<?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-10156613</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:20:44.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Everything</title><subtitle type='html'>GO TO:
www.mikewilson.me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-5210447756178120313</id><published>2009-02-12T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:34:08.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website</title><content type='html'>Check out my new website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mikewilson.me/"&gt;www.mikewilson.me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRrgAyckqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DT-Op0wbMJE/s1600-h/t-shirtpicture+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRrgAyckqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DT-Op0wbMJE/s400/t-shirtpicture+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301980859033490082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-5210447756178120313?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/5210447756178120313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=5210447756178120313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/5210447756178120313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/5210447756178120313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-website.html' title='New Website'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRrgAyckqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DT-Op0wbMJE/s72-c/t-shirtpicture+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-3995540889590785886</id><published>2007-07-07T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T13:43:27.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-18QvYWP4I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-18QvYWP4I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-3995540889590785886?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/3995540889590785886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=3995540889590785886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/3995540889590785886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/3995540889590785886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-engagement.html' title='My Engagement'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-116590927967762860</id><published>2006-12-11T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T08:53:10.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Benji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/7-16-05%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/400/7-16-05%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll worship together&lt;br /&gt;In the presence of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;How greater it will be there&lt;br /&gt;Without guilt pain or sword&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is true that our days are numbered&lt;br /&gt;Someone must have miscounted&lt;br /&gt;But while we're here begging for a recount&lt;br /&gt;Your in heaven giving an account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not too worried about the outcome&lt;br /&gt;You never seemed to struggle with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Like you we'll have faith in God's kingdom&lt;br /&gt;And know that God's got it figured out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll worship together&lt;br /&gt;In the presence of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;How greater it will be there&lt;br /&gt;Without guilt pain or sword&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-116590927967762860?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/116590927967762860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=116590927967762860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/116590927967762860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/116590927967762860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-benji.html' title='To Benji'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-116590919229080553</id><published>2006-12-11T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:52:01.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Benji, My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/DSCN2766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/400/DSCN2766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna look at this picture the same.  Wow, before the focus was on how funny it is that Josh Lehr is looking at the camera on my scooter in the background and that homeless guy with the long hair can't seem to figure out what is going on.  Now its on Benji's face.  Did you ever notice how awesome his smile was?  On the day we took this picture, Benji and I were in Tulsa feeding homeless people in a park with some other OWU students.  We actually got to witness to quite a few people that day.  At one point the two of us decided to take a walk, and we walked for more than an hour around Tulsa.  I have some fun videos of us sliding down some hand rails in a parking garage.  That day just takes on a whole new meaning now.  He was one of those guys that was by far the most fun when it was just the two of you.  You never really saw the real Benji 'til you got to spend some quality time with just him.  About a million memories are popping into my head, as I sit here crying my eyes out, of times that he and I sat in the van on our way to some camp or church somewhere out in the middle of nowhere (we traveled on a band together for our school) wondering what we were in for that week.  We usually spent most of the time playing rook in the back of the van (we took out the back two seats and called it the love nest), while Chris was in the front driving.  Another cool memory was a time that Benji and I did create-a-date together.  We took two of our friends horse-back riding, to chili's, to the fire department, and went scuba diving in the freezing cold OWU pond for buried treasure.  I just spent the past hour putting together a photo album of Benji and I can't believe what a fun guy he was.  He was also probably one of the most talented guys I have ever known.  This guy was good at everything, even skiing.  Oh my word, Benji is never going to play sax with me again.  I can�t even tell you the joy that it gave me to hear him playing sax.  He could take an ordinary worship song and turn into a beautiful song.  Wow, I would give anything to be able to play one more song with him.  I think there are some songs that I will just never play again, because I just can�t do them justice without have that sax in there. Did you see the way he built that loft in his dorm room?  That was awesome!  He and his roommate pretty much built a second level in their room to double it in size.  I wonder who is going to get to use that next semester.  He had so much potential.  I guess God just wanted to use that potential in heaven.  He must have needed a really good sax player for a band he is putting together up there.  Play away Benji.  Now you can really play to the Lord.  I bet worshiping him is much better in person.  We can do it together again someday.  I can't wait.  I can�t wait to sing with you again.  I love you man.  I can't type any more; I can't see the screen.  My eyes are too blurry from wiping them too much, lol.  I love you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-116590919229080553?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/116590919229080553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=116590919229080553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/116590919229080553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/116590919229080553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/12/benji-my-friend.html' title='Benji, My Friend'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-115985383705523627</id><published>2006-10-02T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:30:47.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Champs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/772/1600/SoftBallChamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6343/772/320/SoftBallChamps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Monsters Inc. (my intrumural softball team) are the official champs of the 2006 softball season.  This team was awesome.  We had so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-115985383705523627?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/115985383705523627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=115985383705523627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/115985383705523627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/115985383705523627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/10/softball-champs.html' title='Softball Champs'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-115299349263504746</id><published>2006-07-15T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T07:57:57.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelor Pad</title><content type='html'>Well, I am living in my brother's basement this summer with two incredibly wierd guys.  OK, they are awesome.  Aaron, Josh, and I are the bachelors of the Billy Wilson household this summer.  It is fun, but most night we can't get to sleep because we can't stop talking.  I wont say too much about what goes on down here because I think some children read this blog (jk), but I will say that it has been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/5-25-06%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/400/5-25-06%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-115299349263504746?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/115299349263504746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=115299349263504746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/115299349263504746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/115299349263504746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/07/bachelor-pad.html' title='The Bachelor Pad'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-114654196700128415</id><published>2006-05-01T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:53:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/4-24-06%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/400/4-24-06%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these guys.  Lately I've been getting very sentimental because I know I am going to be graduating soon, and I am really gonna miss these guys.  Aaron (the one being held by everyone) is going to be living with me this summer at my brother, Bill�s house.  We are going to have so much fun.  We�ll also be living with another guy, Josh Howard, all of us in the same room in my brother�s basement.  I�m really hoping to get a ton done this summer, and really think these guys are gonna help allot.  I�ll be looking for a job, and I really hope to find one that isn�t a dead end.  OK this has been the most random post ever, but I hadn�t posted in a while so I thought I would update everyone.  C YA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-114654196700128415?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/114654196700128415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=114654196700128415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/114654196700128415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/114654196700128415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-best-friends.html' title='My Best Friends'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-114438633598870722</id><published>2006-04-06T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:06:46.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how fast the years go by.  It is just setting in that I only have one more semester of college.  I am totally excited about being done, but I'm incredibly scared at the same time.  Although looking back I have accomplished and grown more than I ever thought I would going into college.  I have grown in faith, maturity, love, and much more, but the more I learn the more I realize I have so much more to learn.  Sojourn continues to show me that I definitely have a lot of learning and growing to do, but I am ready.  As many of you know I am a pretty emotional guy anyway, but the other day I just broke down balling, because I felt so overwhelmed, scared, and excited.  I can't wait to start my ministry, but at the same time I feel so inadequate.  If it were not for the fact that His strength is made perfect in my weakness, I would be in huge trouble, but I�m not because He is able, and I know I am in His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/11-23-06%20044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/400/11-23-06%20044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-114438633598870722?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/114438633598870722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=114438633598870722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/114438633598870722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/114438633598870722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113873883778237997</id><published>2006-01-31T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:06:49.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Makeover Home Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/emhelogo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 4px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/400/emhelogo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, OWU has been involved this past week with helping out Extreme Makeover Home Edition build a house for a local family here in Bartlesville. The family is a Christian family whose father passed away last year. He was a pastor for many years, and as you know there isn't much money in that occupation normally. As a result the family was left with very little. They lived on a farm with a very beaten up trail home, and they needed help. Extreme Home Makeover and OWU stepped in to provide that help. I?ll be honest, going out to that site and standing for hours was a little grueling, and filming the same scene over and over and over again was really start to annoy me, but the end result was awesome. I?ll be honest, the first day I went out there and got a little mad at all the Hollywood hype, because I wanted it to be more about helping the family and less about Extreme Home Makeover, but I soon realized that if it were not for all that hype, that family would not be sitting in an awesome new home today. If Hollywood is paying the bills, give Hollywood the hype they want while helping others. Thanks Extreme Home Makeover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113873883778237997?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113873883778237997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113873883778237997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113873883778237997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113873883778237997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/01/extreme-makeover-home-edition_31.html' title='Extreme Makeover Home Edition'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113748091683999875</id><published>2006-01-16T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T22:56:06.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age of Empires III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/age_of_empires_3_120705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/age_of_empires_3_120705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm not a gamer, and I ussually don't like wasting time. But this game is awesome! I have played it way too much lately. I'm taking 21 hours here, I'm and RA, I'm starting a church, I lead worship 3 times a week, and I'm wasting time playing computer games. Somebody smack me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113748091683999875?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113748091683999875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113748091683999875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113748091683999875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113748091683999875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/01/age-of-empires-iii.html' title='Age of Empires III'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113748000206621632</id><published>2006-01-16T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T20:51:35.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/narnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/narnia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narnia. If you haven't seen it yet, go. I've seen it twice now. It's awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113748000206621632?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113748000206621632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113748000206621632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113748000206621632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113748000206621632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/01/narnia.html' title='Narnia'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113719457671355940</id><published>2006-01-13T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T15:23:46.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>US vs THEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/us%20vs%20them%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/us%20vs%20them%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually use this blog to give updates about my life, but today I want to use it to preach a sermon. You see I have seen and heard some things lately that have made me a little mad. We call our faith one of love. We say the greatest commandment is to love one another, but it seems to me that we are not living up to this ideal. Instead I am seeing a church with an us vs. them mindset. Do we think we are going to change people by warring against them? Take this whole homosexual argument for example. As Christians we are supposed to hate the sin not the sinner, and just about every Christian would say they do that. But we don�t show it. Why has the sin of homosexuality become so much worse than all the other sins? Why is it so much worse to have sex with someone of the same sex than to get a divorce and remarry? Jesus never said, I hate homosexuality, but he did say, �I hate divorce!� Why would I be looked down upon so much if I were to have sex with another guy, but not if I were to have sex outside of married with another girl? OK I realize that statement was a little ridiculous, but it is valid. Sin is sin, but for some reason this sin has become unpardonable. I am not about to accept the idea that homosexuals deserve rights as homosexuals like they are a separate race or something. I am not minimizing the wickedness of this sin, but I love those who call themselves homosexuals just as much as I love someone addicted to pornography or as much as a good Christian friend. I wont lie; there is something about homosexuality that gives me the chills, but I so does the idea of someone killing someone or cheating on a test or even worse on their wife. The point is that I am ready to attempt to fulfill the great commission, and the only way to do this is to love people. There is a huge group of unreached people (the homosexual community) that I have determined to reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113719457671355940?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113719457671355940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113719457671355940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113719457671355940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113719457671355940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/01/us-vs-them.html' title='US vs THEM'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113719061751475004</id><published>2006-01-13T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T08:47:44.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And God said it was GOOD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/220px-DSCF3525_cheezit_macro_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/220px-DSCF3525_cheezit_macro_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEEZ-ITs the best snack ever. OK you may be wondering what kind of person blogs about their favorite snack. I'll I'll answer that by saying, "fat people."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113719061751475004?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113719061751475004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113719061751475004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113719061751475004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113719061751475004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-god-said-it-was-good.html' title='And God said it was GOOD.'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113719038986266669</id><published>2006-01-13T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T10:24:39.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW ROOMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/Scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/Scott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new roommate. His name is Scott Stevenson, and he rocks. So far we are having a blast together, and he doesn�t smell all that bad. OK maybe I am giving him a little too much credit. Anyway, his dad is actually Sojourn�s church planting coach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113719038986266669?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113719038986266669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113719038986266669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113719038986266669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113719038986266669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-roomy.html' title='A NEW ROOMY'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113554530878343499</id><published>2005-12-25T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T13:27:59.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sojournfellowship.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/Clear%20S%20Logo%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/Clear%20S%20Logo%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the website is up now. I have been working on it forever now, and it's not even that great. I wanted a website that wasn't really flashy, but had all the information it should have and stuff. Today is Christmas, and I am so incredibly happy to be on break. Last Semester was probably the hardest semester ever. I think I took on too much. I got very overwhelmed. Anyway, I have been very busy this break working on stuff for the church. Things are going great. We have more than fifty people meeting on Sundays now in my brother�s (the pastor) house. It is awesome! Keep prayin for it. Thanks. Have a great Christmas everyone. Check out the website! sojournfellowship.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113554530878343499?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113554530878343499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113554530878343499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113554530878343499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113554530878343499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/12/sojournfellowshipcom.html' title='sojournfellowship.com'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113209629371336098</id><published>2005-11-15T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:14:47.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okwustudents.edu Photo Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/11-9-05%20007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/11-9-05%20007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OWU is doing a photo contest, and the category is textures of autumn.  I thought this would work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113209629371336098?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113209629371336098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113209629371336098&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113209629371336098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113209629371336098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/11/okwustudentsedu-photo-contest.html' title='okwustudents.edu Photo Contest'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-113209623406626069</id><published>2005-11-15T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:15:50.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosy In the Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/640/11-14-05%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/103/2967/320/11-14-05%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This another one that I submitted. I haven't blogged in forever, because I have never been so overwhelmed in my life. I am too busy to eat, breathe, and sleep. I have six tests this week! I'm goin nuts though. Witness is done traveling. It was an awesome time, but I am glad it is over, because it was taking up a huge amount of time. I'm goin home every other weekend for Sojourn. We have been averaging about 40 people (about half of that is kids) at our core group meetings. It's awesome. I can't wait 'til we launch the first public service. Well, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-113209623406626069?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/113209623406626069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=113209623406626069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113209623406626069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/113209623406626069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/11/rosy-in-leaves.html' title='Rosy In the Leaves'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112784327454844288</id><published>2005-09-27T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T10:48:54.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Down Ten Million to Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/Brand%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/Brand%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sojourn Fellowship had its first meeting yesterday and it went pretty well. We had a baptism service in my brother Bill�s (he�s the pastor of the church) backyard (he has a pool.). We did some worship, Bill and some of those getting baptized gave a testimony, and we ate. There are some awesome people getting involved with helping us plant, and I am totally exited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112784327454844288?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112784327454844288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112784327454844288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112784327454844288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112784327454844288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-down-ten-million-to-go.html' title='One Down Ten Million to Go'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112719568282210359</id><published>2005-09-19T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T00:26:29.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Magnificent Work of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/Mikes%20pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/Mikes%20pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Benji Hawk drew this. It is supposed to be me playing in chapel here at OWU. I think I am crying in this picture. I don't have a band behind me either. That is one short guitar chord. Do you like my Brittney Spears mic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112719568282210359?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112719568282210359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112719568282210359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112719568282210359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112719568282210359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/09/magnificent-work-of-art_20.html' title='A Magnificent Work of Art'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112688880248248544</id><published>2005-09-16T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:33:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bosses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/IMG_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/IMG_3143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the student life directors here at OWU. Scary Huh? No I'm just kidding these guys are absolutely awesome. On the left is Andrew Deibert; he is quite possibly the coolest guy on earth. He is the men's RD (Resident Direct), and he is awesome at his job because he is one of those guys that can come up with awesome ideas and has the personality to attract people to those ideas. He is one of those guys who everyone wants to be friends with. He rocks. In the middle is Kelly Dongell. She is new to OWU this year as the women's RD, and boy does she have an magnetic personality. Who wouldn't want to be around her? She has an awesome way of making you feel good about yourself. Thanks Kelly. And last but now least is Eddy Shigley, the Dean of Students/Vice President of Student Life (pretty much that means he is really important). I can honestly say that watching this awesome man of Gods lifestyle has helped me to grow immensely. Not only does he take the time to listen and care for me and the rest of the students on campus, but he also has seven children. Wow, he blows my mind. Dr. Piper and the board definitely new what they were doing when they hired this group. OK I guess I can quit sucking up now. (These are my bosses.) No but seriously, they rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112688880248248544?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112688880248248544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112688880248248544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112688880248248544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112688880248248544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-bosses.html' title='My Bosses?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112604168884759173</id><published>2005-09-06T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:23:26.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I witnessed something that makes the above statement very true. I was at a concert in Souix Falls, South Dakota, and there was a crowd there of about 200,000 people. Luis Palau, an awesome speaker who many of you have probably heard of, got up on stage and began to deliver the salvation message. I stood there in utter amazement as he struggled to keep the attention of the massive crowd. His message was a very simple, Billy Graham style message, but the people just wouldn't listen to him. As he concluded he gave an altar call, and quite a few people gave their lives to Christ but not as many as you would expect considering the number in attendance. After the message Third Day began to play. The concert was amazing, one of those concerts which you leave wanting to go play the CD (message) to everyone in the world. At one point I was jumping up and down to the music, and at the peak of one of my jump I looked back and gasped at the sight of 200,000 people worshiping. It was unlike anything I had ever seen. I was almost in tears. God was definitely loving this. Then that song ended, and the next song began. This song began with a simple piano/vocal duet. The words to the song were basically the same words that the crowd was ignoring earlier during the Luis Palau message, but this time the crowd was silent and fixed on the words of the song. I was absolutely amazed. MUSIC SPEAKS. I thank God for giving me a passion for music, and I pray that He will use me to convey messages in the same way Third Day did that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112604168884759173?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112604168884759173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112604168884759173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112604168884759173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112604168884759173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/09/music-speaks.html' title='Music Speaks'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112502289001137188</id><published>2005-08-25T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T12:24:01.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upper Scott Unite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/8-19-05%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/8-19-05%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upper Scott is my dorm. I'm back at school now as the RA of thirty crazy guys, and I love it. (I'm the guy in the front.)  It has only been a week, but I have a feeling it is gonna be an awesome year. Half the guys lived on this floor last year, and the rest are freshmen. My goal this year is to get the two groups to mix, but I know they will; these guys rock. The guy in the red shirt is my twin brother. He came down this year, and is playing on the OWU basketball team. I'm totally pumped about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112502289001137188?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112502289001137188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112502289001137188&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112502289001137188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112502289001137188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/08/upper-scott-unite.html' title='Upper Scott Unite'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112325834904190841</id><published>2005-08-05T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T09:13:05.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/7-30-05%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/7-30-05%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my campers from South Dakota camp. Hey Guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112325834904190841?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112325834904190841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112325834904190841&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112325834904190841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112325834904190841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-guys.html' title='Hey Guys'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112302413405255445</id><published>2005-08-02T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:10:18.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Had to End Some Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/7-28-05%200411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/7-28-05%200411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're done with our last week of camp, and it was awesome. We had a total blast. It was in South Dakota, and there are some awesome people there. I think the band sounded pretty good. We had an electric guitarist (Dave) step in and play with us for the week. This picture is of tug-of-war in a mud pit. We also played volleyball in the mud. It was awesome. I Thessalonians 2:17-20 says, "17But, brothers, when we were torn away from you for a short time (in person, not in thought), out of our intense longing we made every effort to see you. 18For we wanted to come to you-certainly I, Paul, did, again and again-but Satan stopped us. 19For what is our hope, our joy, or the crown in which we will glory in the presence of our Lord Jesus when he comes? Is it not you? 20Indeed, you are our glory and joy." This is how I feel. I have pored out everything I have into these teens, and they have taught me even more than I taught them. I will remember some of these kids forever. These past two summers, I have grown more than any other time in my life. Thanks guys, I love ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112302413405255445?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112302413405255445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112302413405255445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112302413405255445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112302413405255445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-had-to-end-some-time.html' title='It Had to End Some Time'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112161995924744974</id><published>2005-07-17T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T10:08:51.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting it in perspective.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/7-16-05%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/7-16-05%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I'm small. He's Big. (I'm in the bottom left if you can't see me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112161995924744974?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112161995924744974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112161995924744974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112161995924744974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112161995924744974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/07/putting-it-in-perspective.html' title='Putting it in perspective.'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-112161624003835464</id><published>2005-07-17T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T09:04:49.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/DSCN3589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/DSCN3589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had one of those times when you are just overwhelmed by the goodness (scratch that) greatness of God, one of those indescribable times when your gratitude is so huge that you can't explain it in words. I guess that is the problem I am facing right now. I can�t begin to explain how I feel. Right now my band and I are in Flagstaff, Arizona. Last night we went to the Grand Canyon, and I had a worship experience to beat all worship experiences, and I didn�t even have my guitar. I climbed out to a rock that stuck out into the canyon and began to cry. I know I�m a baby, but if you have ever been to the Grand Canyon you understand the feeling. It reminded me just how huge God is. It reminded me just how small I am. It reminded me that God can do immeasurably more than I could ever dream or imagine. It reminded me just how incredibly absurd the evolution theory is. If God didn�t create that, then I am serving the wrong God, because there is no question in my mind that the designer of that piece of art is without a doubt all-powerful. I woke up this morning (in an awesome hotel), went downstairs, ate an awesome breakfast, read my Bible, checked my email, and prayed while sitting in the hot tub. This morning I feel like I want to go love on and witness to every person in the world. Don�t ever forget just how awesome God is. P.S. I think I am going to add the above picture to the list of possible first CD covers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-112161624003835464?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/112161624003835464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=112161624003835464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112161624003835464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/112161624003835464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhhh.html' title='Ahhhh'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-111967193105757069</id><published>2005-06-24T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T21:00:15.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Witness team leader?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/6-10-05%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/6-10-05%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, this is my team leader. Does this look like a leader to you? Duh. Of course he is. We�re a teen camp worship band. We've realized that in elementary school kids acts pretty ridiculous. Then they hit junior high and they try to become cool. Once they reach high-school no one will do anything that might put their popularity in jeopardy. Then we reach college and we act like we did in elementary school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-111967193105757069?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/111967193105757069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=111967193105757069&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111967193105757069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111967193105757069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/06/witness-team-leader.html' title='Witness team leader?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-111913830550680877</id><published>2005-06-18T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T16:46:43.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission 1 Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/6-17-05%200043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/6-17-05%200043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just returned from our first camp. It was awesome. We had a ton of fun and God really moved. This is a picture of all the guys in my cabin. They rocked!  We have 5 or 6 camps to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-111913830550680877?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/111913830550680877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=111913830550680877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111913830550680877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111913830550680877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/06/mission-1-complete.html' title='Mission 1 Complete'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-111913743066419062</id><published>2005-06-18T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T16:35:54.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sojourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now named our church, SOJOURN FELLOWSHIP. Our website is sojournfellowship.com. My brother and I are planting a church in Olathe, KS. The church will have its first "home church" meeting this August and the plan is to launch the first public service the next August.  "Sojourn" is "A temporary stay; a brief period of residence."  This alludes to the idea that our time here on Earth is only temporary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-111913743066419062?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/111913743066419062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=111913743066419062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111913743066419062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111913743066419062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/06/sojourn.html' title='Sojourn'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-111639255998281557</id><published>2005-05-17T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:03:09.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WITNESS '05</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/5-4-05%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/5-4-05%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witness '05 is here! We start traveling May 31. It is gonna be awesome. We are, from left to right, Bendy (Jenny, singer), me (guitar, singer), Josh (drummer), Benji (sax, sound), Julie (Keyboard), and Chris (bass). We actually spend most of our time being counselors at camps, but we are still known as a band. I LOVE THIS TEAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-111639255998281557?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/111639255998281557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=111639255998281557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111639255998281557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111639255998281557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/05/witness-05.html' title='WITNESS &apos;05'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-111639198989498788</id><published>2005-05-17T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:05:42.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naked Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/5-9-05%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/5-9-05%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Nelson-something museum with my brother and girl friend the other day. It's a pretty cool place, but WE COULDN'T GO IN. We drove forty minutes up there, and it was closed. He was supposed to write a paper over a piece of art at the museum so we ended up just writing a paper over the naked guy in front of the museum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-111639198989498788?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/111639198989498788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=111639198989498788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111639198989498788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111639198989498788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/05/naked-guy.html' title='The Naked Guy'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-111462380632018690</id><published>2005-04-27T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T16:55:03.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mexican</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jess (the frog). Jess and I have been friends for about, well, eternity now. She goes to Oklahoma Wesleyan with me, she is half Mexican, and she wakes up every morning and paints black lines on her face. OK the last one isn't true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-111462380632018690?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/111462380632018690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=111462380632018690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111462380632018690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/111462380632018690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/04/mexican.html' title='The Mexican'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110938200142422725</id><published>2005-02-25T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:06:22.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From '04 to '05</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/Witness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/Witness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Witness '04. Yea six of the coolest people on Earth. Last summer we lived together, traveling in a van across the US spreading the good news of Jesus Christ and Oklahoma Wesleyan University. It was awesome. Imagine getting payed to do what you love to do. Yea that is what I did. Not only did we get to play lots of music, we also got to be cabin counselors. I never realized how mych sharing your faith can impact you. These teens changed my life. They taught me that I want nothing more than to spread this good news (about Christ) to as many people as I possibly can. There is nothing more important. My passion is not music. My passion is using music to reach people. Oh yea, that is a cool realization. Well, last summer is over. I am doing it again this summer. I am traveling with a whole new group of people. The only people coming back for a second run at it are Bendy (She's the red head in the middle. Her real name is jenny.) and I. Witness '05 is going to be awesome. The new group is probably more musically gifted, and I pray that it is as passionate about the spiritual issues as Witness '04. Let's go Witness. We can make a huge difference!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110938200142422725?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110938200142422725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110938200142422725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110938200142422725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110938200142422725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-04-to-05.html' title='From &apos;04 to &apos;05'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110781809716842375</id><published>2005-02-07T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T15:16:46.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The COW and FROG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/cow%20and%20frog%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/cow%20and%20frog%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an asignment in Sociology to go to do something out of the ordinary and document people's reactions. What would you think if, while walking into Wal-Mart, you witnessed a cow and a frog sitting on a bench? Well, Jessica, the frog, and I decided to find out. Would you ignore the fact that anything is out of the ordinary? Would you stop and ask what is going on? Would you act annoyed; or just smile? I would like to place these possibilities into two categories: friendly and unfriendly responses. As a Christian whose main objective in life is to positively influence as many people as possible, it would be very beneficial to distinguish what it is that moves individuals into one categories or the other. If I can move more people into this friendly category, I can influence more people in a positive way, and that would be worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;As we were preparing for the experiment, my assumption was that most people would ignore us or act annoyed, but to my amazement, the majority of those who passed by were friendly. Most smiled or chuckled, said hello, or even stopped to ask us what we were doing. Because fashion is such an important issue in our world today it is nearly impossible to pass by a display like this without noticing an abnormality. With this realization at the beginning of the experiment I was very uncomfortable, but the longer I sat there and the more people began to warm up to us, the more I began to feel comfortable with the situation. The spotlight is a lot more kind when your audience is accepting.&lt;br /&gt;I concluded from our research that our breaking of this background assumption had a positive response because the unordinary aspect of our apparel was friendly and innocent. Being outside of the norm caused people to make an instant decision on whether they would have a positive or negative reaction and there internal reaction reflected on there external response. In conclusion I must ask myself, if being out of the ordinary in my apparel will allow me to more positively influence people then why am I not wearing a cow costume everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110781809716842375?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110781809716842375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110781809716842375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110781809716842375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110781809716842375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/02/cow-and-frog.html' title='The COW and FROG'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110643952469493456</id><published>2005-01-22T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T16:20:20.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa Excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/1%20John%203_18%20full[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/1%20John%203_18%20full%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I along with about thirty of my friends have taken three trips to Tulsa to hand out clothes and feed the homeless. We set donated food and clothing out in a park and the homeless flood in to consume everything we offer them. After all the supplies are gone and we have witnessed to as many people as will lend us an ear, we leave. As we drive home I am forced to contemplate why exactly I do these acts of service. Am I helping them by babying them so that they are not forced to go out and apply for a job? As I think about these people who live in a cardboard box or on a park bench, I cannot help but think that it must be at least mostly their fault. Is it seriously that impossible to get a job in this country? I do feel sorry for them, but lets just say sympathy is not on the top of my spiritual strengths list. I did feel horrible that I got to go home to my nice, warm dorm room and they were forced to remain on the freezing streets, but there must be a way out of it. I just applied to stuff envelopes for a little extra money. Could they not do that? Nevertheless, I will continue to visit them there on the street, because every trip I have had the opportunity to share my faith with at least one of them and that is enough to guarantee my presence at the next trip to downtown Tulsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110643952469493456?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110643952469493456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110643952469493456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110643952469493456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110643952469493456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/tulsa-excursion.html' title='Tulsa Excursion'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110594457303278400</id><published>2005-01-16T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:50:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Name It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/neoncross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/neoncross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me out. If you were going to name a church, what you call it? Her are some ideas: Trails Community Church (something like that), Coffee Creek Community Church (or something like that), or something completely different. I need some suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110594457303278400?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110594457303278400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110594457303278400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110594457303278400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110594457303278400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-name-it.html' title='Just Name It?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110594335300635131</id><published>2005-01-16T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:33:20.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus- the new pacman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/thepassionofchristcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/thepassionofchristcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this be real? I found some guy talking about the gameboy game the Passion of the Christ.  Go here: http://www.defunctgames.com/projects/fakegame031.htm. You wont believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110594335300635131?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110594335300635131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110594335300635131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110594335300635131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110594335300635131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/jesus-new-pacman.html' title='Jesus- the new pacman?'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110573895177367608</id><published>2005-01-14T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T20:39:22.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/DSC00256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/DSC00256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me and Rosy (my guitar). She is so pretty and sounds even better than she looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110573895177367608?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110573895177367608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110573895177367608&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110573895177367608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110573895177367608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/rosy.html' title='Rosy'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110573802569608065</id><published>2005-01-14T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T13:29:38.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/000_0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/000_0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me. I am the most unphotogenic person on Earth. Did you know that you only capitalize Earth only when it is not preceded by the word the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110573802569608065?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110573802569608065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110573802569608065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110573802569608065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110573802569608065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110573773659618191</id><published>2005-01-14T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T13:23:53.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/Globe%20Trotters%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/Globe%20Trotters%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of a Harlem Globe Trotters bus. Apparently some guy named Michael "Wild Thing" Wilson (my full name is Michael Wilson) holds some basketball record. I wish it was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110573773659618191?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110573773659618191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110573773659618191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110573773659618191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110573773659618191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/wild-thing.html' title='Wild Thing'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110572750823783910</id><published>2005-01-14T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T14:57:58.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/640/quad%20picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/103/2967/320/quad%20picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of me and my quad mates. This is Josh (top left white shirt), Amos (top right), Shawn(left), Aaron (middle, my roommate), Chris (bottom left), Casey (bottom right), and me (far right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110572750823783910?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110572750823783910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110572750823783910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110572750823783910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110572750823783910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-quad.html' title='My Quad'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10156613.post-110572612596532925</id><published>2005-01-14T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T10:08:45.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So I have this friend, whose name I will not mention, who has a Blog.  You see Eric, my friend whose name I will not mention, is the youth pastor of the youth group that I lead worship for.  When I saw how cool his Blog is I decided to make my own to be like him.  My name is Mike.  I am 20 (I’ll be 21 March 30th), and I attend college at Oklahoma Wesleyan University in Bartlesville, Oklahoma.  I am a worship leader who loves nothing more than glorifying God through everything I do.  If I actually get addicted to this Blog thing (like Eric is) you will realize that I have some really abstract thoughts, and I will try my best to confuse you with as many of them as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10156613-110572612596532925?l=mwluvsjc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/feeds/110572612596532925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10156613&amp;postID=110572612596532925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110572612596532925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10156613/posts/default/110572612596532925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwluvsjc.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-first-blog-entry.html' title='My First Blog Entry'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13496224261223020223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1LtbZPlcQM/SZRqbLoLbRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aZHFzpSCU/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
