected with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is where the power and activity of God is at.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;when we="" call="" on="" he="" will="" show=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In His presence we are drawn to repentance and forgiveness. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God then issues His clear call on our lives for today…. Then we are faced with the answer we must give to Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We need to get back to this in every part of our life individually, as a local church, denominations and as the international church.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As children we were afraid of the dark.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now as adults we are afraid of the light.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are afraid to step out, to become what God has designed us to be and do as a follower of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  We are afraid of the truth and cower when lies are told.  We need to move towards the light, expect our leaders to do the right thing before God and people.  Hold them accountable.  &lt;/span&gt;We can not lead others any further than we have been our selves individually.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Change begins with the individual believer, which in turn awakens the church… that will then affect their community…&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;maybe along the way, our leaders and our nation will awaken again to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It must and should begin with me..., let's go, are you afraid of the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/when&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-4180335668401883645?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/4180335668401883645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/07/nation-afraid-of-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/4180335668401883645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/4180335668401883645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/07/nation-afraid-of-light.html' title='A nation afraid of the Light?'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-5479234172768278623</id><published>2009-06-24T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:35:26.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Apart... to serve</title><content type='html'>This week I have been on the Catawba Indian Reservation as an assistant Project Coordinator as the night Worship Speaker with World Changers in Rock Hill, SC.  I have seen God work in so many ways, it just is amazing.  Roofs are being repaired, lives changed..... &lt;br /&gt;     This morning, I helped with an interview of one of the residents, Mary Wallace, a senior adult lady, with one leg, who was so overwhelmed by the presence of God in her life, I was incredibly encouraged by her testimony.  While she was sharing, over 20 students and adults were working on her roof above, she was teary about the thought of the project being completed, because that would mean the Student Crew would be leaving.....  She said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am glad that my house was in such bad condition that caused these beautiful students to come into my life... God has sent them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I have committed my life to be a servant.  But in times like this, when I am just volunteering to serve in ways like this, I have to ask a question to myself.  If I merely '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose to serve'&lt;/span&gt;, I keep some of the control for myself.  I am still in charge of what tasks I will actually perform.  I might even worry that people would take advantage of me.  I may even be concerned how others will react to me.  Yet... .if I choose to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'servant of Christ'.&lt;/span&gt;..., I have discovered what is different.  In doing this, I give up the reins of my life.  I am 'set apart' as a follower of Christ.  I surrender my desire to take control. I voluntarily give up my rights, and choose to allow Christ, as my Master, to direct my path.  Then, it does not matter what, when or where... I am still His servant... in formal ways, and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;" conversations with any person I will meet.  That is being '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;set apart'&lt;/span&gt; to follow Him.&lt;br /&gt;    John 15:5 says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing." &lt;/span&gt; Remain a servant of Christ, not just a servant, and you will see the fruit.... I am a witness, the fruit sprouting in front of my eyes is abundant and eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-5479234172768278623?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/5479234172768278623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/06/set-apart-to-serve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/5479234172768278623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/5479234172768278623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/06/set-apart-to-serve.html' title='Set Apart... to serve'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-5079444641375554926</id><published>2009-06-01T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:48:22.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust me....</title><content type='html'>Years ago, on a Thursday, I was invited to speak at Furman University's Fellowship of Christian Athletes group, in Greenville, SC.  Being an alumni of this group, made it all the more exciting for me.  While I was waiting my opportunity, during the time when the Worship Team was leading us in song, I sensed God asking me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do you trust Me?"&lt;/span&gt;.... well I immediately answered in my mind "of course!"  No sooner had I thought those words, came another statement... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Give away your guitar!"  &lt;/span&gt;I had a genuine sense that God was asking me to give my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ovation-Ultra&lt;/span&gt; away to one of the band members that I knew from back when I was attending there in College.  I brushed away the thought as the time approached for me to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the FCA meeting, some of the students were going over to an apartment to hang out, stay up late and visit... I was invited.  At this "party" I bumped into Toby (a member of the FCA band), and the earlier thought immediately echoed in my mind again....  Toby and I talked of years past, and all that God was doing, but the subject of my personal musical instrument, never came up...., well, I never brought it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed the night in town, and late into the night, as I was trying to sleep, the thought remained in my mind... and then the first question returned... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do you trust Me?"&lt;/span&gt;... and that was all it took.  At 7am I got up, called Toby and asked him if he would meet me for lunch on campus, we set the time and place around his classes, no mention of details were discussed... I was still not completely convinced God was clear on his question, and his request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an appointment I had set, while I would be in town, with my childhood pastor to visit with him about a decision I had about some choices I had before me.  I was getting different advice from some about attending Seminary, or accept a position before me...  I was uncertain of the choices, as they both seemed God honoring...  You know what my pastor said? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Trust God in this, and act on his leading...."&lt;/span&gt;  He probably said more than that, but that was all I heard.... and it was about all I could stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Toby for a brief lunch, with my guitar in hand, I gave it to him immediately upon seeing him.  He was confused, he stated that he had a guitar already, and thanked me deeply.  However, I would not take it back, I insisted that he take it, sell it if he did not need it, I convinced him that I was not leaving with it.  I left, and headed back to Summerville, SC, where I was serving at my first Student Ministry position as a Youth Pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole way back, and the few days after arriving back at my home, I was none the clearer for what I had done.  I used my guitar in my personal worship, in songs of praises from my heart to Him, I used it to lead students in song during our regular youth meetings, I used it in our campus Bible study groups that I was part of... this was a tool of ministry.  I began to wonder if I had acted on foolish sentiment, but I had no regret for the action... I truly trusted God, and that was all that was important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at my office early on Sunday morning to get things ready for the ministry of the day, and having been out of town for a few days, I expected to find some things that might need my attention.  In front of my desk, in my office, there was a guitar, a limited edition, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alvarez&lt;/span&gt; guitar... with a post it note on it that read "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from God.&lt;/span&gt;"  I fell to my knees in awe, and to take a closer look.... I later asked any and everybody I connected with on that Sunday as to the origin of the guitar that was left in my office, and nobody had a clue.  Monday, I asked my secretary and other staff the same question, and got no additional information.  Wednesday at Youth Group, I asked the students, told them the story of what had just happened...   Some of the students inquired a bit about it, but most were not moved by this occurrence in my life as they were to be with their friends for the night.  After our youth meeting and the following after-glow around Volleyball in the gym, the College/Career students began to arrive for their late night Bible Study hour.  I led the music (with this beautiful instrument), and facilitated the study (we were reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Screwtape Letters&lt;/span&gt; together and discussing it each Wednesday night).  I briefly mentioned the origin of the guitar as I was leading music, and the study occurred normally.  A few students came in late from work, or other ministry things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Bible Study, my friend Bill (having arrived late), who attended another church, but helped me with the FCA at the local  High School campus, came to me with a smile on his face and humorously asked me if I found the guitar he left in my office on Friday, and did I like the 'note,' as he smiled?  I asked him about the note, and why the guitar, and he said that Thursday night, he sensed God was telling him that I needed another guitar, and he was supposed to give me one of his. He stated that he came by on Friday to give it to me.  Not finding me in my open office, he decided to leave it there, and attach the note for a grin.  As I began to tell him about my past few days, we both began to weep in the presence of seeing what God had orchestrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid....&lt;/span&gt; (Ps 56:4).    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and He will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt; (Prov 3:5-6).   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now it is required that those who have been given a trust must prove faithful. &lt;/span&gt;(1 Cor 4:2).  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me.&lt;/span&gt;  (Jn 14:1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to tell you how easy the decisions before me were to make, as I followed God's leading, ever so quiet that it might have been, with great enthusiasm and trust, regardless of the uncertainty that might lay ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I ask YOU a question?....  Do you trust Him?  If God is asking you that question today, make sure you know that there just might be an unusual request to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-5079444641375554926?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/5079444641375554926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/5079444641375554926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/5079444641375554926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust-me.html' title='Trust me....'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-959137047095788087</id><published>2009-05-18T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:21:20.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy in the Journey!  :.&gt;)</title><content type='html'>Walking with God can sometimes become a puzzling and frustrating journey.  There are times when I wonder out loud to God..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is going on...?&lt;/span&gt;" You know, the truth is, even now, when that question comes to my mind, the Spirit quickly pushes my heart to the real question that I 'meant' to ask: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord...., what is my purpose in this trial?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Romans 8:36 we see that, as Christians and followers of Christ, we are "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as sheep to be slaughtered."&lt;/span&gt;  Now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT &lt;/span&gt;would be a scary thing to be going through, but the next few verses reveal a wonderful truth in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt; trial, no matter how great (or usually comparatively in my case... pretty small).  "... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate me from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a child of faith being led into LIFE, not a slaughtered death, no matter how grim a situation might look. Through my "suffering" my faith allows God to make me fruitful even then. In Genesis 41:52, Joseph says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is because God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering...&lt;/span&gt;" When I really think about it, if I was able to stand face-to-face with Jesus and ask Him if He LIKED the trials He endured to save my soul... His answer would probably be on the low end of enjoyment... now I am sure that with what He knew the out come would bring, there was a certain level of 'joy' but that is far different from enjoying the process. I am sure that Jesus would rather have been on a journey where everybody loved Him, listened to Him and accepted Him, but the results wouldn't have been the same. Because He endured the adversity that no mere human could have endured, He achieved the amazing end result of my salvation through the payment for my sins so that I could have a personal relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, does it really matter that I have adversity from time to time when the end result of any adversity in service to Him will result in eternal life anyway, through faith in my relationship with Jesus? Hmm.... I am not here on earth for the satisfaction of my flesh, but to be of service to God in any way He so desires.. be it difficult or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, as I learn to understand that, and accept that and endure whatever I must in the will of God, my trials will no longer be trials, but... a walk of faith.  Now there is the JOY in the journey!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;.&gt;)&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-959137047095788087?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/959137047095788087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/joy-in-journey_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/959137047095788087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/959137047095788087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/joy-in-journey_18.html' title='Joy in the Journey!  :.&gt;)'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-7085437484761460065</id><published>2009-05-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:59:52.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following Legends...</title><content type='html'>I was listening to WHMI this morning as they interviewed Detroit Tiger legend, Frank Tanana.  He is going to be in Howell this weekend at the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vintage Baseball Game&lt;/span&gt;" being played Sunday, around 2pm at Barnard Center in Howell as part of the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howell History Days&lt;/span&gt;" that is scheduled for this weekend.  There is excitement in the community at the opportunity to meet this great Tiger legend.  Frank is a Hall of Fame, 21 year, veteran of the "Big time" MLB, and there will be many there to get his autograph or snap a picture with this famous star of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank was known in his day to pitch many a complete game, with seldom relief needed from the bullpen.  But now, the game requires 'mid-relief,' 'relief' and 'late-relief' pitchers to ward off the powerful hitters.  Following a sports legend like Frank would be difficult for anyone, but someone always has to.. and I am sure with much fear and intimidation at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Moses passed away, the Lord spoke to Joshua and told him that his time had come to lead.  The reality was, though, that he'd be taking over for one of the most renown leaders of all time, Moses!  But God didn't just throw Joshua out there with a pat on the back, He gave him His word that He would be with him.  Three times God told Joshua to 'be strong and Courageous' and also gave Joshua His promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, God said that Joshua was the man to lead them.  Second, He directed Joshua to follow His instructions completely.  Third, God said that, no matter what happended, He would be with Joshua and his people.  Joshua took comfort in these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following a legend like Frank Tanana would be a challenge for any athlete, but Frank has another legend that I like even more.  Frank is a Christian and takes every opportunity to represent his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, not in a confrontational way, but as a very loving, helpful, servant. This type of legendary message is worth stepping up to for all of us.  What an inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've had to follow a legend at school, work, church or in faith.  Trust in the fact that God will be with you as you call on His name.  His desire is not to see you fail, but that you would lean on Him for guidance, leadership and truth.  Be like Joshua today, be strong and courageous when the Lord asks you to step up for His glory.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(see Joshua 1:1-9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;submitted by Pastor Kent Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FYI: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Daryl Tanana&lt;/span&gt; pitched for six teams--California Angels (1973-1980), Boston Red Sox (1981), Texas Rangers (1982-1985), Detroit Tigers (1985-1992), New York Mets (1993), and New York Yankees (1993)--over the course of his 21-year major league career.   Since 1900, Tanana ranks 14th in games started (616), 22nd in innings pitched (4188.1), 18th in strikeouts (2733), and 37th in wins (240). Among left-handers, Tanana places 5th in GS, 7th in IP, 4th in K, and 11th in W.  He has started more games than any other southpaw in the history of the American League.  Mr. and Mrs. Tanana serve on the Pro Athletes Outreach board of Directors and are also involved in the Home Plate and Career Impact ministries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-7085437484761460065?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/7085437484761460065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/following-legends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/7085437484761460065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/7085437484761460065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/following-legends.html' title='Following Legends...'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-1159761304036515713</id><published>2009-05-08T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:05:04.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Some times a little bad happens before the greater good...!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;This past weekend, someone pulled out in front of my son's truck, the damage probably a total loss.... not having full coverage, and living in the 'no fault state' brought us to the realization that this was going to be costly.  After finding out that the repair would cost more than the trucks worth, we began to look for another inexpensive car... The dealer of one of the cars we looked at (after we told him of our loss), instead of selling us the car at his profit, he instead told us of a friend that could fix my son's truck... for more than half of our other estimate....  we were back in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Finding the good can be a  challenge, but Scripture confirms that God uses bad circumstances for good  purposes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;In 2 Kings 5, we find two people  who had bad things happen to them. First is a young girl from  &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; who was taken captive by the  Syrian army. Second is Naaman, the commander of the army, who had leprosy. Even  though the girl had good reason to desire bad things for her captors, she  offered help instead. "&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s prophet Elisha," she said,  "could heal" Naaman. Eager to be cured, Naaman went to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. However,  he was reluctant to follow Elisha’s humiliating directions. When he finally did,  he was healed, which caused him to proclaim that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s God is  the only God (v.15).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;God used two bad things—a kidnapping and  a deadly disease—to change &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s enemy into a friend. Even  when we don’t know why something bad has happened, we know that God has the  power to use it for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-1159761304036515713?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/1159761304036515713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-times-little-bad-happens-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/1159761304036515713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/1159761304036515713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-times-little-bad-happens-before.html' title='&quot;Some times a little bad happens before the greater good...!&quot;'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-787038310554371421</id><published>2009-05-05T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:43:37.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Walking with Optimism!"</title><content type='html'>Just about every day, my wife and I take a walk.  We talk and share about all that is going on in our lives.  Recently I realized that my walking companion is so optimistic, even in the middle of what I think are justified complaints.  I was also brought face to face in my devotion to a passage that I am familiar with, but I never let the words literally sink in.... Colossians 3:15-17 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you  were called to peace. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you  richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing  psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. And  whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord  Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.”&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; If you listen to people, being thankful is not a very common attitude.  They complain about their classes, their jobs, their practice schedules, their parents, their friends, the weather... on and on.  In the world it is easy to complain because everybody does it.  Yet, as followers of Jesus, we are called to be thankful... no matter the circumstances.  That is often not an easy task, especially when you think you have something to complain about... but you know, that is just the time when God wants us to be thankful, all the more.  When things are going great, it is easy to be thankful... but when tough times come, being thankful requires help.. sometimes a reminder from a friend who cares.  But really, it occurs to me that if we are truly trusting Christ and the presence of His Spirit in our life, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus is walking with us all day long&lt;/span&gt;!!  What could be a better reminder that we have so much to be optimistic about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For the "peace of God to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;rule&lt;/span&gt; in your hearts" means that there is no other way that we should feel... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at peace&lt;/span&gt;..., no matter what decision is ahead for us, or challenge, an injustice or some other 'worthy' complaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thank you God for walking with me.  That realization is truly helping me to be more optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Today, you are entering a world of compliners.  It is your opportunity to stand out, to be diifferent.  The Lord wanst you to have a n attitude of thanfulness.  The only way you can do that is to get into His Word and allow it to get into you.  Take a walk with Optimism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7496771315043128923-787038310554371421?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/787038310554371421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-with-optimism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/787038310554371421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/787038310554371421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-with-optimism.html' title='&quot;Walking with Optimism!&quot;'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7496771315043128923.post-7508045413971188066</id><published>2009-05-01T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:15:13.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='provision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>The Harvest Principle: God Supplies Alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;In today's devotional that Rick Warren sends out @ &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.purposedriven.com"&gt;www.purposedriven.com&lt;/a&gt; that I get, I was particularly moved by his words today.  Living in Michigan, many of my friends are losing their jobs, or very concerned about the future of their jobs.  Often times, I can relate to their day to day concerns as we may call it, but deep down, it truly just might be worry.  Well, God clearly tells us not to worry, but this reminded me again, that when 'concern' creeps in, what a fresh perspective can give.   Here are some of the thoughts that Rick offered, and I pass it on to you.  If you would like to connect with his daily devotions directly as well, go to the web site above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Now he who supplies seed to the sower and bread for food will aslo supply and increase your store of seed and will enlarge the harvest of your righteousness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; 2 Corinthians 9:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking to God as our only source of supply is often a challenge, but it is the key to this verse.  If we are truly going to look to Him alone to provide for our needs, we should not look anywhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;We get ourselves in trouble when we confuse the channel with the source.  God may use your paycheck from work as the channel to supply your needs, but your employer is just the channel for God's provision- and God can shift to another channel anytime he wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;When you start to look to something or someone else to meet your needs, when you begin to confuse the channel with the source, there is a clear sign: Worry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Say you've started looking to your job as the source, instead of the channel. You may start worrying, "What if I lose my job?"  You know what? That channel may close, but the source of your every need is still active and providing for you.  When God turns off one channel, he can turn on another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Once you know what you're lacking, you need to give God the right to choose whatever channel He decides to fulfill the need. It may be a channel different from the one you would choose; in fact, God may allow a totally different channel than you would expect, just so that you will keep looking to Him for all your needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;For me, I am continually reminded about God's channel of provision, even in times like we are going through today.    It truly is exciting to look back and see how God has provided through His channels of blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget in the dark times, what God has taught you in the Light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God alone is our source and supply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;submitted by Pastor Kent Williams&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/7496771315043128923-7508045413971188066?l=pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/feeds/7508045413971188066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/harvest-principle-god-supplies-alone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/7508045413971188066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7496771315043128923/posts/default/7508045413971188066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastorkentwilliams.blogspot.com/2009/05/harvest-principle-god-supplies-alone.html' title='The Harvest Principle: God Supplies Alone!'/><author><name>Pastor Kent</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06961098540038394019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FXpEVvDykLw/SfvLoIVLIZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RHYHHGYge7A/S220/Kent.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
