<?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-15839763</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:56:01.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neil's Notes</title><subtitle type='html'>The ravings of a simple man on a journey where no man has ever gone before...and sometimes where no man really wants to go!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>413</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5646056178678118886</id><published>2011-07-23T10:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T11:06:38.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJtUYnymmvk/Tirjd46RJQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9s4rMzPEQ1A/s1600/176773_1899444167064_1270440589_2264183_8359731_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJtUYnymmvk/Tirjd46RJQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9s4rMzPEQ1A/s200/176773_1899444167064_1270440589_2264183_8359731_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632564386612716802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is a typical Saturday morning for me, wake up before the crack of dawn, play online, watch movies and my wife sleeping, and then around 8:30 get up to take meds, make coffee and have breakfast...I know...I need to get a real life:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I was checking my blog I noticed the number of blogs I have written over the past few years and realized how little I have written in the last 3 years and how much I have missed writing. For me writing is theraputic, it allows me to say what I'm thinking, erase it and start over, or leave it and live with it. It gives my permission to be creative and step outside of my own box...and I choose how safe I want to be or how fearless. In blogging one is able to find themselves, reveal themselves, and share themselves...you just need to determine what you want to be and how you want to be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the past few years that I haven't been blogging I feel like I've lost some of me, that the creative side of me has diminished. I'm determined to change that and to rediscover me...the inner me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently I wrote a book, as I've well advertised and anyone reading this should get a copy of:)  One of the things I mention is that many people have simply quit dreaming, our lives get so busy and we become so consumed in living them that we don't dream about the future, or even the present for that matter. Langston Hughes said, "A man without a dream is a like a bird with a broken wing, He cannot fly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dreams are what men are made of. You can't create the moment your life changes, but you can dream about it and move toward it. You can walk out the necessary steps to bring into that time when everything changes. So why not start dreaming again, see stuff on the inside and let it work its way outside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm dreaming of a new season...of new life and fresh creativity. I'm dreaming of better health and of a future filled with life and surprises...good stuff...even some not so good stuff...it comes with life you know. What I also know is that even with not so good stuff, God is always thinking of us, and His thoughts toward us are good and hopeful and of a great future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What are you dreaming about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5646056178678118886?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5646056178678118886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5646056178678118886&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5646056178678118886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5646056178678118886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-is-typical-saturday-morning-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJtUYnymmvk/Tirjd46RJQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9s4rMzPEQ1A/s72-c/176773_1899444167064_1270440589_2264183_8359731_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8889897308366386528</id><published>2011-05-10T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:20:08.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzF2ugvyTcg/TclXnrKFlJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jLJlTdvz0Dk/s1600/LL%2Bcover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzF2ugvyTcg/TclXnrKFlJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jLJlTdvz0Dk/s200/LL%2Bcover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605107550350840978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
During the Fall of 2010 I began to seek the Lord for direction for the upcoming New Year. This is something I do every year, nothing new, just a process I've come to appreciate. As I listened for the voice of the Lord I heard the Holy Spirit speak two words into my spirit: &lt;b&gt;"Live Largely!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sounded strange as I considered the position our world is now in, financial crisis, wars and catastrophic events taking place...how could I tell people who can't afford to fill their gas tanks to live largely? It wasn't so much that God was asking me to preach a message of financial prosperity, though I firmly believe that God will bless and prosper our giving...it was that God was asking me to tell people to stretch from the inside out! Beginning the first Sunday of January I began to teach through the 54th chapter of Isaiah, week after week, line after line, I challenged my congregation to get out of the box, and to live largely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It then became my turn, I was challenged to turn this series of messages into a book. So I sat down and began to write, it seemed that my laptop was attached to my lap, and my fingers were on fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fruit of this simple word from the Lord is a new book that will soon be released. I believe that you and I can live largely, that we can experience abundant life...today! It's not a life without struggle, nor does it ensure finances beyond your wildest dreams. What living largely does promise is the release of who and what God has always intended for you to be...it challenges you to dream big, to see God in a huge way and to see your life expanded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you'll check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8889897308366386528?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8889897308366386528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8889897308366386528&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8889897308366386528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8889897308366386528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2011/05/during-fall-of-2010-i-began-to-seek.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TzF2ugvyTcg/TclXnrKFlJI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jLJlTdvz0Dk/s72-c/LL%2Bcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6873769284916471752</id><published>2011-01-20T18:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:53:46.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/TTjKSbdqtYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/geqARwbP5Xo/s1600/5058_116353173242_602008242_2852222_7904416_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/TTjKSbdqtYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/geqARwbP5Xo/s200/5058_116353173242_602008242_2852222_7904416_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564419757574894978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;b&gt;             Moments, Memories, and Momentum &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The three M's that create both wonder and worry in my life. As the father of two absolutely fantastic daughters, one of which now lives 16 hours from me, I love the moments I have with my girls. Our oldest daughter was an only child until she was almost 8 years old, we've done a lot of things, been a lot of places, and seen a lot of things together. The arrival of a little sister changed everything, I also have to admit that during the early years of our second daughter I was so busy doing the work of the Lord...sitting at the office, or off preaching some where, that I missed some of the baby's early stuff and too many of the eldest important moments. Over the years I've not only regretted it, but apologized for it and determined not to do it again.&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our lives changed last year when we shipped our oldest daughter off to Florida to attend school. Not only was it the hardest thing we've ever done, it changed the dynamics of my relationship with my little one. I now take her to school, pick her up, and spend a few hours after school with her as we await her mothers arrival home from work. It's been an exciting journey, words can't explain the feeling I get when I see her coming around the corner, when she puts her hand in mine as we walk, and as she begins to tell me about her day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Spring I had the opportunity for the two of us to go to Williamsburg, VA to check out the historical sites and to visit Busch Gardens. It was absolutely amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is about special moments that create memories that become the momentum for progressing. These times in our lives, whether they be with a child, a spouse, a friend, or even in our spiritual walk, become catalyst, the propel us into new adventures and often, new seasons of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my older daughter Kaitlin, I check her Face Book daily, usually just to see her face, look forward to her calls or a text, love it when she calls me Daddy...it's Dad normally, and especially when she's aggravated at me. But I remember bringing her home, picking her up from her first day of kindergarten, her first flight, her high school graduation, and now am making new memories with her...we go to Starbucks, drink coffee together, laugh and realize how much alike we are, she doesn't hold my hand...but she does hold my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I had a reality check, I had a heart attack and almost died...life means quite a bit more to me today and I am determined to live largely, to not miss the moments, to make memories, and to ride the wave of momentum as we venture into new places in life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6873769284916471752?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6873769284916471752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6873769284916471752&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6873769284916471752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6873769284916471752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2011/01/moments-memories-and-momentum-three-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/TTjKSbdqtYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/geqARwbP5Xo/s72-c/5058_116353173242_602008242_2852222_7904416_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7751105505716855461</id><published>2010-05-12T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:21:10.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Older I Get...The More I Wonder???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently I was given the senior's discount at Bob Evan's. I have to admit that I found it rather offensive, after all, I'm only 47 and the discount is for those who are 55 and older. I am a middle aged man doing my best to remain young, to act my age, and to look relevant. I wear jeans and my shirts untucked, I wear Ed Hardy tennis shoes, I'm open to all sorts of music and events, I'm not old and I refuse to think that way!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I've noticed that the older I get the more I wonder about things. Each generation has it's own sounds and views, they create their own look and culture. I have no problem with that, in fact, I want to embrace it, realizing there will be places I won't fit, things I won't understand, and things I won't agree with...I have no issue with that either!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As a pastor I want to lead my people into new pastures, to feed them fresh food, to be cutting edge, walking and living in present truth, to be a part of what God is saying and doing right now. And this is where I wonder most, because as much as I love and embrace new music, new methods, new mannerisms, I also believe that the Gospel is simple, that Jesus is source of life, that the Word of God has the answers to all of life's questions, that the Holy Spirit able to direct and empower us, and that the church remains relevant in an ever changing society.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is it that makes life so complicated? Why is it that people no longer accept the simple truth that Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life? How do we reach this generation with the simple truth?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just thinking out loud!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7751105505716855461?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7751105505716855461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7751105505716855461&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7751105505716855461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7751105505716855461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2010/05/older-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-986216625435488586</id><published>2010-05-06T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:04:06.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Is It!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was reading II Chronicles 2 this week and got inspired, the first verse says that Solomon was determined to build a house for the Lord, he asked God to allow him to do what his father David desired to do but couldn't. When God released him to move forward Solomon became determined to proceed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It reminded me of those times in our lives when we have to make up our minds that this is it, I've moving forward regardless of what anyone else says or thinks. There has to be an inner tenacity that says, this is it, I've heard from God, I know what is in my spirit, and nothing is going to stop me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you had a this is it moment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-986216625435488586?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/986216625435488586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=986216625435488586&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/986216625435488586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/986216625435488586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-it-i-was-reading-ii-chronicles.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-373078443494627416</id><published>2010-04-10T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:51:49.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gyopowife.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/cimg0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://gyopowife.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/cimg0152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Time To Turn Around

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2010 has been an interesting year in my life to say the least. I started the year off by having a heart attack while preaching New Years day, was rushed to the hospital and had a stent put in only to find out that I would also need open heart surgery. To make matters worse we had no medical insurance so the hospital I was at would not allow me to come back for the surgery, instead they sent me home to rest and build up my heart and find someone to do my surgery. The Lord provided and on February 9th I had triple bypass at Mercy Hospital in Fairfield, OH.

During this time I have found myself hiding, not depressed or feeling sorry for myself, just hiding, not allowing creativity to flow through me, I've quit writing, and simply hidden myself from things I have always valued.

For me it's time to turn around, to get back on track and to follow the flow of direction that is in my heart. It's amazing how easily we get distracted, kind of like looking off to the side while driving, one minute the car is going straight down the road and the next your in the middle of the road with cars honking at you...you're still on the road, just not where you're supposed to be. Sometimes you have to turn around and get back on track...that's what I'm trying to do today, get back on track!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-373078443494627416?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/373078443494627416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=373078443494627416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/373078443494627416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/373078443494627416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-time-to-turn-around-2010-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2180681744550943603</id><published>2009-09-22T17:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:47:47.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://richardwintersmd.blogs.com/photos/blog/crayfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 247px;" src="http://richardwintersmd.blogs.com/photos/blog/crayfish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crawdad Christianity

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was a little boy my parents moved us from a suburb of Chicago to Golconda, IL, we lived outside of the small town in the middle of a several hundred acre farm. We only lived there a couple years and returned back to the Chicago area, but one of my memories is a trip to the Dixon Springs State Park, where we ran through the woods, waded in the creek and looked for crawdads. One of the interesting things about crawdads is that they back into their future, going backwards as they attempt to go forward, a strange concept if you ask me.

It seems to me that this is what many Christians do as well. As progressive as we want to be, as aggressive as we attempt to become, there is something it seems within us that wants to go forward while holding on to where we've been. It reminds me of the story of the Transfiguration, Jesus meets the past in preparation for the future, His meeting with Elijah and Moses spur the sleepy disciples to build churches and to memorialize the setting rather than learning from the opportunity and stepping into the future. Yesterday was a great day, it provided a foundation and some incredible opportunities, today is a great day, we live in the present, serving a right now God and living a now faith is life. Tomorrow will become today, if we are willing to step into it!

Stepping into the future means that we take what yesterday provided, learning from it and building on it, and then we press into the future, enjoying the journey, appreciating what today holds...refusing to back into tomorrow without seeing where we're going. The life of faith is not blindness, it's seeing into the invisible and believing for the impossible!

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2180681744550943603?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2180681744550943603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2180681744550943603&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2180681744550943603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2180681744550943603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/09/crawdad-christianity-when-i-was-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7528760054579646438</id><published>2009-05-21T19:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:53:18.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://setsnservice.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 638px; height: 425px;" src="http://setsnservice.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Need To Push When The Urge Is Missing

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's been awhile since I've blogged, for sometime now I haven't felt creative so I just stopped. Funny how the things we love to do fall by the wayside during times of transition, how we retreat and hide during times of struggle even though we know we need to push forward, we skip church during trials when we know that's the time we need to be there the most. I've often said that if I could do anything that I wanted I would preach and write, yet I find myself withdrawing, hiding, desiring to sleep rather than walk...tired!

The incredible truth rising in my spirit as I write this simple thought is that there must be those who push until they give birth...even when the urge to push is missing, we must push when we don't feeling like pushing because nothing takes place unless we make the effort.

This week I was reminded of a prophetic word spoken over my life several years ago, a minister from Rhode Island say that it was time for me to quit walking like a son and to begin walking like a father. I understood that word, within me I desire more than anything to impact this generation, to impart life and spiritual truth into others, to establish the Kingdom of God in this earth. It is my heart to build a church upon the foundation of the apostles and the prophets, to see a prophetic church arise that will speak life into dead places, yet in the midst of my desire I have also found myself frustrated, fearful...hiding...but it's time to push, the Kingdom of God is at hand!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7528760054579646438?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7528760054579646438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7528760054579646438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7528760054579646438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7528760054579646438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/05/need-to-push-when-urge-is-missing-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3671657536390014221</id><published>2009-03-25T10:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:32:53.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More Than A Feeling

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Following Christ is more than feeling, more than an exciting time at church, more than feeling better when you say amen, more than having chills, thrills, and spiritual spills. Following Christ is more than having our names on a roll and even knowing that we're going to heaven, following Christ is more than doing spiritual things, it is more than what we say, it is more than what we do. Following Christ is not just an event, it is a journey, a relationship, it is a process, it is purposeful, productive, provocative, it is a life filled with problems, promises, people, and potential..but it's definitely more than a feeling!

In the past few weeks I have been processing some things, walking in new places, developing new relationships and learning to leave where I've been so I can get where I'm going, I must admit it hasn't been the easiest process I've been through. This isn't the first time I've done this, but it has been the most difficult and I've learned some things about God and myself. There are gray days, mornings when the sun doesn't shine, the phone doesn't ring, and God is silent, moments when I am complacent without meaning to be, days when my feeler doesn't feel anything, but my knower knows that I am exactly where I'm supposed to be, and that I will do exactly what God intends, it just takes time for me to get there.

Perhaps it's an age thing with me, I consider myself a passionate, progressive, aggressive person, rock solid on my convictions, my dreams, only I will choose the hill I die on, and I will fight to the death or at least the disablement for those things I know are right...but as I age I'm not so interested in the 100 yard dash, I'm looking toward the 5K, hoping to create and develop things that last, something that will leave a legacy...so I'm learning to push past the pain, the lack of feeling at times, and move in faith toward the things and places I know we're supposed to go.

Just thinking out loud!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3671657536390014221?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3671657536390014221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3671657536390014221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3671657536390014221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3671657536390014221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-than-feeling-following-christ-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2305214741014469666</id><published>2009-02-11T17:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:46:15.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peek In...Push Out...Press Forward&lt;/span&gt;
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Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyday and everything worked out just as you planned? Think about it, if every morning the sun was shining, the temperature was just right with a light breeze coming from the right direction. You made exactly the amount of money that you needed and had enough left over to do what you wanted, your kids never needed new shoes and your extended family never bothered you! And what if in your spiritual life you always understood the scripture, God always answered your prayers exactly like you thought He should, your body was always healed and no one ever got on your nerves? Wouldn't it be nice? But it usually isn't that way is it?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;But what if you could do something about where you are? What if there were simple steps that would enable you to reach beyond where you are to where God wants you to be? Would you be willing to take those steps? After all, we can't expect God to do everything...can we?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our walk with God is a journey and a covenant, there is nothing God cannot do, He is willing to do anything for His children, but there are somethings we have to do with Him to arrive at our destination:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Peek In-Perhaps our greatest need is to see what God is seeing, to have spiritual vision that enables us to see beyond the outward appearance and to see what is actually taking place around us. The amazing thing to me is that too often we believe that God doesn't really know what is actually taking place in our lives, we think He's surprised at the events of our lives and world, that unless we tell Him, He really doesn't have a clue...but He does. Just as Elisha had to remind his servant, God has to remind us, open your eyes and look, there are more for you than against you, surrounding you is an angelic host that is prepared to defend you and to deliver everything you have need of...just peek into the realm of heaven!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Push Out-Sometimes we have to push some stuff out of the way, to get rid of the things that prohibit and hinder our progression. The Apostle Paul said that we have to lay aside every weight and the sin that so easily besets us in order that we may run and obtain the prize. But not do we push out the stuff, we push ourselves out of the box, out of our comfort zones, out of the nest so that we may fly! I have to admit, sometimes it's easier to stay in the nest than it is to fly, to do something we've never done before, to go where we've never been...you have to push yourself knowing that in every step you take God is with you!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Press Forward-The Apostle Paul we haven't arrived or received everything Christ died for us to receive, so we press forward. Pressing is more than getting up in the morning and saying, "Well, I think I'll be victorious today!" In fact, we are victorious because we are in Christ and He is in us. Pressing forward is the determined walk that says regardless of what takes place in my life I will keep moving, I will go forward until I have crossed the finish line!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, take a moment to peek into what God is saying, push out the junk and push out from the safety zone and press forward into all that God has for you...It's going to be worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2305214741014469666?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2305214741014469666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2305214741014469666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2305214741014469666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2305214741014469666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/02/peek-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3336948936415039045</id><published>2009-02-03T21:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:45:30.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always A Son...End of Story&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got inspired this week, a spiritual television program spoke a deep truth into my spirit and I just cannot get away from it. While watching a rerun of Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, the story of a poor kid from the slums of Philly who goes to live with his rich Aunt and Uncle in Bel-Air, I heard a word from the Lord...The family is all moving, going to new locations, college and no longer living under the same roof, Will, the nephew is concerned that because he is not a child of that house that he will be forgotten, reduced to a memory, yet he desires to remain a family member, to receive the weekly phone call from his uncle...and this is where it all gets spiritual...Uncle Phil looks him in the eye and says, "You are my son! You will always be my son...end of story!"

Something inside of me stood up, there was a stirring within me that reminded me that this is exactly how God feels about us. Because we have entered a covenant with Him, He calls us His sons, His children, as sons and daughters we are give the keys to the Kingdom, an entrance into a covenant with Him. We are given responsibility, revelation, and relationship, our hearts are knit together with God...and that is the end of the story!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3336948936415039045?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3336948936415039045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3336948936415039045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3336948936415039045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3336948936415039045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/02/always-son.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7927453957192556928</id><published>2009-01-31T15:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:40:55.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/sports/photos/2009/01/28/foote-james-get-070930-584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 584px; height: 329px;" src="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/sports/photos/2009/01/28/foote-james-get-070930-584.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's The Deal?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Commercials for the Super Bowl are 100,000 per second, 3 million dollars for a 30-second commercial, yet this week a bill was introduced in the Senate to cap Wall Street salaries to the 400,000 the United States President makes. Former New York mayor Rudy Gulliani says that it's perfectly in order for CEO's to use bailout money for bonuses, while the Senate screamed bloody murder when the Automakers coming from the same city arrived in private planes.

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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7927453957192556928?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7927453957192556928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7927453957192556928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7927453957192556928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7927453957192556928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-deal-commercials-for-super-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5473176352430708712</id><published>2009-01-18T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:22:46.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Blog Direction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's Sunday morning and I'm sitting in my office getting ready for our morning service, classes are taking place, ministry is being done, and I am believing God for new things in our lives. I've also decided that I want to take my blog in a new direction, rather than just posting randomly, or just sharing some useless tidbit of stupid information, I want to discuss thoughts, leadership principles and spiritual concepts...ok, I'll still throw in a couple studpid thoughts here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps it's the new journey I'm on and the new place I'm living, but I am convinced that if we will create the proper structure and environment that awesome things can take place in the Body of Christ. This is a different time in our world, people are struggling, unsure of their financial future, but we are a part of the Kingdom of God, a government whose increase will not fail, whose leader knows exactly where we're going and we will overcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God make us bold as lions, willing to roar in faith, make us compassionate, listening with our hearts and not our ears, harmless as doves, wise as serpents, and help us to lead others into the victorious Kingdom life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5473176352430708712?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5473176352430708712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5473176352430708712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5473176352430708712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5473176352430708712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-direction-its-sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3058162538768177306</id><published>2009-01-09T12:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:57:54.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In A Perfect World&lt;/span&gt;
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In a perfect world the weather would always be 78 degrees with a slight breeze that never messes up your hair. In a perfect world you would always get a strike when bowling, especially when playing Wii. In a perfect world our children would never get sick, our families would never split, our finances would always be sufficient, and our prayers would always be answered exactly the way we prayed them...in a perfect world. In a perfect world political decisions would make everyone happy, the president would be everyone's choice, and Washington would be the answer to the world's issues...in a perfect world. In a perfect world churches would be full every time the doors are opened, the music would be just right, and every service all the sinners would be saved, every body would be healed, every need would be met, and things would be just right...in a perfect world!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;But our world isn't perfect...is it? Our flesh fails, finances fall, bodies hurt, marriages struggle, our children get sick, and life is often difficult and unkind. There are moments when we struggle and wonder if God even knows where we live and if He listens and why He doesn't seem to be answering and beyond that, why does He answer the way that He does and why doesn't He answer sooner. In the Book of John there's a story of Lazarus who was sick, his sisters sent for Jesus, but Jesus delayed His arrival saying that this sickness was not unto death but for the glory of God. When He arrived Lazarus had died, his sisters were distrought, and their response was that if Jesus had been there earlier their brother would not have died...sound familiar?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The response of Jesus amazes me, He didn't argue with them, didn't go into some deep theological discourse with them, He simply walked to the front of the grave and called for Lazarus to come forth from the grave.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;That's the power of the imperfect world with a perfect Christ, He doesn't get worked up, doesn't allow our failures or frailties to upset Him, He simply steps into the center of the situation and speaks what needs to be heard. He speaks to the situation, never allowing the situation to overwhelm Him, nor does He allow Satan to sidestep Him...he knows what is in the heart of men, is aware of the schemes of the evil one, and is able to discern what needs to be done and He does it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So while our world isn't perfect, our Savior is and He is working on our behalf, perfecting us and our lives, bringing us into His perfect plan...pretty cool isn't it?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just Thinking Out Loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3058162538768177306?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3058162538768177306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3058162538768177306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3058162538768177306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3058162538768177306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-perfect-world-in-perfect-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2848487522594898323</id><published>2009-01-06T09:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:56:28.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transitions

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I was reading CNN.COM and took special notice of some pictures of President-Elect Obama's children preparing for their first day of school. In the first few pictures they appear to be an average, everyday family, backpacks and smiles, last minutes words of advice and hugs...then it all changes, you see the little one peering out the window of a limo as a motorcade takes her to school, her mother, the school principal, and the secret service detail surrounding her as they enter the building, and you think, life has certainly changed for this family.

In our home we have been transitioning for several weeks, in the past week we have finally moved my wife and daughters from Florida to West Virginia, and now my children are awaiting their first day of school...transition is tough!

I think that transition is useful and necessary, that it is the vehicle that moves us from what is and was into what can and will be, from the past into the present and into the future. Transition is hard, in a pregnancy it's the moment that decides if life will begin or end, will you deliver or will you die, there is pain in the choice to deliver and live, it's painful, but rewarding if you can endure the process!

This week we begin a journey for the next 21 days into seeking the Lord for the new year, each day for 21 days we will read one chapter in the Gospel of John, I look forward to John 1:12 which says, "As many that received Him, to them He gave power to become the sons of God!" It's that process thing, transition, movement, and productivity. It's understanding that if we're going to go somewhere we've got to go somewhere!

In His time...we'll get there!
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I went to the post office today to pick up a package, an order I had place for our youngest daughter arrived while I was in Florida and there was some postage due so I had to go pick it up. This is my first trip to this Post Office so I arrive only to find a long line and what appears to be one window open...so far I'm not impressed. The line progresses on and I realize there are three windows open, it just seems like one it's moving so slow, one lady leaves and one seems unfriendly...guess who I get?

Now, I only owe 2.58 and have the money in my hand, I sign the paper, she goes to get my stuff, hands me the package and says, "I'm not worried about that, don't worry about it!"

I left saying to the Lord and myself, a small blessing and a huge lesson, sometimes in our patience and our ability to look beyond the exterior there are great blessings to be found!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Next Step

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're moving, I've been gone three weeks and my family is now preparing to join me at our new assignment. I've come back to Florida for Christmas, but today we've gotten our second truck and been loading it, cleaning our house, sitting on the floor, planning on sleeping on the floor and looking forward to the next step. The adventure is not in the going it's in the arriving, what happens next?

I am also anticipating our new ministry assignment, what will we do once we're all there? Will the people like us, will they accept us, will they leave, and will the Lord be with us? I'm sure of one thing, the Lord will be with us, His covenant promise is He will never leave or fail or forsake us. My mind recalls the words of the Apostle Paul to Timothy in  II Timothy 4: He begins challenging Timothy to preach the Word, that there will come a time when sound doctrine will not be popular or endured, he tells him to fight with faith and finish the course and then he slam dunks the point: There were those who left me, people who at one time were faithful to the ministry who are no longer with me...Nevertheless and notwithstanding, the Lord stood with me and through me made the preaching of the Gospel known.

The next step is ok because the Lord will not fail, the next step is a good step because it is ordered by the Lord, the next step will work because He knows the way we take...we just have to be willing to take the next step!
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Three weeks ago our family took a gigantic step of faith, we accepted a new ministry assignment in West Virginia, leaving sunny Florida, familiar places and people, and are now living in a beautiful home located in Martinsburg, WV. This morning it's 13 degrees, the wind is over 20 mph, and I saw two deer in my backyard...pretty cool, huh!

Our church is a wonderful mixture of ages and personalities, kind people, people that have been through some stuff and won, they stayed intact, are healing and progressing forward...that's kewl!

As I'm learning my way around the city, finding all the places that I need to go I'm also learning a spiritual truth: each day takes me to a new place, each new place introduces me to new stuff, stuff that has the potential of changing my life as well as theirs.

It's a new season, it's a new day, fresh anointing is coming my way, it's a season of power and prosperity, it's a new season and it's coming to me!
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These were the words of a song when I was a teenager, probably wasn't all that spiritual and I don't remember much more about the song than these words...but I think there's a truth involved here. Time waits on no one, tomorrow becomes today, yesterday was today, and life as we know is moving at a rapid pace...so the question is what will we do with the time we have?

The concept of process continues to haunt me, the reality that we have been set on a course, given the same exact amount of time each day, week, month, and year to accomplish our assignment, and entrusted by God to do our best...amazing when you think about it...that God would trust us with His time! Recently I was reminded that as I pursue the purpose of my life that I need not rush things, but be faithful and consistent...after all, I have years to fulfill the assignment. In my past I have often tried to rush things, thinking it was better start off running, hit the floor with both feet flying, often wearing out early in the race and losing my way. Not any more...I'm on a journey and inviting others to go with me!

Remember the movie Forest Gump? One day he decided to go for a walk, that walk lasted several years and by the time it was all over there were dozens of people following him. I think that's the pursuit of God, that we are following Christ, inviting others to join the journey with us, and along the way we develop relationships and discover God in the process!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Some Stuff

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got a lot of stuff going on right now, our lives are taking some new turns, we have stepped into a sudden season and things are moving quickly. I continue to be amazed at the goodness and the faithfulness of the Lord and am so thankful that I belong to Him!

My sleep is all messed up, for some reason I find myself waking up in the middle of the night, unable to get back to sleep. Think we need a new mattress, or at least a egg shell or mattress pad, it's killing me.

We cleaned out the garage this week, I know the trash guys hated us this morning.

I am blessed with a gorgeous wife and two beautiful daughters. This week I went with our oldest to get a new cell phone...she just had to have a Voyager from Verizon...I like my Env2! We upgraded to unlimited text on all three lines...Julie is funny, texting is completely foreign to her...should receive some interesting stuff!

Survived shopping yesterday...though I started to wonder for a minute while Old Navy! Thank goodness for Starbucks!

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2258906991878076755?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2258906991878076755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2258906991878076755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2258906991878076755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2258906991878076755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-some-stuff-ive-got-lot-of-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/STE7s_4tWjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1CMEyJ9QbBo/s72-c/l_733d9ebb9fe222d7cf44eeedcdd849e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6384178794490889053</id><published>2008-11-26T17:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:52:01.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SS3R1YOC1FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lpuOsunLBXM/s1600-h/kaitlins+pics+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SS3R1YOC1FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lpuOsunLBXM/s320/kaitlins+pics+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273101453685347410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
 It doesn't get any better than this! I got up this morning because of these two, I will walk through hell itself for these two, and my life, my future will continue because of these two. Julie and I are the most blessed people in the world. Kaitlin, our 16 year old is carrying a 4.1 weighted and 4.0 unweighted gpa, while also working and taking college courses, plus church and social activites. Madison, our 9 year old is an A and B, mostly A, student, a cheerleader, a praise team member in children's church...both are social butterflies.

Everyday when I look at them I visualize the many nights when they were babies, I would enter their rooms and pray over them, thank God for them, and ask Him to protect them, provide for them, and help them to love Him with their whole hearts...He has answered our prayers...I am thankful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6384178794490889053?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6384178794490889053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6384178794490889053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6384178794490889053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6384178794490889053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-doesnt-get-any-better-than-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SS3R1YOC1FI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lpuOsunLBXM/s72-c/kaitlins+pics+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-4643105881175128538</id><published>2008-11-25T18:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:45:09.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vanelsas.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/turkey-dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 355px;" src="http://vanelsas.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/turkey-dinner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Turkey &amp;amp; Fries

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's what we're having for Thanksgiving, turkey and french fries! I know it's quite different from the traditional Thanksgiving meal, most have mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce, cornbread dressing...but our little one decided mashed potatoes are yucky and requested french fries instead...they can be the frozen kind, just as long as they're fries and on the table at 2:00!

Amazing how we create our own traditions, how we view things and do things differently, and that in our own uniqness  we become who we are. I'm kind of looking forward to it...after all, I get to eat turkey and hang out with my girls, you can't ask for more than that can you!

Happy Thanksgiving!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-4643105881175128538?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4643105881175128538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=4643105881175128538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4643105881175128538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4643105881175128538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/11/turkey-fries-thats-what-were-having-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2416074386370578852</id><published>2008-11-18T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:35:43.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If Others See Jesus Through Our Eyes...What Do They See?

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've been reading some comments from people who have recently read the number one best seller "The Shack". It's a fictional story of a man whose daughter was abducted and killed, who would later be drawn to the cabin where her attacker had killed her, while there he encounters God in three dimensions, Father, Son and Holy Spirit. It is a unique book, one that I would certainly recommend, but also remind the reader that it is fiction.

Many of the comments I've read are negative or insinuate that this book has a subtle message, I'm Ok with people not liking the book, I've read things that I don't like that others rave over...but here's the thought that floods my mind.

Where many people struggle is the image of God that is depicted in the book, that God may not look like we think He looks, that His persona is not what we imagine Him to be, the truth be told, we all have a perception of God that creates the way that we view Him.

I wonder if how we depict God is how we respond to Him, then is it also true that as ambassadors and representatives of Jesus Christ we are to reflect His image so others can see Him through us. And if others are seeing Jesus through us, then what are they seeing when they look through our eyes? The Bible says we are His epistles known and read of all men, so if we are the only Bible some people ever read, what do they read when they read our lives?

Do others see Jesus as a loving, forgiving, and accepting Savior, do they see Him as a healer and the Holy Spirit as the comforter? Do they see grace and mercy, do they hear the voice of a tender shepherd? Or do they see One who will kick them out the door and roll them under the bus if they displease Him? Does my life reflect who and what Jesus really is enough that others will want to follow Him? Will I be like those in the Book of John who came saying, "Sirs, we would see Jesus?"

If others see Jesus through me...what will they see?
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Pursuit of Pizza

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is no spiritual side to my thought today, I am in a state of confusion! Julie and I have been out of town this weekend, came home last night and our girls were craving pizza...me too! Kaitlin takes a college class on Monday evening so she leaves with the promise that there will be pizza when she gets back...Julie, Madison and I pack into the car and head for Capri's...absolutely one of the best pizza places in town, actually, anywhere for that matter...pull up in front of the plaza and it's closed. So we head for Sergio's, fantastic pizza, my favorite in town...it's closed...what's up with that? Julie thinks Monday must be an Italian holiday or something...so after being sorely disappointed, we ended up ordering Dominoes...pizza, not the game...Sunday is the day of rest, Monday is the day feasting...we're in hot pursuit of pizza...open up the pizza place!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-264716542452816913?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/264716542452816913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=264716542452816913&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/264716542452816913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/264716542452816913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-pursuit-of-pizza-there-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7270677558541319878</id><published>2008-11-13T11:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:42:12.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Squash the Dream...Squash the Dreamer

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If I could do what I wanted and make a living I would be a writer and preach somewhere every weekend. I'm not saying I'm a good writer or that anyone would buy my books, I'm just saying that's what I would love to do. Perhaps when I'm old and retired that's how Julie and I will live:)

This week our nine year informed us that she wants to be a writer, she's preparing to write a book, I was elated...her Mother, while supportive, is afraid that she'll starve to death, writer's she says don't make much money...I quickly related the names of some quite popular and wealthy writers and she relented...but there was a spiritual side to this for me...are you surprised?

We have told our children that they can do and become anything they desire, that within them is potential, promise, and destiny. They are children of God, they have a destination inside of them, they simply have to dream, prepare themselves for the dream, and walk out what is in their hearts.

The prophet Jeremiah said that the prophet who has a dream should tell it, He said to be boldly proclaim what is inside of their spirits...that's what I say about our children, let them dream, let them speak boldly what is in their hearts, and walk toward that thing that lies so deeply within them. Chances are our little may desire to become several things in her future before it really hits, but what if this is it? What if God has called her for this purpose?

If you squash the dream you will also squash the dreamer! To tell them they can do and be anything and to not allow them to go for it will cause them to stop dreaming...Julie and I both want our girls to dream and to dream big, to go for it, to never fear failure...they are and they will be something...and it will be great!

Keep dreaming...don't let anyone squash your dream!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7270677558541319878?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7270677558541319878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7270677558541319878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7270677558541319878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7270677558541319878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/11/squash-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5376129495986554000</id><published>2008-11-10T09:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:19:53.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soles for Souls&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
"Hey everyone!

Today launched the 50k in 50 days campaign. A great charity in Nashville is trying to get money to buy 50,000 pairs of shoes raised in 50 days...

The cool thing is only $5 buys 2 pairs of shoes!!

It takes under 2 minutes to donate and only three clicks – super easy! 

So if you think this is something you can do...five bucks, three clicks, two minutes = two pairs of shoes to someone in need, just visit &lt;a href="http://www.50000shoes.com/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.50000shoes.com&lt;/a&gt;. 

More importantly, this can only happen if we spread the word...so please forward this on to anyone you know...the people you work with, your mom, whoever!!

Oh, and one person who donated will win a trip to Mexico to hand deliver the shoes they bought to someone who has never owned shoes before. Could you imagine giving someone their very first pair of shoes?

All donations are tax deductible of course.

Thanks for your support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5376129495986554000?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5376129495986554000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5376129495986554000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5376129495986554000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5376129495986554000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/11/soles-for-souls-hey-everyone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-4127740500382866374</id><published>2008-11-06T16:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:58:20.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mentors and Mentoring&lt;/span&gt;

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Recently I was honored to be asked to serve on the Personal Board of Directors of a pastor and friend, a young minister that I have known for several years who felt the need to involve other ministers in a mentoring process in his life. Throughout the years I have been blessed to have the advice, the input, and the mentoring of several awesome men and women in my life, some of them continue until this day to speak into my life, while others are not as dominate in my life as they once were.

As I age I have come to realize two simple truths: 1) I will always need mentors, people who speak into my life, give advise and direction, that listen to me, and who regardless of the circumstances love me enough to tell me what I need to hear...even if it hurts! 2) I need to always be mentoring someone, the things God has deposited into my life, the things we have experienced and gone through are not just for me, they are to equip, instruct, provide, and protect a future generation.

Years ago I heard the story of a man who was crossing through a grave yard late at night, in the midst of the darkness he heard a twig crack, slowly he turned only to see his young son following after him...The little boy looked and said, "Daddy, I'm following right in your twacks!"

I think the truth is there is someone following us, the question is what are we giving them to follow?
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking  A Happy Day Off!

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've got a lot on my mind today, trying to figure somethings out, so I've decided not to be happy today. Nothing is wrong, I'm not really depressed, just contemplating and deep in thought...I'll be happy again tomorrow!
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read the blogs, web sites, and writings of a wonderful friend named Bill Isaacs, he is the Administrative Bishop for the Church of God in Northern Ohio, an author, and has a phenomenal web site called Forward Leadership, (&lt;a href="http://www.forwardleadership.org"&gt;www.forwardleadership.org&lt;/a&gt;). Today I received a note from him that both spoke and challenged my spirit, he talked about being willing to dream bigger, and that doing so requires surrounding yourself with people who dream big, and allowing yourself to dream larger than you presently live...sometimes that's hard to do.

Recently I was with a minister friend who appears to be intimidated by ministers or pastors of larger ministries, while I was speaking in a large conference last year, a conference that had the resources to stretch him, he chose to go minister to a small congregation and meet our team later. I'm not being critical, he had the opportunity to bless or be blessed, but I also think he missed a great moment to receive some powerful instruction and impartation, partly because he may have been intimidated!

Great men and women dream, they see into the darkness and find light, they stare at the impossible and see the possible, they believe they can when everyone and everything around them says they can't...they run when all around them are walking, and they live when they should have died. Dreaming is the inner sanctim of the soul, that place that creates a reachable reality, the place where miracles and ministries are born...some dreams happen and some don't, but we must never stop dreaming and most assuredly can never stop telling our dream to others!

The words of Martin Luther King Jr's "I Have A Dream" speech continue to shape American and World history, the words of prophets like Jeremiah who said, "Let the prophet that has a dream...tell it!", or Habakkuk, who wrote, "Write the vision and make it plain, that they who read it may run..."

Our dream is that thing that happens when you close your natural eyes and allow your spiritual, inner eyes to glimpse beyond where you are presently. You see into the future, beyond the lines of humanity, of financial bondage, of traditions, and you see through God's eyes, hear His thoughts, and allow Him to transform your thinking...when you open your eyes you may be in the same place, facing the same things, but you see them differently because you yourself can no longer be the same...I have a dream...how about you?
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramblings

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today has been one of those busy doing nothing days. This morning was cold, and I had to get my wife's vehicle tagged, her sticker expired in August, we don't drive the van much, ride together most of the time...and I had misplaced the registration letter, it had fallen behind the drawer in my desk and was on the flood under the desk...55.00 later she's legal again! Then it was off to the airport to drop off our evangelist, which meant a stop at Leroy Selmon's for sweet heat chicken and then to Starbucks on the way home...it's an addiction and an anointing:)

Our nine year old had to have a tooth pulled, her first time, thankfully it was a baby tooth, but she needed to come home afterward...so I got to bring her home and spend the afternoon watching the Suite Life of Zack and Cody...she's asleep and I'm still watching Disney....something wrong with this picture?

I am a blessed man, God has given me a wonderful wife, wonderful children, and He has remained faithful, even when I was less to Him than He is to me. Faithful is what I want to be, to be consistent, to become more like Jesus, to allow less to disturb me, to respond as He would, to be light and salt, less reactive to the stuff that often pulls us down...to appreciate the process more...God is good and I'm trying to be :)
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Book Review

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm preparing to read a new Thomas Nelson book by Pastor David Jeremiah entitled "What In The World Is Going On?" 10 Prophetic clues you cannot afford to miss! Check out this link and see what you think! I'll be posting more about it in the very near future!
&lt;a href="http://%20http://www.thomasnelson.com/consumer/product_detail.asp?sku=078522887X"&gt;
http://www.thomasnelson.com/consumer/product_detail.asp?sku=078522887X&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Can't Stop A Season!&lt;/span&gt;
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I am a Chicagoian transplanted to Florida, we don't have hurricanes in Chicago, so when we moved to Florida in 2004 and experienced our first hurricane season, I was flipped out to say the least. When the first one entered the Gulf of Mexico all the models suggested it was coming to Tampa Bay, we live about 30 minutes outside of Tampa so I was quite concerned, what do we do, how do we prepare, do we board up, should we be afraid, will it hit us? These are just a few of the milder concerns I had. It ended up missing us, we would also that same season endure a couple other misses, a the lower end of a category one and the tail end of a tropical storm. It's now been four years since we experienced our first hurricane season, June through November still concerns me, I particularly get nervous toward the end of August through the end of October...but I have learned some things!

Hurricane season is much like the seasons of our lives, it's on God's calendar first, He controls the wind and the waves, He orders the events of our lives and either in control of all or not at all.

There is nothing we can do to change the season we find ourselves in, much like the coming of the storm, we prepare for it, make sure we have made all the necessary arrangements, have all the equipment and supplies we need, and we ride out whatever comes our way. So often we want to control everything, to figure out what is taking place in our lives, Jesus told His disciples, "It is not for you to know the times and seasons that the Father has put in His own power!"

Don't understand me here, I am fully aware that God expects and needs for us to discern the times, we are to have an awareness, but we are not supposed to allow the times and seasons to dictate our victory, our ability to remain focused when trouble comes our way. The storms of life are opportunities for God to reveal Himself in real and relevant manners, He speaks and the winds and waves obey Him.

Whatever season you may be going through in your life, don't try to stop, learn to walk in it and see what lessons the Lord will teach you, what glory the Lord will reveal in you as you walk out the revelation of Jesus Christ!&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6760405813558820284?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6760405813558820284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6760405813558820284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6760405813558820284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6760405813558820284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-cant-stop-season-i-am-chicagoian.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-559612843806478923</id><published>2008-10-25T11:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:25:34.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beautyriot.com/stuff/images/articles/approve/1945_1676_Barrymore-Drew-04-400-lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 421px;" src="http://www.beautyriot.com/stuff/images/articles/approve/1945_1676_Barrymore-Drew-04-400-lo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drew Barrymore

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Saturday and I'm taking a lazy day. My wife and I have been preaching a revival this week, driving back and forth, so it's been late nights since Wednesday...So I'm watching the movie "Fever Pitch" a great movie with Drew Barrymore as one of the stars.

I think she's a cute girl, but sometimes I think she has a big face...just thought the blog world needed to know!
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Just Stuff!&lt;/span&gt;
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I need to make a confession, sometimes I let stuff get to me...even little stuff! You know, the car breaks down, bills are unpaid, kids are driving you crazy, God doesn't seem to be at home...ever been there? Isn't it amazing how easy it is for little things to get under your skin, on your nerves, in your head, and mess up your day, your week, your month...your life? It's not that you mean for it to be that way, you want to be adult enough to recognize that it's just life, spiritual enough to know the enemy is trying to distract you, and mature enough to walk through it, but the truth is that sometimes it just gets to us.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Peruse the scripture and you'll quickly find that our Bible hero's had their moments too, Paul got ticked off and sent Mark packing, Moses killed a guy, and Peter cut a guys ear off...talking about having a bad day! The thing that speaks to me in all of this is that having stuff is human, that's not an excuse it's an opportunity! Because we are human, live in this world, and endure suffering as a part of our walk with Christ, we have to learn how to recognize the difference between an attack or assualt and simply having stuff...Satan uses everything, but not everything that happens in life is demonic in nature, though we can cause it to become that way...I am convinced that I run out of gas today that it isn't the devil, that is, until I open the door for him to invade my humanity and create such conflict within me that it becomes a place of contention!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The Apostle Paul said that in tribulation, stress, and situations, that none of these things moved him. When Joseph was taken from his father, his coat covered in the blood of an animal and presented to his father as evidence of his demise, it was just a coat, Joseph was very much alive and being positioned to revive a nation. Even though Moses was cast to the back side of the desert and forced to feed his father in laws sheep, he was not hidden from God, he was being prepared for his ultimate purpose.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Often those things that appear to destroy us are actually sent to develop us and create in us the ability to minister to others because of the stuff we ourselves have been through...I'm not minimizing the things that come our way, nor I am suggesting that the devil doesn't have his hand in working against us...I'm just saying that the hand of the Lord is upon us, that He has taken great strides in investing His best in our lives and sometimes...It's Just Stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6270226016929725630?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6270226016929725630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6270226016929725630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6270226016929725630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6270226016929725630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-just-stuff-i-need-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-77302536210652193</id><published>2008-10-16T10:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:29:26.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.urbanhardwoods.com/images/pics/rotation/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.urbanhardwoods.com/images/pics/rotation/25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Place
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I find myself feeling quite contemplative today, sitting in a hotel room, watching television, waiting to meet a pastor for lunch, looking forward to ministering tonight in a revival service. My mind is moving a million miles per second, wondering what the Lord is really saying to me for the people tonight, preparing for a revival next week in Tampa, wanting desperately to hear God's voice for both of these places, and for myself.

It's an amazing thing to me, the place we find ourselves, confused and content, concerned and convinced, desperate and determined, whimsical and wondering, looking and longing...maybe that's the place I find myself...looking and longing, looking at the world around me, looking into the lives and hearts of people around me, longing for God's touch upon their lives, longing for Him to touch and change their reality, this place called life...longing to be a part of something that will make a difference...longing to do more than just say words...hoping that the words I say are the right words, God's words, and good words...it's just a matter of being in the right place...isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-77302536210652193?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/77302536210652193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=77302536210652193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/77302536210652193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/77302536210652193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/10/place-i-find-myself-feeling-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-4050627747595356458</id><published>2008-10-15T06:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:56:06.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://allthingschill.com/img/OUTTHEDOOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://allthingschill.com/img/OUTTHEDOOR.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On My Way...Out The Door!&lt;/span&gt;

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In less than five minutes I'm out the door, my good friend and neighbor Pete is taking me to the airport this morning, and I'm on my way to Toledo, OH...via Detroit!

This week I'm ministering at Faith Tabernacle in Northwoods, a tremendous church in the Toledo area. I'm honored at the opportunity, excited at the prospects, and fully aware that unless the Lord build the house, we who labor, labor in vain...with that said...I know the Lord has wonderful things in store for us this week...He is good and He is faithful!

Out the door to an open door to an open heaven...can't ask for much more than that!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sanya Bella&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm back! Last Saturday I arrived home safely from a truly incredible and remarkable journey to Kenya. This was my eighth trip, but my first alone, I have to admit I was a bit nervous, also this my first time to fly Kenya Airways, a very pleasant experience, other than the crying baby on my way from London to Nairobi, and the fact that my television went off after fifteen minutes, which is huge on a nine hour flight!

I left home on Sunday September 21st, arrived in Nairobi at 6:00 AM on the 23rd and was on the next flight to Kisumu by 8:00 AM and in Kisumu by 9:00 AM. My day began on the run, Sammy Franz picked me up at the airport, took me immediately to Moi Stadium where we would have outdoor crusade in the evening and in a massive tent in the mornings. That same day I was honored to meet the mayor of Kisumu and the city clerk, we would later meet with the mayor again at a dinner for the local pastors. Nearly 40 pastors joined together to sponsor this crusade with Peter and Chris Franz of GFI-Ministries and Cita Ministries, these two brother are the sons of a German missionary who planted churches and ministries throughout Kenya, in fact, Peter was born in Kisumu! During the two week crusade over 1000 people made decisions for Christ, many were healed and delivered, it was absolutely phenomenal.

The Lord honored me by allowing me to be invited to speak in the day services, I spoke on Leadership principles and Relational evangelism, also spoke in the Fire Conference along with my good friend and mentor, Bishop George Gichana of Praise Celebration Deliverance Church in Eldoret.

From there I traveled with Peter and Becky Franz north to the Turkana District, where I saw poverty in a way I've never seen, this is desert area, there is no income, no businesses, no buses or taxis, the people live in huts and scrape by to the best of their ability...yet, in the midst of all of this, GFI has built a church and medical dispensary, they have establshed a long term relationship with these beautiful people...I was honored to eat in the home of Pastor Nachii Johonson, ate goat for the first time...at least for the first time I was aware of it...thankfully it was good and I didn't spew all over the place.

This trip opened my eyes to many things, opened doors of opportunity for me to return to this third largest city in Kenya, to minister to the people of Turkana and the pastors of Kisumu, and to continue with my passion and heart for Kenya...The Lord is good and faithful!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Journey

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; One of the greatest lessons I've learned in life is that life is a journey not an event. An event only last a prescribed amount of time, whether it be a few hours, days, weeks or month, maybe even a year or more, it will end at a prescribed time, no event lasts forever. A journey is a totally different thing, it does have a beginning and an end, but it is what takes place in the middle that make life exciting, that is the journey! The journey takes us down many different avenues, it introduces to people, places, and things we never dreamed we'd meet, the journey enables us to connect with other, teaches us to communicate, and it teaches us to commit.

The exciting thing to me about the journey is that we are able to invite others to join us and together we discover things that event people will never find.

Will you join us as we boldly go where we've never gone before?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-4993963342136002331?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4993963342136002331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=4993963342136002331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4993963342136002331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4993963342136002331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/09/journey-one-of-greatest-lessons-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5333753796634384250</id><published>2008-09-14T14:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:06:39.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1.iofferphoto.com/img/1161932400/_i/14960191/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i1.iofferphoto.com/img/1161932400/_i/14960191/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Dynamics of the Unknown

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a perfect world we would always know what is just around the corner, who was lurking in the dark, what they really meant when they said what they said, and most of all...how everything is going to turn out...In a perfect world!

We would never question what the Apostle Paul was getting at when He said that all things work together for the good, to them who are the called according to His purpose(Romans 8:28), because we would know that He really does have the whole world in His hands...In a perfect world!

But we don't live in a perfect world, don't understand why things are the way they are, how things work, or why certain things happen the way they do...we are called to simply place our lives in the care of God and trust Him for His desired results.

There is the dynamic of not knowing, the task of walking with God in His word and believing that Job was right when He said that God knows the way we take, and of Solomon who said we are to trust Him with all of our hearts, not to lean to our own understanding, to acknowledge Him in all of our ways...and then and only then would God direct our paths...after all, aren't the steps of good men ordered by the Lord?

The dynamic of the unknown is walking in darkness and allowing the light from within to guide us, it is living by faith when the human part of us cries out for knowledge. It is following the example of Abram who left the familiar and comfortable place of his father to go not knowing where he was going, but seeing in his spirit what God was preparing for him, embracing it by faith and moving toward it...one step at a time...Our times demand this type of faith...don't they?
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second Chances...Go Brittany?

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Call me a crusader for lost causes, broken people, and those considered underdogs, I am all of those! These week I was scanning cnn.com and saw where Brittany Spears had been on the MTV Awards show and won several awards...I say go Brittany!

Before the religious crowd comes out of the woodwork and crucifies me understand that I do not listen to her or watch her, do not agree with her lifestyle and readily admit that she is not my idea of a role model for my daughters...however, she is a person, who has a soul, and tremendous talent and ability, she is a human being, a daughter, sister, and mother, she is someone's friend and a member of someone's family...Brittany Spears is a person who has the attention of many people!

She is also an individual who was given a second chance and took it! For months we watched headlines of her failed marriage, apparent breakdown, child custody battle, parents intervening in her finances...we listened as the world said she was done, down for the count, her best days behind her...but she's back, looking healthy and thankful for a second chance!

I am thankful for second chances, for I too have failed, dropped the ball, stepped out of the picture, checked out of the box, and found myself in need of family and friends, in need of redemption and the opportunity to try again. How well I relate to the story of David who returned home with a group of battle weary, tattered warriors, who were so discouraged they too considered stoning David. The Bible says that David encouraged himself in the Lord and that God's response was to direct him to go to battle and that he would absolutely be victorious and recover all that had been lost! Isn't it wonderful that God can take our failures, our breakdowns, our inabilities and turn them into places of victory?

Perhaps it is this principle that intrigues me, that if Brittany Spears can be redeemed and come back in the eyes of the world, what can God do with ordinary people like me and you?

I say...Go God!
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Years ago Bill Cosby did a record, not a cd, a real life actual album that talked about how wonderful it would be if Polaroid could create an easier way for childbirth, it would make the process quicker and less painful. I would suppose women across the world would rejoice and we men who want everything in life to be quick would be happy campers...but somethings need process!

I don't mind eating microwaved food, at least when it comes to burrito's or corn dogs, warming up left overs is ok, but I want pot roast to simmer all day long, if not over night...there's something that happens in the process that makes it worth the wait!

Process is an important aspect of our lives, in our emotion, physical, and spiritual development, somethings need to come suddenly and somethings need to be developed and waited upon. So often in our impatience we look for shortcuts, seeking to find an easier and quicker way, not recognizing that in bypassing the process we are depriving ourselves of much needed elements. The concept of waiting is frustrating to us, standing in line irritates us, going through the various levels of process annoys us...yet, if we are willing to submit to process we will posses and become exactly what God has desired for our lives. The Apostle John talks about this in John 1:12 when he states that as many as would receive Him(Christ) to them He gives the power to become the sons of God. At the moment of salvation all that He is is deposited into our lives, but it takes time and process for it to be developed...how we need to learn appreciate and enjoy process!


&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6284761375307213045?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6284761375307213045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6284761375307213045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6284761375307213045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6284761375307213045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-in-process-years-ago-bill-cosby.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-311042149480644880</id><published>2008-09-06T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:11:46.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics2.city-data.com/city/maps2/cm210.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://pics2.city-data.com/city/maps2/cm210.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back In Illinois

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This morning I left sunshine and warm weather to venture off in Springfield, IL. Tomorrow morning I begin revival at Heartland Worship Center, I'm really looking forward to this meeting, getting to know the pastors and seeing all that the Lord will do. I flew Ted airlines, felt like I was on the Hee Haw Plane, to board I had to go out the rear door of the gate area, down two flights of steps, up another flight to the rear of the plane...where I was seated next to a young family flying with their two year old, who is the next two and one half hours was not still nor quiet for more than a minute, the mother the entire time wanting to move so the baby will have more room, I'm on the aisle seat, she's in the middle...I kindly moved and enjoyed the remainder of the flight. In Chicago for a layover I enjoyed a nice Chicago Hot Dog...something about being in the City...It's Home! United Airlines and Ted are now my least favorite airline, cost me 15.00 for my one checked bag which my receipt calls "Excess Baggage", how can it be excess if it's my only bag?

Here in Springfield I'm staying at a nice Ramada Inn with all sorts of places to eat within walking distance...it's going to be a great week...Even if it is only 73 for a daytime high! It smells like Fall and that is something I miss!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting Anxious

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In 18 days I will board a plane and leave for what I believe to be the trip of a lifetime. In 2004 I went to Kenya for the first time fully expecting it to be my last, before we boarded to return home I knew deep within my spirit that I would return over and over again, and I have. This upcoming trip will be my eighth trip since March, 2004 and already I am looking forward to the next time!

What makes this trip exciting is that I am going to Kisumu, the third largest city in Kenya, the home town of the new Prime Minister, Mr. Odinga, near Lake Victoria, and will be participating in a large outdoor crusade with my good friend Evangelist Peter Franz. We will teach leaders to lead, share the Gospel, and train pastors and laity alike to share the message of Christ in the streets. Already 80,000 posters have been prepared and will be distributed, I believe many people will come to know Christ! I am excited! We will travel also to Turkana, where the second oldest people group live, descendants of the Cushites, I absolutely cannot wait.

When I return to Kenya I always feel like I'm returning home, as if this is the place that I belong, not one day goes by that I do not think of Africa, that I do not dream of being there, and wish that I could spend more time there. I'm not a full-time missionary, probably not even a part-time missionary, but I am Wambua, rain in the Kamba language, the brother of Titus Kiillu, the friend of Rapheal Mutinda and George and Daniel Gichana, Pastor Maurice and many others. God has emblazed a passion within my heart and spirit for these people and I will forever be thankful that God has allowed me to journey into this wonderful land.

And so I travel, and I share, and I love, and I dream, and I live in the hope that I can somehow make a difference that will not just change the moment, but the future for the better for the glory of God!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love The One You're With!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When our oldest daughter was born I could not imagine loving a child more than we loved Kaitlin. She was and is the apple of my eye, as a baby I was consumed by her, to the point that I honestly believed that she was the only child to ever have a cold, get the sniffles, fall down, or any of the other things that happen in the lives of our children. If she went to the doctor for a routine checkup I would beg God to let her be OK and not to die...I was fanatically consumed with this child...and still am to this day...often some of our most important decisions are based on how it would effect this child.

When Kaitlin was three we moved from Kentucky to Illinois, my wife wanted to have another child, while she was consumed with having another, I was content and consumed with not having another, after all, how could I love another child as much or in the same way I loved Kaitlin, and I would never divide my love for my children...I love them both equally...they are the joy of my life!

This morning we had a guest minister speak at our church, he spoke of God being our refuge, our resource, and our rest, he told us that God loves us not because we are valuable, but that because God loves us we are valuable. He made a statement that spoke volumes to me, he said there are times when we give more to one child than the other and that there are times when people ask the question, "How do you give more to one than the other?" The answer, "Who ever needs more at the moment!" What a powerful thought, God loves each of us the same, but there are times in our lives when more grace is required, when our needs are greater than another's, and God in His infinite love and wisdom releases into our lives exactly what we need!

Do I love my girls equally, absolutely, are there times one gets something or more than the other, certainly, but not because I am unfair or because I feel differently towards one of them, but because at the moment the opportunity or need arises and we are blessed to bless them!

I guess we simply need to love the one we're with!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-4144182976078685268?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4144182976078685268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=4144182976078685268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4144182976078685268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4144182976078685268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-one-youre-with-when-our-oldest.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SLr7b3MnXpI/AAAAAAAAADg/-L8lrucWEjI/s72-c/All+of+Kaitlins+Pics+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8498069986363476136</id><published>2008-08-29T11:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:04:30.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://altacircle.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/end-is-near-small-bw.png?w=365&amp;amp;h=271"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://altacircle.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/end-is-near-small-bw.png?w=365&amp;amp;h=271" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What If It Is...What If It Isn't?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently I saw a flier for an upcoming youth rally called "The Final Push" it is intended for the "final generation".  The lineup looks incredible and this will no doubt be a fantastic gathering! When I read the title though the thought immediately came to mind, what if this isn't the final generation?

I admit I can be cynical, but in this instance it isn't my intention, I along with many believe that we are living in the end times, but I also believe that there have been several generations that have lived in the end times...so how do we know that this is the final generation? And if it is the final generation when will it end? And if it isn't the final generation what do we do?

It seems to me that the teachings of scripture taught an imminent return of Christ to the earth, but it also emphasized readiness, a sense of urgency, but not fearfulness. The return of Christ is to be the blessed hope, the passion that propels evangelism, that creates a missional church that walks out and lives daily the teachings of Jesus...not just a theme that preaches well and causes hearts to be fearful. Ted Dekker, in his book, "The Slumber of Christianity", suggests it is the lack of looking for the return of Christ that has caused Christianity to be where it is today, that too many of us are more interested in obtaining earthly fulfillment that readying the hearts of those around for eternity...I must admit that I would like to see my daughters grown, have grandchildren, spend retirement with my wife and pay off some debt before the end comes...does that make me worldy minded?

Is it possible that this could be the final push for the final generation and that what Christ has called us to do is disciple the nations in the message of Jesus Christ that when He does return we are not found idle, but as Jesus said, "occupying until He comes?"

So if He comes in my lifetime I am blessed and ready, but if He doesn't...I'm still blessed, ready, and getting others ready with me...Sounds like we win one way or the other!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8498069986363476136?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8498069986363476136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8498069986363476136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8498069986363476136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8498069986363476136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-if-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1803116583388116205</id><published>2008-08-28T14:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:21:00.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All That Jazz

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I took an important step today...can't tell you what it was, but it was important to me, an inner thing, something I needed to do. The powerful thing about it is that I am at peace, the acid test of any decision in life is when the dust is settled, the decision is made, and the commentators have dispensed...we know we've heard God and walked in the path He has prepared for us...I am at rest, and it is good!
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In April I returned from a revival in Ohio to go through an awful  bout with gout, it was one of the most painful experiences that I've ever endured. During that two week period my feet were swollen to the point that I couldn't wear shoes or stand to have anything on my feet. After trying unsuccessfully to treat it naturally I ended up at a doctor's office, my blood pressure was 160/100 and my ankles were swollen, which I assumed was because of the gout. However, after clearing up the gout I continued to struggle with this swelling, better known as edema, which often is related to heart disease, kidney or liver issues...none of which I was wanting to deal with...so I prayed, I prophesied, I proclaimed the Word of God and I worried! I raised my hand when the pastor asked if anyone needed healing...I lost weight, walked 4 miles every morning before work and changed my diet....they would go down at night, but when I awakened in the morning I could feel them swelling when I got up. I took a prescribed diuretic that didn't seem to work.

A couple weeks ago we flew to Texas, spent the weekend with my relatives, my aunt spoke into my spirit the Word of the Lord, that in the last days men's heart will fail them for fear of things to come...I have been fearful that something is wrong with my heart...so I began to rebuke that fear...my feet still swelled that weekend. We traveled on the Church of God General Assembly and they were fine all week, until the weekend as we began to travel home...Strange I thought, this nothing more than stress and God has not given me the spirit of fear.

One week ago this past Saturday my feet returned to normal and they have been normal ever since. I am so thankful for the healing work of God in my life, it is an act of His grace on my behalf. Today the scripture in Revelation comes to mind, that the testimony of Jesus Christ is the spirit of prophecy....it says to one who may read this blog today that if God will do this for me, He will also minister to you...I am blessed and so very thankful!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2788638642375315453?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2788638642375315453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2788638642375315453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2788638642375315453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2788638642375315453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-want-to-testify-in-april-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5669918038004862979</id><published>2008-08-22T17:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:51:25.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_b34InHrday8/Rh0HzsD_MBI/AAAAAAAABM0/pRmcrIuh3rU/PICT2379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_b34InHrday8/Rh0HzsD_MBI/AAAAAAAABM0/pRmcrIuh3rU/PICT2379.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Have To Turn To Turn Around&lt;/span&gt;
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A couple weeks ago I was on my way to a preaching assignment early on a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1219441444_0"&gt;Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;, my mind was on the service that morning, and I was trying to get that first cup of coffee down without spilling it on my clean shirt! The route I was taking was quite familiar, but I missed my turn, drove right past the road and was on my way down a road I had no idea where it would come out...I had to turn around and go back...ever been there?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Life often takes us places we've never been, but it also takes down familiar paths, we just get lost along the way. The exciting thing about it is that we can get back where we're supposed to be, the painful thing is, we sometimes have to retrace our steps...we have to turnaround. For me turning around can be embarrassing, it means that I have to face my failure or mistake, I have to admit that I've missed it and doing something over again can be quite frustrating. Turning around also enables me to see things I didn't see the first time, taking note of things that have always been there, I just didn't notice them...I tell my wife often that there's a new house on my way to work, it's been there thirty years, but I just saw it...observant aren't I? It's easy to look over our shoulders and see where we've missed it, to observe where we need to be, to admit something needs to be done, but in order to get there, in order to turn around, you have to turn, to the left or to the right, you just have to take the time and make the effort to turn!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The prophet Isaiah said, "Then shall you hear a voice from behind saying, "This is the way of the Lord, walk in it!" God will give us direction, He will reveal His plan and the path we need to take to get where we need to go, it may require a turn around, it will require a turn...because you always have to turn if things are going to turn around...make sense?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;
Just Thinking Out Loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5669918038004862979?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5669918038004862979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5669918038004862979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5669918038004862979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5669918038004862979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-have-to-turn-to-turn-around-couple.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_b34InHrday8/Rh0HzsD_MBI/AAAAAAAABM0/pRmcrIuh3rU/s72-c/PICT2379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6280985033255067143</id><published>2008-08-18T17:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T17:36:51.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Life This Week

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Julie and I have been in a tailspin this month, went to San Antonio the first week of August to attend the Church of God General Assembly, came home and teachers returned to school on Monday. Today was the first day of school and it was absolutely the best first day of school we've experienced since being a part of Heritage Academy!

I had a tooth pulled this afternoon, one of my back teeth chipped several months ago, I let it go, but this week it went south...some of the most incredible pain I've ever experienced in my life...nothing touched the pain, ibuprofen, tylenol with codeine, oxycotin...nada. Thankfully my dentist had an opening and now I'm in good shape...one tooth less!

Tropical Storm Fay is coming, we're believing it's going to miss Tampa...we'll see!

Guess I've got a boring life...but the week is young, I'm certain it will spice up soon!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6280985033255067143?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6280985033255067143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6280985033255067143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6280985033255067143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6280985033255067143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-life-this-week-julie-and-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3835897191280659853</id><published>2008-08-11T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:02:17.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Saw A Statesmen

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week my wife and I flew to San Antonio to attend the General Assembly of the Church of God, a biannual convention of the denomination that provides our covering. I have been raised in this denomination, am fourth generation and am raising the fifth generation at this present time. My great-grandmother became convinced of the reality of the present day movement of the Holy Spirit after a lady took hot coals out of a pot bellied stove, and the next day took her hands out of a sink full of soapy water to show unburned hands and a speck of soot under her finger nail. My grandmother pastored churches and preached the gospel for 48 years, my mother raised me in church, and I this year celebrated my 29th year of ministry and am raising my children to love and serve the Lord.

Nearly 20,000 converged upon San Antonio to discuss the business of the church, to worship the Lord, and to plan for the future. I have to admit I went with a bit of a cynical attitude, desiring to see things change and wanting God to shake our reality. During one of the business sessions I was seated next to a friend and mentor, chatting back and forth I mentioned that I was concerned that there were no statesmen, those men and women who stand larger than life, who represent God in such a way that there is no question when they announce they have a word from the Lord. These are the people you can't wait to hear, would love to spend quality time with, if only for a moment, and when they speak...you listen...the truly have something to say! How I longed for men and women of God to stand up and prophetically declare a present truth and emerge into our generation like the prophets of old...and then I saw one!

Tom Madden was elected to be the international director of youth and christian education, a young man, in his mid forties I would suppose...as he stood before the conference tears began to dwell in his eyes, his voice quivering, overwhelmed at the confidence his fellow ministers had placed upon him...he boldly announced that there is a generation rising that loves God, that has not and will not bow to the culture, a generation hungry for revival, that will be satisfied with nothing less that an absolute revolution of the kingdom...and the Holy Spirit said to me...There's your statesman!

I am reminded of the Old Testament prophet Elijah, a mighty man of God who in a dark hour of time wondered if he was the only one left, the last prophet standing for what was right...in the quietness of a cave God spoke and reminded him that there were 7,000 in Israel that had not bowed down to the culture and were ready to die for the kingdom...I am convinced that there is a remnant of believers, young and old alike that love God, His house, His Word, that believe His promise will become a reality and will stand face to face with hell itself and declare the truth of God! There are unknown statesman, people whose names will never be spoken in the popular circles of christianity, who have heard from God and seek to fulfill His purpose in the earth.

It's really not about the denomination or group we're associated with, it's about the relationship we have with Jesus Christ and our fellow believers...our best days are just before us...God is looking for some statesmen...could you be the one He finds?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3835897191280659853?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3835897191280659853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3835897191280659853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3835897191280659853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3835897191280659853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-saw-statesmen-last-week-my-wife-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5396554421653109693</id><published>2008-07-30T10:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:55:21.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Movings of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week I read the testimony of a pastor whose church experienced an incredible move of the Holy Spirit. During this move people accepted Christ into their hearts, children received the Baptism of the Holy Spirit as outlined in the Bible, they danced before the Lord and worshipped with abandon. People of prominence were not only exposed to the refreshing presence of the Lord, but were embracing it and allowing God to demonstrate His power in the lives. As I read the words of the hungry pastor I rejoiced and was encouraged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I read the comments of ministers and pastors who were responding to this post I was discouraged, many of these men of God questioned the validity of the move, and more importantly, they questioned the necessity of a move of God in our time. I understand the feed me mentality of the American Church, that we in Pentecostal circles have experienced many moves of God and often label a good service, one that involves or includes emotional worship and experiences  as a move of God. I too tire of shouting and singing, dancing and declaring, only to return to the same path and pattern when the meeting is over...but we need a move of God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Throughout human history and God's dealings with His very own creation there has always been a need for God to move in the lives of His people. We are frail and weak, we ascend and descend the ladders of life constantly, we are in today and out tomorrow, frustrated by life, concerned about the future, and unsure how to approach life's circumstances, unaware at times of God's presence...we need God! Political systems will not suffice, new presidents, lower gas prices and income taxes will not do. Rid our laws of those offensive policies and man will still need God. Build bigger churches, create better programs, feed the sick, minister to the poor, and satisfy the physical and psychological needs of mankind...we will still need a move of God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Listen to the words of the Prophet Isaiah:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Oh, that You would rend the heavens! That You would come down! That the mountains might shake at Your presence-As fire burns brushwood, As fire causes water to boil-To make your name known to Your adversaries, That the nations may tremble at Your presence!&lt;/span&gt;" (Isaiah 64:1-2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The cry of my heart is for an authentic move of God, one that doesn't just stir our emotions, but one that moves us into an authentic relationship with God. It isn't more preaching that we need, we've heard the Word, it isn't to fall down on the floor or to receive another prophetic word, we've done that...it is to realize that God is coming and we tremble at His presence and we move into greater dimensions of relationship and our hearts become ablaze with the love and passion of Jesus Christ, and from that heart flows ministry and the world around us is affected by the love of God that is constraining us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure about anyone else...but I need the move of God in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5396554421653109693?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5396554421653109693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5396554421653109693&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5396554421653109693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5396554421653109693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/07/movings-of-god-this-week-i-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5177093267990425907</id><published>2008-07-27T18:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:04:36.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moviecitygeek.com/arrays/images/2003/peter_pan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.moviecitygeek.com/arrays/images/2003/peter_pan.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Is You...Don't Forget Who You Are!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His children captured by an evil man, angry, grown, and unable to remember who he is, Peter Banning is faced with a dilemma, everyone knows who he is...except him...He is Peter Pan!

I'm watching my favorite spiritual movie...Hook! The greatest moment in the entire movie is when one of the lost boys grabs him by the face, looks deep into his eyes and says, "Oh, there you are Peter! It is you!" He then quickly begins to tell the other children that this indeed is Peter Pan, the greatest lost boy to ever live, the highest flyer, the most efficient swordsman in all of Neverland...He's simply forgotten who he is!

Have you ever forgotten who you are? Have you ever felt insecure and inferior? Has there ever been a moment when the real you has been lost?

Human nature and the enemy of our souls would love for us to forget who we are? The natural part of us is busy comparing itself with others, telling us that we aren't good enough, that we will never measure up. Satan, our ultimate enemy, the accuser of the brethren, also wants us to believe that regardless of how hard we try, we will never find acceptance with God or man. He tells us that we're not good enough, that our abilities and talents are insufficient, that God will never use us. He seeks to beat us down to the point that we fail to believe in God or ourselves, and if beaten down long enough we begin to hide and eventually forget who we are, whose we are, and what God says to us and about us!

Who you are, what you are, where you're going, and who you belong to never changes, it's always within you...you just have to see it for yourself, to allow God to reveal Himself to you, and for the Word of God to mine the real you out of the mountains that hide the real you!

The scripture says that you are bought with a price, that you are the temple of the Holy Spirit, that you, with all of your flaws and failures...that you, covered by pain and rejection...that you with all the stuff life can pile on you...are fearfully and wonderfully made, that you are the glorious work of God. It's kind of like the Intel commercial on television..."It's all inside!"

Sometimes who we are is hidden from others because it's lost to us, God wants you to know that He created you who and what you are, that you are wonderful, that you have a destiny and a destination...He wants you to come out of hiding and be the person He has always desired for you to be!

It Is You...Look Deep Inside!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5177093267990425907?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5177093267990425907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5177093267990425907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5177093267990425907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5177093267990425907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-16979522088984030</id><published>2008-07-24T19:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:39:09.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/2343406661_8306838aea_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/2343406661_8306838aea_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finding Him&lt;/span&gt;

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Words like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;journey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;process &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;have come to mean much more to me recently than at any other time in my life. As a recovering fast food junkie, one trying to recover my health and live to see my grandchildren, I am coming to learn that there is value to those things that take longer to cook, than someone shoving a bag out of the window and saying, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Here's your food!"

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I suppose that we all at some point have experience fast food Christianity, you know, living in God's 10 items or less line, walking through the prayer line hoping that at the laying on of someone's hand all of your problems will end, the devil will once and for all be defeated, Ed McMahon will show up at your door...life will finally be wonderful!

The words of Job are hitting me square in the face, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, that I might know where I might find&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Him...that I might sit where His feet are and inquire of Him!&lt;/span&gt;"  Isn't that the crux of the matter? Isn't finding God in everyday life, and learning that in this journey we call life that God really isn't hiding from us, He really isn't all that mystical...He just wants us to follow Him? It's like putting a swing set together, having extra parts isn't a good thing, and reading the directions really is a good idea...and leaving your kid inside while you work will save years in your life...trust me on this one! Could it be that this thing of finding and following God is a matter of trust and will? That our will must become willing to trust, and that as we trust we will find ourselves in the middle of God's will and purpose for our lives?

I've been reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Like Jazz&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donald Miller&lt;/span&gt;, it's really an incredible book because he describes his search to really know God inspite of his own humanity...some days I hate being human. Donald Miller describes the emotions and confusions he has, the conflicts with friends and ideologies, his struggle to be a Human Christian and a Christian Human...not always easy I think we could all admit.

I want to find Jesus, and to be found of Him, to be where He wants me, but also to be in a place where others can trace my steps and find Him as well. Perhaps amidst all the Christianese that we believers speak it would be best if our lives said that we are believers and followers of the Lord Jesus Christ, people on a simple mission to find Him and pick some others along the way!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-16979522088984030?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/16979522088984030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=16979522088984030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/16979522088984030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/16979522088984030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/07/finding-him-words-like-journey-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2130275366830794696</id><published>2008-07-13T20:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:23:00.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gregmortenson.com/Photo%20Pages/3CTpaperback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.gregmortenson.com/Photo%20Pages/3CTpaperback.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Presence of Perception

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It has been said that how one perceives a thing determines how you respond to that thing. How we relate to our circumstances and situations, our environment, and the cards life deals us determines the outcome of whether or not we impact our generation in a positive or negative manner.

This past week my family has been on vacation, while there I read a book that has challenged my spirit, forcing my to allow my perspective to be enlarged and my heart to reach beyond the borders of my comfort zone...I hunger for more, to make a difference in others, and to significantly impact my generation. The book I read is "Three Cups of Tea", the story of Greg Mortenson, the son of a Lutheran Missionary, raised in Tanzania, who went to Pakistan to climb K2, got lost and found himself in one of the most impoverished areas of the world, the area which would birth the Taliban.

What he found was a need to build schools for children, especially girls, these children sat on the ground, in burned out buildings, or deserted tanks and trucks. He left to return to America with promise of returning to build one school at the cost of 12,000.00, not realizing that in the next ten years he would return time and time again building fifty-five schools and venturing into Afghanistan and continuing until this day to reach into the hearts and lives of these beautiful people. It wasn't always easy, he had to build relationships and trust, an American Christian in a Muslim country, seeking to touch their lives and meet a need, not to preach or try to convert them, he was even kidnapped at one point, yet he continued to give of himself to others.

Tears filled my eyes as I devoured this book, searching my own soul, questioning the ministry God has given me, asking myself, am I doing enough and why do I do what I do, and how can I do more. There is a struggle within my spirit, a struggle for significance, not for recognition, but to make a difference in others. Is it possible that God is raising up a generation of ministers that have no names? Oh, they have names, they simply aren't known to the main stream, they minister in local churches, in the streets and in nursing homes. They stand before people and declare the unsearchable riches of God, declaring the Word of God, and modeling it with their lifestyles, not just their words or through sermons, they have become the call and the Word of God to others, painting houses, feeding adults and children, clothing the naked, and giving a drink of water to the thirsty. These people take seriously the words of Jesus who said, "If you give a drink of water to someone in My name, you have done it unto Me!"

My name may never be found in a popular Christian magazine, it may never been known around the world, but it is my desire and my prayer that I will touch someone's life in a way that effects future generations!

Read more about Greg Mortenson at www.gregmortenson.com or www.threecupsoftea.com, I would encourage you to buy the book, buy it from Amazon.com and 7% of your purchase will go to change the lives of children in Pakistan.
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2130275366830794696?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2130275366830794696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2130275366830794696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2130275366830794696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2130275366830794696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/07/presence-of-perception-it-has-been-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8797158741684109908</id><published>2008-07-05T19:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T19:26:04.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://armourpr.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/connections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://armourpr.files.wordpress.com/2007/02/connections.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Connections

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The internet, My Space, Email, Facebook, Twitter, Message Boards, all these things are absolutely essentials to my day...they create the ability to be connected, even to people I don't know. At my house no one gets the mail...that's my job, during my mother's recent visit she trying to be kind while we were at work went out to get the mail...she only did it once...that's my job! Each morning I go through a ritual of checking email addresses, My Space, and Facebook, I check in on Twitter and catch up on all the news in the message board world I'm involved in.

Connection are important, they create environments for us to build and develop relationships, to expand our horizons and reach beyond our borders...they even cause us to stretch outside of imposed and self-imposed limits. I'm realizing my need to connect to people and things that don't necessarily fit my personal preferences or style, to listen to music that is different from my normal genra, to listen to ministers whose styles are not what I'm accustomed to, and to read things that don't just inspire me, but inform me and cause me to think!

The scripture says that it isn't good for man to be alone, so God created an helpmeet...I think He's still doing that, creating places and people that enable us to grow and be productive, to expand our boundries and move into new dimensions and territories.

I'm thankful for the people I know, the places I've been, but I don't want my past to define me completely, and I don't want to be stereotyped by myself or others, I want to be connected to life giving sources so that I myself can be a life giving source to others!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8797158741684109908?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8797158741684109908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8797158741684109908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8797158741684109908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8797158741684109908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/07/connections-internet-my-space-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-4329828802008016651</id><published>2008-07-03T20:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:58:59.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bibledesign.com/designs/Luke_12vs22_6x4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bibledesign.com/designs/Luke_12vs22_6x4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke 12

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm teaching through the 12th chapter of the Gospel of Luke, I have to admit that I have been inspired by a book by Ted Haggard, "Letters From Dad"...we're only two weeks into the study, but I have to say, I've been deeply impacted by the Word of the Lord. In the first two verses Jesus warns His disciples to beware of the leaven of the Pharisees and to be real, to live authentic lives, in the next two verses we are reminded to fear God, to be more aware of Him who is able to destroy both our natural and spiritual lives...Four simple verses suddenly put everything into perspective!

Jesus is calling us to live the red words, not just read them and do whatever we want, He is calling us to be the church not just do church. Recently I heard of a book by Larry Stockstill called "The Remnant", in this book he states that American church has learned how to build crowds, churches are growing, in fact, there are over 300,000 churches in America, yet of that number of churches, 20% of the pastors are dealing with some secret sin, that around 75,000 men of God struggling in their walk with God, and if they're struggling, what are their members doing? And if the church is doing so wonderful, why is the world so dark?

Don't misunderstand, I'm not a doomsday prophet, not a negative Neil that believes the sky is falling...great things are happening and the Lord is blessing, there's just much more to be done, and the church must rise to the occasion! The people just spoke to in Luke 12 would also be the same people Luke would record to have turned the world upside down! The church has the greatest opportunity it has ever had...will we step up, step out, and step over into the Promised Land?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-4329828802008016651?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4329828802008016651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=4329828802008016651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4329828802008016651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4329828802008016651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/07/luke-12-im-teaching-through-12th.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5674049041353640402</id><published>2008-06-29T15:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T15:51:24.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SGfnottZjII/AAAAAAAAADY/EcP7Yvnyfgg/s1600-h/Shel%27s+Pictures+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SGfnottZjII/AAAAAAAAADY/EcP7Yvnyfgg/s200/Shel%27s+Pictures+311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217393379982806146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Bride

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 1985 I met the most beautiful person in the world, Julie not only has outward beauty but inwardly is phenomenal. We met at a revival in Covington, KY, she came with a former member of her father's church, I gave her my card and encouraged her to get her Dad to have me for revival, I ended up marrying her before I ever got the revival. We met in October and started dating in January of 1986, I was conducting a revival in Hamilton, OH for Pastor Gary Stacy, (Phil Stacy of American Idols Dad), when I walked onto the platform on Monday evening and saw her sitting in the pew the Holy Spirit whispered into my spirit, "You've Just Seen Your Wife!" Of course I didn't tell her that that night, but 14 months later she became my bride and now 21 years later she is my wife, the mother of my two daughters, and my very best friend. Julie loves God, our children, and me, she is diligent in all that she does, a true worshipper, a hard worker, a fun person, a gorgeous girl.

We talk about everything, never tire of one another's company, looking forward to seeing each other, call throughout the day, and continue to enjoy being a couple. I cannot imagine life without her and pray that we never have to face that moment...I know she's a godly woman because she endures me...and that is allot of work. I love her and simply wanted to share a glimpse of her with the blog world!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5674049041353640402?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5674049041353640402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5674049041353640402&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5674049041353640402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5674049041353640402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-bride-in-1985-i-met-most-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/SGfnottZjII/AAAAAAAAADY/EcP7Yvnyfgg/s72-c/Shel%27s+Pictures+311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1948795508732370185</id><published>2008-06-26T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:37:35.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When You Step Out&lt;/span&gt;
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Have you ever heard anyone say,&lt;strong&gt; "I just wish this or  that would happen in my life?"&lt;/strong&gt; or, &lt;strong&gt;"If the Lord would make this  happen I would know this is where I'm supposed to be and I am doing what He  wants me to do!" &lt;/strong&gt;I have, in fact, I've said it many times and will  probably say it again at some point, it's a human nature thing!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't you hate it when humanity gets in your way? :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;God often opens doors and creates opportunities that we never  enter because we fail to understand a simple principal, while we are waiting for  God, He is waiting for us! Everything is in life is supernatural, but most of  the time it is cloaked in the natural, covered by simplicity and watered by a  simple concept, to borrow a phrase from my friend Cedric, &lt;strong&gt;"if you walk  it out, He will work it out!" &lt;/strong&gt;Life is much like an automatic door, it  only opens when you step up to it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Book of Joshua paints a perfect picture of what I'm  talking about, Israel needs to possess the land that God has promised them,  there are some enemies and some obstacles, enemies and obstacles are a natural  part of life, they aren't there to destroy us, they are there to develop us. As  they prepare to enter the Promised Land they come to the edge of the Jordan  River, the opportunity to cross over is before them, and the promise of crossing  over is given to them: &lt;strong&gt;"Set out from your place and go after it...You  have not passed this way before...cross over before the people...When you have  come to the edge of the water of the Jordan, you shall stand in the Jordan...And  as the those who bore the ark came to the Jordan, and the feet of the priests  who bore the ark dipped in the edge of the water...that the waters which came  down from upstream stood still, and rose in a heap very far away...and the  people crossed over. (Joshua 3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;It would be wonderful if everything always came easy, or at  least came to us before we had to step out, after all, if it's already in our  hand we don't need much faith! But God is calling for risk takers and bondage  breakers, people who see it in their spirit, hear it deep inside their hearts,  and start walking towards the promised land, even if they have no clue what lies  before them. Much like the automatic door, if we do what God is calling us to  do, if we walk in integrity of heart and obedience, the door will open at the  right time and the blessings of the open door will be ours. Closed doors are not  always distractions either, some times they are delays and detours that enable  us to get to the right door at the right time, they help us avoid destruction,  leading us to the place of blessing!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love the words of Joshua 3:3: &lt;strong&gt;"Set out from your  place and go after it!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Allow me to challenge you today to set out from your place,  and go after God's place of blessing and ministry for your life. God is all  about the place, Jesus said He was going to prepare a place for you, there is a  place of anointing, of blessing, of ministry, and of satisfaction for your  life...&lt;strong&gt;Go After It!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-1948795508732370185?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1948795508732370185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=1948795508732370185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1948795508732370185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1948795508732370185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-you-step-out-have-you-ever-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5441270258710996825</id><published>2008-06-22T15:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:28:34.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.legalmoviesdownloads.com/movie_screenshots/Bruce_Almighty/Bruce_Almighty_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.legalmoviesdownloads.com/movie_screenshots/Bruce_Almighty/Bruce_Almighty_8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;555-0123

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bruce Nolan, the frustrated news reporter is mad at God, life isn't going his way so he throws his prayer beads into the lake, challenges God, says that He doesn't listen or answer anymore...so he's done! The next day his beeper goes off multiple times, 555-0123, unaware of who it is, irritated by the constant intrusion, he throws the beeper out the window, it gets run over by a truck and still beeps...the number: 555-0123. Finally he calls the number, thinks it's a job, goes to the interview only to find that the person calling him was...God

This is a brief scene from the movie "Bruce Almighty", I watched it last night and spiritualized most everything. Though I've seen this movie several times I never caught the number nor did I see the importance of this scene...I've been Bruce Nolan a few times in my life...I've been angry with God, felt like He wasn't listening or answering, and felt like throwing in the towel...or the prayer beads in this instance.

What spoke to me in this scene was the thought that because things weren't going his way Bruce believed that God wasn't listening, and that when he gave up on God, God refused to give up on him, and rather than God just having Bruce's number, God gave Bruce His number...God refuses to give up on us, even when we give up on Him!

I noticed a contrast between the beginning of the movie and the ending, in the beginning Bruce is frustrated, striving for preeminence, self serving, gives up on God and life...But at the end He humbles himself, surrenders, telling God...You Win, What Do You Want Me To Do?

Isn't that the place we all must come to? A place of surrender and sacrifice?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5441270258710996825?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5441270258710996825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5441270258710996825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5441270258710996825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5441270258710996825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/555-0123-bruce-nolan-frustrated-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2972274594319192394</id><published>2008-06-18T11:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:03:06.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bloops.org/images/quicksand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bloops.org/images/quicksand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quicksand

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In the movie "The Replacements" the coach asks his players what they fear the most, their response, "Spiders and Quicksand". It's a magical moment, most of the players have no clue what quicksand has to do with anything, but the definition is life changing, quicksand is the fear that one you mess up everything starts to sink and there's nothing you can do about it!

I've been there, times in my life when I felt as if nothing worked right for me, that everything I tried failed or was going to fail, that the relationships I was in were destined for destruction, just because of a bump in the road. When you step into a quicksand mode your entire identity begins to change, your thoughts become consumed with what you think is happening rather than what actually is happening...you begin to sink and the only thing that can stop the sinking is you!

Jesus said we are to build our lives on a rock, upon a foundation of reality and truth. "These words that I speak to you are not incidental additions to your life, homeowner improvements to your standard of living. They are foundational words, words to build your life on. If you work these words into your life, you are like a smart carpenter who built his house on solid rock. Rain poured down, the river flooded, a tornado hit---but nothing moved that house. It was fixed to the rock. (Matthew 7:24,25 The Message)

If you look at our world it appears to be sinking, if we're not careful we started preparing for the worst, all the while God invites us to trust Him and to know in our hearts that nothing can move us if we're built upon Him!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2972274594319192394?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2972274594319192394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2972274594319192394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2972274594319192394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2972274594319192394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/quicksand-in-movie-replacements-coach.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8958138120197900703</id><published>2008-06-16T13:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:57:30.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keeping It Simple

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I consider myself a revivalist/evangelist, the calling on my life is proclaim and to convince, to share the love of God, to defend the Word of God, and to proclaim the revelation of God. It is my earnest desire to fulfill that call through preaching/teaching/ prophesying and walking it out in my daily life.

One of the things that I see in the body of Christ is this deep compulsion for something new and deep, this addiction to reaching beyond what we have and the acceptance what we don't, regardless of what it is and where it came from...we love to be confounded it seems! Yet, the scripture says that God has chosen the simple things to confound the wise. It's OK with me to not have it all figured out yet, there is much more to God than I have discovered and the journey is exciting, revelation is progressive, we see in part and we prophesy in part, I truly believe there is more to come...But I don't believe that it has to be so deep that I don't get it...am I wrong?

Part of my responsibility is to meet and touch people where they are and lead them to where they're going. Notice the ministry of Jesus, He touched people where they were and told them where they should go, He always kept something in front of them, never asking them to return to their past!  read the blog of a friend of mine this week, she shares her journey to a revival taking place in Florida, one her observations was that in all of it's glamor and glory, there was always a reference to experiencing what someone in the past experienced...Jesus called us to put our hand to the plow and not look back, He reminded us of Lot's wife who was turned into a pillar of salt...she looked back. In the simplicity of the gospel we find that God loves us, that He cares about us, that He invites us to more, He reminds us that there are deeper waters for us to swim in, but in all of that it is simple to be a part of...just ask, believe, and receive!

Serving God ought to be simple, life is difficult enough without needing a college degree to serve God...Deep things are usually simple things, they're just deep because they call us out of our comfort zones and into places we have been afraid to go...I want to go there, it's really that simple!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8958138120197900703?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8958138120197900703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8958138120197900703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8958138120197900703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8958138120197900703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/keeping-it-simple-i-consider-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7311377605585944347</id><published>2008-06-08T16:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:06:34.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intense Hunger

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Several years ago I fasted for a thirty day period, it was a directive from the Lord, I share this not to boast but to create a reference point for my thought. During the first week or so I was extremely hungry, I looked up recipes and made mental lists of places I would eat when my fast ended. After a week I was no longer hungry, my body no longer needed food, the next event was the battle of my mind, my body said it was satisfied, my mind went everywhere...and then it was over...I could sit with you while you were eating and not be bothered at all...I understand hunger and I also understand getting past hunger to the point of denying my need.

Today I am hungry, I am hungry for the Lord, hungry to impact the lives of people, to make a difference in the lives of others. Our world is struggling, the earth is groaning, waiting for the sons of God to arise and to express the greatness of God. Gas prices, job insecurity, higher costs of living, and a myriad of things plague the minds of men and women, we're all wondering what comes next...And we, the followers of Jesus Christ have the answer! I find myself with a missional view of what the church ought to be, that our call is to make disciples, to create atmospheres of learning, not just to find people that make confessions, conversion must go beyond confession, our words must evolve into actions!

I recognize that if I'm not careful I will become numb to my hunger, push past it, convince myself I'm doing enough, and hide in my comfort zone...The question, how can I make a difference...today?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7311377605585944347?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7311377605585944347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7311377605585944347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7311377605585944347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7311377605585944347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/intense-hunger-several-years-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5308230619400669684</id><published>2008-06-04T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:14:41.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bugzrule.com/resources/spiders-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://bugzrule.com/resources/spiders-web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiders On The Field

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most preachers I know get their sermon material from the Bible, current events, sermons.com, some place spiritual...I get all worked up from spiritual movies...like Hook, or Remember The Titans, stuff that is filled with destiny, stories that remind us that we can overcome anything and that we really are on a journey, we're going somewhere!

Saturday I was watching the movie "The Replacements", the story of a replacement team for the Washington Sentinels. There's a scene where the coach has gathered the team together in the locker room, telling them that in order to be leaders they must confront their greatest fears, he then asked them what they fear the most...the reply...Spiders! The coach says, "No, I mean on the field!" The players respond, "They're spiders on the field?"

The players may have missed the point, but I didn't! Spiders are some of the most useless and irritating insects on the face of the earth. I haven't figured out what their purpose is, but what I do know is that intimidate, their eight eyes looking at you, their ugly bodies and those nasty webs they spin...and they crawl on you, if you step into a web you feel like you never get all of it off of you, and if you see a spider always feel like he's crawling on you...Nasty is what they are! Spiders build webs for the sole purpose of trapping their prey, laying wait for them to become ensnared so they can eat them.

I think we all have spiders in our lives, things that seek to trap us, to deceive us, to intimidate us, and to eat us. The key is discerning them, knowing what our spiders are, avoiding their traps, and learning to confront and defeat them before they devour us.

Recently a big spider was scurrying across our sidewalk, I saw him and without a second thought stepped on him, he was tough and crawled out from beneath my shoe, but I got him, and the second time there was no leaving...That's how we have to be with the spiders of our lives, leave no room for a return visit!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5308230619400669684?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5308230619400669684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5308230619400669684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5308230619400669684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5308230619400669684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/06/spiders-on-field-most-preachers-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1153560651620889494</id><published>2008-05-26T11:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:03:03.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://onemansblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/bds-mongolian-grill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://onemansblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/bds-mongolian-grill.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Day Off Plan

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I was a kid there was a record of Cheech and Chong called "Sister Mary Elephant", a Catholic nun teaching school who asked a student to tell what he did over summer vacation, his summer routine was so boring that the nun screamed at the top of her lungs..."Shut Up!"  My day off today may cause some to scream the same, but I'm loving it!

Slept in till 8:10 this morning, checked emails and have been watching NCIS and Law &amp;amp; Order all morning. Haven't showered or gotten dressed yet, my intention is to eventually make it up and take the family to Lakeland, see Indiana Jones, eat at BD's Mongolian Grill and drink some Starbuck's!

I am thankful for those who have served and are serving for our countries freedom, I value and appreciate their willingness to protect me with their lives!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-1153560651620889494?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1153560651620889494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=1153560651620889494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1153560651620889494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1153560651620889494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-day-off-plan-when-i-was-kid-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7117534091893813317</id><published>2008-05-22T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:10:04.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Attitude Toward The End&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;

Take a look at any newspaper, listen to any radio or  television station, check your email or just talk with your friends and you will  quickly find that people truly believe that we are living in the End Times.  Certain current events seem to line up with prophetic scriptures that indicate  that we are experiencing the birth pains that will bring about the end of the  end times and return of the Lord Jesus Christ. Open your newspaper and you feel  as if you are reading Matthew 24, earthquakes in strange places...Mt. Carmel,  IL, who would have ever thought, cyclones in Myramar, drought and famine, wars  and rumors of war...just this week one of the AM radio talk shows was predicting  that our president will attack Iran before the end of his presidency, and the  list goes on and on and on!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Believe me when I tell I'm not a doomsday prophet, I'm not  about to scream &lt;strong&gt;"The Sky Is Falling!"&lt;/strong&gt;, I am telling you that  the earth is waiting for the people of God to arise to the occasion and become  the light and salt God has always intended for us to be! I submit that this is  the time to define ourselves, to come out of our comfort zones, the safety of  religion and to allow the life of God to manifest through us in the  marketplace!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;People in religious circles are consumed with the concept of  a last day revival, waiting for spiritual explosion that will cover the earth  with the glory of God... I believe that  God is already here and that He is  already moving, and that He is saving the best for last...but it won't be like  we've experienced before and it won't be what we thought...it will be all God,  and it will come through men and women who are willing witnesses of God's  grace!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Think about this, God may have placed you in your job just to  win one person, He may have created a table in a wilderness and is using you as  the saltshaker that is going to effect an entire community of people. The last  revival is not about the religious, it's about the lost, the broken, and the  hurting...it's about being the church not just doing church...the more we pour  out, the more He will pour in!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Apostle Peter said that seeing that all these things must  be dissolved what manner of persons we should be! Our attitude of these end  times should be one of looking, listening, loving, and leaving: Looking for  opportunities to minister while looking for the coming of Christ, listening to  His instruction, loving God with everything that is within us and loving others  as we love ourselves, and leaving our comfort zones and preparing to leave this  world.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is not a time for fear or panic, this is the perfect  time for outpouring and the opportunity for ministry!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just Thinking Out Loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7117534091893813317?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7117534091893813317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7117534091893813317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7117534091893813317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7117534091893813317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-attitude-toward-end-take-look-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-212843264456516338</id><published>2008-05-16T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:24:27.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ortzion.org/KisumuAerial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ortzion.org/KisumuAerial.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kisumu&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the first of the year our senior pastor spoke prophetically to me that he believed that 2008 was going to be a huge year in our ministry. At the time it wasn't clear as to what all that meant, but I believe part of that is coming to pass this fall. We have been planning a trip to Kenya in September, trying to get dates set, tickets priced and ready for purchase, deciding who is or isn't going, all the normal procedures for a trip of this size. Wednesday I opened on of my email accounts to find an email from my friend Peter Franz, Peter is a German born evangelist who resides in Kenya, God has used him all over Africa to spread the gospel, he travels extensively through Kenya and into the Sudan conducting crusades, showing the Jesus video and discipling pastors to minister to their communities. This week Peter invited me to come be the morning speaker in a large outdoor crusade in Kisumu, this is the third largest city in Kenya, the home town of Kenya's new Prime Minister...I am honored and elated! To be able to travel around the world and share the gospel, to have the opportunity to share with and pour into the lives of ministers that will in turn change a nation is a dream come true! My greatest passion is sharing the Word of God, it is being a pastor, and I am completely consumed with Kenya...it is my second home!

Presently I am working on taking a friend with me and working out the logistics, you know, getting the dates together, figuring out how I'm going to pay for the trip, how long we're going to be gone and where else we'll travel while there. Pray for us, ask the Lord to give us direction and to provide the necessary funds...ask God to give me the right words, to give us souls, and that Kenya will be changed for the glory of God!

September just can't come soon enough...I can't wait!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Borders Are Enlarging!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2004 I received the invitation to travel Kenya with Pastors Mike and Tena Sloan, while there God birthed a love in my heart and spirit for that country, a country I now consider home. In 2004 I also resigned my church and traveled to Florida to become the associate pastor to Pastor Sloan, and have since traveled twice a year to Kenya, seven times I have gone to that most phenomenal part of the world, the Kenyans call me Waumbua, which means rain!

Today I received an invitation from my evangelist friend Peter Franz, a German born evangelist who travels throughout Africa, lives in Kenya, ministers in the Sudan, and is well known throughout the country...He has invited me to be the morning speaker in a large outdoor crusade in Kisumu, the third largest city in Kenya, a population of over 335,000 people...can you believe it...they want me!

Last March I was speaking in a conference in Eldoret, Kenya for Bishop George Gichana, the theme of the conference came from Isaiah 54:2,3: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Enlarge the place of your tent, And let them stretch out the curtains of your dwellings; do not spare; lengthen your cords, And strengthen your stakes. For you shall expand to the right and to the left, And your descendants will inherit the nations, And make the desolate cities inhabited."

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Little did I know that God would fulfill this word in my life in this manner. As I write these words I am reminded of two things the Holy Spirit has spoken into my life through my pastor: 1) That 2008 will be a year when something large happens in my ministry; 2) That what God starts in me He will continue and finish through my daughter Kaitlin...I am humbled and honored. I am unsure why God would choose to use me in such a manner, I feel so unworthy and worthless, but am so thankful that He would send me to the nations of the earth to tell others of His love and power!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3136028347664823588?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3136028347664823588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3136028347664823588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3136028347664823588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3136028347664823588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-borders-are-enlarging-in-2004-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1302463010141946308</id><published>2008-05-09T11:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T11:19:58.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="dNDeCd HNy1cb" idlink=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="1f0q" class="ArwC7c ckChnd"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sifting...Shifting...Shaking...Saving&lt;/span&gt;
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I read the blog of a friend this week who truly believes the Lord has spoken to him through a recent earthquake in his area. Perhaps you remember a few weeks ago when a 6.5 earthquake took place in Southern Illinois, shaking the area to the point it was felt in Indiana, Kentucky, and Missouri. My pastor friend stated that he felt the Holy Spirit sharing with him that this earthquake was a prophetic indication of the movement of the Holy Spirit taking place in the earth, of a revival about to take place in certain regions of America.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I read his words I was reminded of somethings I believe the Holy Spirit has been dropping into my spirit, renewal, revival, and restoration are a vital part of the journey, life is a journey and we must remain refreshed if we are going to be effective in the Kingdom. But revival as we have pictured it, or better yet, as we have known it, may not be the way it comes...God is looking for people that will build on the foundation of yesterday, a tried and true foundation, allow today to be the best days of our lives and ministries, and that will prepare for the future by sowing our very best into the upcoming generation.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;From a prophetic eye I see the Lord doing four things: 1) Sifting-To sift is to separate, God separates us from those things that hinder our progress, we separate ourselves from those people and things that disqualify us. Jesus reminded Peter that the dark one would like to sift him like wheat, the enemy of our souls would like nothing more than to cause our loyalties to be divided. Jesus also sifts us, He allows us to go through the strains of life in order that we may be pure in heart, motive, and worship. 2) Shifting-To shift is to adjust, to move gradually, to bring about necessary change. The Body of Christ is in a season of shifting, a time when we must discern who we are, where we are, what we are, and where we're going. It requires our willingness to keep up with God, to move with Him, rather than Him moving with us...everything this is perfect in His time...We are in a prophetic cycle and season...things are shifting. 3) Shaking-The writer of Hebrews speaks of a time when things will be shaken, a time when things movable will be moved and things unmovable will remain. We must not be easily shaken, disillusionment cannot be allowed to enter our spirits...Our eyes must remain focused, fixed on the prize, and we must move forward with a relentless, risk taking faith! 4) Saving-The Bible says that during the time of the Flood, when God rained judgment on the earth, that He saved righteous Noah. Everything about God is redemptive and restorative...It was God who said, "I make all things new!" He said, "I will do a new thing, even causing water and plant life to rise in desert places!"  There is a cautiousness is the hearts of people these days, they are wondering how it's all going to turn out...I have the answer, it will work out just like God planned it, His thoughts toward you are good, of hope and of a future! God doesn't want to destroy you, kill you, wipe you out...No, He wants to raise you up as an army, as kings and priests in the earth, people who have been tried by fire and come out like gold...He will save us in the hour of temptation!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Be encouraged and look for the Lord to arrive in your lives, to step into your situations, and to use you to impact the lives of those around you. As you pour yourselves out into the lives of others, God will pour Himself into you!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just Thinking Out Loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-1302463010141946308?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1302463010141946308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=1302463010141946308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1302463010141946308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1302463010141946308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/05/sifting.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-9212228176344122525</id><published>2008-05-04T16:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:15:32.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.soulsanctuary.ca/Musing%20Images/human_dreams2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.soulsanctuary.ca/Musing%20Images/human_dreams2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do You Ever Stop Dreaming?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Langston Hughes, the great poet, once said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"That a man without a dream is like a bird with a broken wing, he cannot fly!"

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Does there ever come a point in our lives when we cease to dream? Do we ever mature to the point that we no longer see the need to dream? Can we ever expand ourselves or our horizons to the point that we settle for what we have and accept our present reality? Are our dreams simply unrealistic figments of a dissatisfied imagination?

I began ministry when I was 16 years old, I was going to win the world! Off to Bible College to learn Greek and Hebrew, memorize the Bible, and to pastor a huge denominational church and more! As a college student on summer break I work in the stockroom of Furnas Electric in West Chicago, IL., it was the most boring job in the world, for hours I would stand there working, daydreaming about preaching and ministering, seeing myself as a denominational leader, preaching meetings where multitudes were saved and delivered, filled with the power of the Holy Spirit, falling under God's power at the wave of my hand...then as I aged I dreamed of pastoring multi-ethnic churches, places where walls and barriers were broken down, where the multitudes were won, and people came to the house of the Lord and were changed. Dynamic worship, relevant programs, and heart felt fellowship prevailed, I saw churches where the Word of God was enacted on a daily basis, and the church grew daily, just like in the Book of Acts!

Twenty-nine years have now passed since those initial dreams: I'm not a denominational leader, in fact, I'm not a senior pastor, but I still dream! I see my children growing up in the fear of the Lord, my daughters dancing before God and touching the hearts of those around them. I listen to my sixteen year old daughter Kaitlin, who with passion declares that she will make a difference in the life of a people, I see eight year old Madison, who knows what life holds for her, but I know she loves Jesus and will express the Kingdom of God in a future generation. I listen to my wife worship, I watch her worship with abandon, no fear of what men say or think, and I know the hand of the Lord is upon her!

Me, I understand that dreams are what keep us in the journey, that before you can kill the dream you have to kill the dreamer! I dream of Africa, of the glory of the Lord being released upon the earth, of the people of Kenya prospering and overcoming political upheaval and financial oppression. I see a nation in revival, souls being won to the Kingdom and life increasing for them...not an American increase, but the increase that God has desired to create in their land. And I still see the multitudes worshiping freely, the glory of God flowing, souls saved, bodies healed, hearts and lives changed, churches growing, flesh dying, and ministry happening...the difference is today I'm not the one being seen...I'm just a voice...and a dreamer!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-9212228176344122525?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/9212228176344122525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=9212228176344122525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/9212228176344122525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/9212228176344122525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-you-ever-stop-dreaming-langston.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-337040532515741163</id><published>2008-04-27T22:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:00:16.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thepracticeofleadership.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/windowslivewritercreatingacompellingvision-81a8vision-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.thepracticeofleadership.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/windowslivewritercreatingacompellingvision-81a8vision-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is Vision Enough?&lt;/span&gt;
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We talk a lot about vision in Christian circles, often quoting the scripture in Proverbs that says without vision, or without revelation, people castoff restraint...they perish. Vision statements are created, mission statements are developed, so we can say what we see and do what we say. I love talking vision, seeing things, and I believe in the power of vision...In fact, I am convinced that you should have a vision for every area of your life! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Do you have a vision for your personal life and ministry? What about for your family or job? When you close your eyes what do you see? And can you see beyond where you are to where you can be?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The real question is not "do you have a vision?", rather it is is vision enough, will being filled with inner sight and the conviction that this is your God given dream cause your vision to become a reality?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Think about the great dreamers in history, they all saw something, and they all did something to make it happen! Read the words of Jesus in Matthew 9, He saw people as shepherdless sheep, and then He set out to change things.  Moses led an entire nation into freedom because he saw into the invisible realm, in his spirit he saw God, and acted on what God told him. Abraham became the father of nations simply because he was willing to leave his comfort zone and walk toward the promised land. What about Joseph who had such a powerful dream that accusation and prison could not stop him. Then there's the Apostle Paul who did not allow the storm to get inside of him and believed that whatever God told him would be exactly how it would be...so he walked out the Word!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Vision enables us not only to see but to become, it provides insight and revelation, uncovering the hidden desire of God and ourselves, helping us to see beyond the present and to release our creative gifts. Mission speaks of how  we accomplish our vision, what are we willing to do to make it happen, do we have what it takes to become the vision?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This evening while watching Extreme Home Makeover there was a family who had moved from a beautiful, safe neighborhood to a gang infested, neighborhood where drugs were sold, the children went to sleep to the sound of gunfire.Why? They had a vision of making a difference in the lives of others and they became the vision!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;What's your vision? What steps are you taking to make it become a reality? It's going to be worth the struggle!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just Thinking Out Loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-337040532515741163?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/337040532515741163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=337040532515741163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/337040532515741163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/337040532515741163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-vision-enough-we-talk-lot-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1935340331922994030</id><published>2008-04-26T18:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:30:41.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.findhealer.com/glossary/images/gout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.findhealer.com/glossary/images/gout.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gout

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Thursday I woke up with a sore toe, not a big deal, has happened before...but never like what it has become...Gout! By Saturday it was swollen and hard to walk on, immediately I went to my doctor...webmed.com...where I began to analyze the situation and discover that indeed I did have all the symptoms of gout, and according to the internet I could cure with natural remedies...yeah right!

I began the long and arduous journey of eat cherries and strawberries, drinking apple cider vinegar, cranberry juice, pomgranite/cherry juice, bottle after bottle of water, and eating ibuprofin like pez tablets...By this past Wednesday I thought it was better, when I awakened Thursday I realized I was wrong...it was worse!

Today I broke down and went to the doctor, a three hour journey, they couldn't verify my insurance because Aetna was closed, I offered to pay cash, they weren't sure they could do that, then they could...only 20 bucks! Then it was check the vitals and send me back out to wait, in the middle of all of this I sat next to an older lady who noticed my Big Dog shirt and wanted to know if I had a big dog, I explained it was a brand, she began to talk dogs with me, I informed her we have one that I hate, hoping this would end the discussion...it didn't.

The doctor wasn't overly friendly, don't think he liked the fact that I self diagnosed and was correct...I love it when I'm right!

There's a spiritual lesson or two here, I'm not sure what they are yet, though I must admit that I continue to believe that God heals, wish He would have done it without the doctor, but He uses them too. Besides, my visit to his office cost me 20.00 and my three meds only cost 20.00, so I have been blessed and am not going to have a crisis of faith over my toe!

Storms are natural part of life, even small ones, the key is not allowing the storm to get inside of you!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrong One This Time

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have been a fairly avid American Idol fan for several years now, but that is beginning to wane as this program is becoming more of a popularity contest than singing contest. Now, I also realize that we're all entitled to our own opinion and can enjoy and vote for whoever we wish...But I'm telling you the wrong person went home last night!

Carly Smithson probably wouldn't have won Idol, but Jason Castro and Brooke White most certainly are not better or even in the same class. Jason is kind of goofy, and Brooke just can't sing, so how are they remaining? This inquiring mind wants to know?

Call me Simon if you will...I just don't get it!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't You Want To Be Brave?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My last few blogs have been about my daughter and some of them quite silly, and though it is my blog, I wanted to let people know I do have other things to say, but I love my family, my kids are the joy of my life...so I'm sure talking and writing about them is far from over!

I want to be brave. I have lived for years with insecurities that at times stifle if not snuff out my creativity and ability to step outside the box. I've never been one to live within the confines of others boxes, always wanted to march to a different drummer, believe that while God despises rebellion, He loves radical, after all, Jesus wasn't a conformist, He was a trail blazer. I want to be brave!

I admire those people who are willing to go where they've never gone before, do what they've never done before, and that throw caution to the wind. Lindsey Humphries is a ten year old that attends our church and school, she went snowboarding this year, I would have worried about breaking my leg. Or what about the people in Tibet, who are unwilling to allow a super power over take them, so they march, fight back, and stand...being brave isn't always about movement, sometimes it's about taking a stand for what you believe and doing what you feel is right!

To be brave often requires going against the grain, living beyond the status quo, and saying things that aren't readily understood. Being brave requires vision and listening to the inner voice, having a conscience that isn't framed by what is popular at the moment, but one that may be popular after you have been brave enough to speak what is in your heart...And if it never becomes popular and politically correct it's ok, that wasn't your purpose in the first place!

I want to be brave when it counts, when I know that it will make a difference in someone else's life, when it is an act of obedience to God, and when the only payment I receive is the knowledge that I did what I saw and heard in my spirit and when the day is done God says...You did good!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me, Kaitlin, and Miami Ink

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As long as Kaitlin is alive I will never die, she is the absolute image of me in the female species. Her facial expressions, attitude, sarcasm, everything...she is me! Although she does have her own thoughts, ambitions, and ways of doing things...Like her latest idea...are you ready for this?

We've been discussing going to Ft. Lauderdale for vacation this year, so she has decided that the two of us need to venture on down to Miami and get tattoo's at the infamous Miami Ink. Now, I don't think there is anything wrong with having a tattoo, as long as it's something decent, in the right place and done with clean needles...but can you see me with a tattoo? Kaitlin says she's going to be an attorney, I told her she would have to have her tattoo where clients couldn't see it, she said it would be small and on her back along the waist line, I said when she gets old and it droops it will be below her butt where no one will want to see it!

Monday we went to Cocoa Beach for a couple days and we both got these temporary tattoo's, the same one, a Chinese symbol for peace, mine is on my shoulder where no one can see it, hers is on her belly where no one better see it!

I know this child of mine is going places and I truly believe the Lord is going to use her, but I'm beginning to believe she will be the pastor and attorney for a tattoo parlor...At least I can get one free...Not!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids, Kats, &amp;amp; The Kingdom

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been in a mood for several days, I think I'm going through man-o-pause, or at least that's the excuse I'm giving today! During this past week I've been observing some things, especially in my own home:

1. My kids are great kids! They're not perfect, but they're great and they're hilarious. Our oldest daughter played a drunk in the church Christmas play, and in the Easter program she played a prostitute...her response: "Great, I've gone from a drunk to a whore!"  Her eight year old sisters response: "What's a whore?"

Both of our girls are excellent students, love God and love going to church, they have oodles of friends and I'm glad we've got them...Their innocence amazes me, being raised in a pastors home they have seen and heard many things, some I would have preferred they hadn't seen and heard, yet I don't hear them complaining about the church and ministry...they're wonderful!

2. Kats

We have this six month old kitten I call satan! He's cute, makes you believe he understands what you're saying, and does exactly what he wants to do! He nearly jumps in the bathtub with you, licks the water in the shower floor when you get out, will bite you in a heart beat and chases the baby when she walks through the room. He attacks the dog and eats his food, paws and purrs on the blanket in my wife's chair and thinks the world belongs to him!

3. The Kingdom

Jesus said that unless we become as children we cannot enter the Kingdom of God, the innocence of a child, the simple ability to believe and act upon what we've been told, that's what Jesus is looking for. He also looks for some of those traits my cat has, oblivious to what's going on around him, he has a focus I can't come close to having. I want to enter the Kingdom, to be a part of God's plan for humanity, but sometimes I get off focus, am easily distracted and sometimes detoured, unlike my cat who will will go right back where you found him and avoid you at any cost...I find that people often loose their way, thank God for a seeking Saviour!

Kids, kats, and the Kingdom, I guess we can learn from them all!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2096149346487955643?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2096149346487955643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2096149346487955643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2096149346487955643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2096149346487955643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/04/kids-kats-kingdom-i-have-been-in-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/R_Zty4gp65I/AAAAAAAAADI/ECSQ2SKTZXs/s72-c/l_91e49e24f09f23476fa2c9a94f8b9d37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6592897054317703112</id><published>2008-04-01T14:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:54:22.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Respect



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When I was a kid there was a song that has now become famous called, "Respect" All I want the singer said is a little respect, she spelled it out and said find out what it means to me!

We all want respect...don't we? The Bible says we should honor those that labor among us, give honor to them whom honor is due, submit to those in authority, and the list goes on and on..Respect is an important aspect of our lives. Let me share some thoughts of my own concerning respect:

1. Respect is not one sided

If I want respect I must show respect. It is important that we respect one another, and some of this comes from developing the ability to understand, not analyze, but knowing where we are all coming from.

2. Respect is expected

Your position does demand a certain amount of respect, we should honor one another and respect those over us if we desire those under us to respect us.

3. Respect is earned...not demanded

We earn respect by relationship. While my position may expect respect, my relationship with others, the integrity we walk in, the manner in which we conduct ourselves, and the words that we speak develop a sense of honor and respect among those we have relationship with.

4. Respect can be created

Respect has an atmosphere, it can be created when we determine to walk uprightly, treat each other fairly, learn to look for opportunities to connect with others, to listen and learn from people and situations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6592897054317703112?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6592897054317703112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6592897054317703112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6592897054317703112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6592897054317703112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/04/respect-i-shared-this-with-our-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3863150181948156853</id><published>2008-03-27T10:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:54:01.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Can I Make A Difference?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday evening our oldest daughter came home a little late from dance practice at church, when asked why she said that she was discussing with her youth pastor her desire to make a difference in the lives of others. "I want to impact people, I want to do something that will help change their lives!"

Her words have echoed in my mind ever since she spoke them, she spoke of wanting to fulfill her dream of becoming a lawyer, of fulfilling the prophetic voices spoken over her that she will speak the Word of God, and in fact, that she will finish what I have started! She said, " I wanted to take what has been spoken over me and incorporate it with my career so that I can make a difference in others!"

I'm proud of Kaitlin so I don't apologize for quoting so much of what she said, but her words also express the sentiment of my heart. How can I make a difference in others? What do I have to offer that others need and how can I impart for impact? I love to go online to freerice.com and give grains of rice to hungry people, I don't mind doing walks for some charity, but how can I change the climate of the world I'm presently living in? What is that I personally can do?

I'm a preacher, a communicator of truth, but preaching alone isn't going to change the world, we need to impact people spirit, soul, and body...Touching every area of their lives in a real and relevant manner....Would somebody tell me...How Can I Make A Difference?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3863150181948156853?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3863150181948156853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3863150181948156853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3863150181948156853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3863150181948156853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-can-i-make-difference-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8338717707925393503</id><published>2008-03-25T16:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:09:38.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worshiploops.com/store/images/mediashoutbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.worshiploops.com/store/images/mediashoutbox.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting Over

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week was one of the most trying weeks of my life, it shouldn't have been, but it was. I was asked to assist with the video projection portion of our Easter Program, an easy feat, or so I thought. On Tuesday I went to the video room inserted the DVD only to find that the video was awesome but the audio reeked, it skipped like an old record. I called Media Shout, downloaded files, updated drivers, defragmented hard drives, nothing would work. For three days I did everything I knew to do,to say that I was stressed is an understatement, finally I took the Dell laptop to a Computer guy, of course it's out of warranty, so I used a local repair guy that ended up reformatting the hard drive...not in time for the program, of course! I connected my fairly new laptop, complete with Vista, did I mention how much I hate Vista? It skipped too, I finally ended up using someone else older Dell, complete with XP and I called the maker of the DVD and they sent me the files I needed, which were quickly downloaded and instantly worked and our program was a great success...Certainly not because of me, but including my part.

Now that you've read all this seemingly useless information, here's what I wanted to get to. With the reformatting of the hard drive there now had to be a new installation of the programs, including Media Shout which we use for video display, today I began the arduous process of reentering all of our songs. It's not hard, just time consuming, and here's the interesting thing, I get to enter what I want, what we need, what we use...I had to start over!

Life is this huge continuous process, a process that takes us many places, allows us to meet many people and to experience many things. Sometimes life gets messy, like when the sheep in our Easter program pooped all over the place, little poop pellets covered the front of the sanctuary, I have to admit sometimes my life leaves little poop pellets all over the place, or others make deposits in my life that I would rather not be subjected to, but I am.

The awesome thing about walking with God is we get to start over some times, He allows us not to go back, but to begin again right where we, in doing so we omit things that we don't need, submit things that we do, and admit that we messed up...it's a powerful thing, it's also painful and takes time, but don't good things come to those wait?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8338717707925393503?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8338717707925393503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8338717707925393503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8338717707925393503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8338717707925393503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/03/starting-over-last-week-was-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6760455805236789210</id><published>2008-03-20T20:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:01:59.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bostonbasketcases.com/images/products/products-450/Kids-Boxsha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bostonbasketcases.com/images/products/products-450/Kids-Boxsha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jelly Beans &amp;amp; Crayons

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's what church should look and taste like! Jelly Beans come in many colors and create a variety of tastes. Crayons, the big box, has so many colors you can color anything and everything, you can even make up colors...shouldn't the Body of Christ be colorful and full of flavor?

One of the things I love about living in Florida is the multitude of races, in our church we have Black, Hispanic, Native Indian, Caribbean,  people that are mixed with various blood lines, people who don't know what they are...they're just people, and they are loved by the Lord...I can't imagine going to a church or living in an area where there is only one race that is prominent, Christ has redeemed us from every tongue, tribe, and nation and made us one!

I think it's a sad thing when we can go to school, work, and Wal-Mart with people from every race, but not to church. It has always been my dream to pastor a large congregation with multitudes of people from every walk of life...Jelly Beans &amp;amp; Crayons...that's what I think!
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure if it's old age, sleep apnea, a spiritual attack, or just a phase I'm going through, or maybe a combination of it all, but I am worn out! Last night I went to bed at 9:30, was asleep by 10:15, got up once in the middle of the night, and again at 6:45 am, which is fairly normal for me, but  was exhausted after all that sleep.

I'm reminded that the scripture says that the job of the enemy is to wear out the saints, I don't want to over spiritualize anything, I'm not that spiritual, neither do I want to give the enemy much credit, but I'm tired and can't seem to get rested up. My friend and pastor says he's feeling the same and mentioned getting B-12 shots, but they give you those in the butt and from what I hear they really hurt...I'm not going that route! Perhaps I need to double my daily vitamin and see what that will do...maybe it's time to admit it...I'm getting old!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dressing Room&lt;/span&gt;
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Last night my wife and I went out on a date, enjoy some wonderful New York Strip Steaks at Sam Seltzer's in Brandon, FL and a trip through the mall. We were shopping in JC Penny and she wanted to try some stuff on, I saw one of the dressing rooms had a chair in it, so when she enter I went with her, talked to her while she was trying clothes on!

All of a sudden I heard a woman saying, "Is that a man's voice?" Julie started trying to shush me up, but it didn't work, I wasn't that loud it was just that quiet...so I answered back, "Yeah, but I can't see you!" Not a another word was spoken, I got out of there without seeing anything I shouldn't see and my wife got a new blouse...good deal huh?

Today I flew into Chicago, leaving 70 degree weather to enjoy 28 degree weather. I've already eaten Italian Beef at Portillo's, a Turtle Sundae from Culver's, and Chicago Pizza from Locano's in Kankakee...another step in eating my way through town!

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-1347404378389917095?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1347404378389917095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=1347404378389917095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1347404378389917095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1347404378389917095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/03/dressing-room-last-night-my-wife-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-6865264226827300243</id><published>2008-02-28T11:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T11:37:49.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 2nd Wave Is Coming!&lt;/span&gt;
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Our church has just concluded a phenomenal series of revival meetings! It
would be quite difficult to put all that God began into words, it would
most certainly involve many adjectives, and take several pages, and then it
would only describe the perspective of what can be visibly seen, not those
things taking place internally. Did I tell you this has been a phenomenal
meeting?

If I were to try to share my thoughts and the things that caught my
attention and to place them in a nutshell I would have to say that I have
captured three things: 1) The enemy would like to kill the dream, but to do
so he would have to kill the dreamer...and he doesn't have that power or
authority; 2) Life will seek to steal our praise, when we lose our praise
we lose our passion, when we lose our passion we lose our power, when we
lose our power we open the door for the enemies of our souls to take us
out; 3) There is a 2nd wave of revival coming and it will be greater than
the first!

I am an avid movie fan, love new and exciting movies, but I've noticed
that usually when a movie goes over well and the producers decided to
create a sequel, that the sequel usually isn't as good as the first. For
some reason something is usually lost, it's dull, lacks creativity, it
fails to have a wow factor, and if the second works, the third in the
series rarely has what it takes to draw my attention and cause me to want
to take notice of it.

When God does something, He does it big and He does it right. He has the
uncanny ability to make all things new, even when it looks outwardly like
it's all over. I get this picture in my mind of Genesis 1, when the
scripture says the world was without form and void, in the original Hebrew
text it says that the world was a chaotic mess, but God spoke into the mess
and created a beautiful new world.

Take a trip through the scripture and you consistently find God walking
into the middle of messes and restoring them, releasing His glory into the
lives of broken people, healing hurts, restoring loss, and mending things
that have been ripped apart....And then He speaks with a commanding
resolve: "The Glory of the Latter House shall be Greater than the Former
House!"

The 2nd wave is coming, another opportunity for God to work in your heart
and life, don't allow what you see presently to deter you from what is to
come! Jesus went to a wedding, they ran out of wine...and Jesus showed up
and showed out, the governor of the feast said, "You have saved the best
until the last!"

Somehow I believe that's exactly what God is doing right now, it may not
look like we thought it would, may not come the way that we planned, but
God is on the move and the best is yet to come!
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Get Ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-6865264226827300243?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/6865264226827300243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=6865264226827300243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6865264226827300243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/6865264226827300243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/02/2nd-wave-is-coming-our-church-has-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1231178924130248898</id><published>2008-02-23T15:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:51:25.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://britainandamerica.typepad.com/britain_and_america/images/2007/11/27/obama_as_superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://britainandamerica.typepad.com/britain_and_america/images/2007/11/27/obama_as_superman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change You Can Believe In

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The  theme of Barrak  Obama is  that he is advocating change we can believe in,  seeing that the majority of Americans agree that we need change, he theme is quite appealing...my question is what are the changes we need and what will he do to make it happen?

I say this  with  a great of respect, with grave concern, and with a  spiritual  side of me raging to get out. We all want change of some type at some time in our lives. In fact, change is a necessity if we are to progress in life, whether it be  physical, financial , or spiritual. We all change, I see more fat and more gray hair each day, I didn't ask for them, they just arrived and now I have to deal  with it. I need  believable change, something others can see and want to follow, freshness in my life, new ideas and to be  more effective  in every aspect of my  existence...the question I face  is how do I change in a positive manner?

What is it we're looking for? Will a new president be able to accomplish this?  In our homes, churches, and  jobs, what changes need to be made, how will we make them, and how can we make them work?  Understand this, I am by no means slamming Sen. Obama, I'm simply borrowing from his campaign slogan and asking the  question, how can  change that we believe in take place? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-1231178924130248898?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1231178924130248898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=1231178924130248898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1231178924130248898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1231178924130248898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/02/change-you-can-believe-in-theme-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7976010763074640525</id><published>2008-02-19T16:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:13:49.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What If...

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In many of the circles I am involved in people are always looking for the next big event! They're praying for revival, a spiritual outpouring of unlimited measure that is going to finally, once and for all change everything and make the world a better place. It's certainly a worthy cause, one I would definitely like to see take place...but what if...

What if the outpouring is already here, lives are already being changed, needs are being met, and the revival we so desperately desire is already in the world, we just need to tap into it?

The prophet Joel talked about renewal and restoration in the final days of man upon the earth, he emphasized the outpouring of the Holy Spirit that would revolutionize mankind. Turn a few hundred years and a couple of pages from the Old Testament to the New Testament book of Acts, the Day of Pentecost to be exact...The apostle Peter is standing before the crowds, filled to the overflowing with the Holy Spirit and saying, "This is that which the prophet Joel spoke of!"

So if this was that, then has the outpouring ceased, has the Spirit stopped being poured out, or is He as the scripture seems to indicate being poured out without measure in the earth and in the lives people who are hungry and thirsty...Is it possible that issue at hand is not if the Spirit is coming, it's are we receiving, are we experiencing the fullness of the God life, are we walking in and walking out the revelation of the Holy Spirit, are we enjoying what God is offering to them that can receive Him?

It's just a thought...I want to live and walk in this that is that!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-7976010763074640525?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/7976010763074640525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=7976010763074640525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7976010763074640525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/7976010763074640525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5109052700023861066</id><published>2008-02-15T18:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:24:53.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.godembassy.org/images/ChurchShift_RED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.godembassy.org/images/ChurchShift_RED.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I'm Reading This Week&lt;/span&gt;




&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5109052700023861066?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5109052700023861066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5109052700023861066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5109052700023861066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5109052700023861066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-im-reading-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1020923841920683044</id><published>2008-02-12T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T14:07:19.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want To Live For God!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that sounds kind of strange coming from a pastor, but I really do want to love Him with my whole heart and to live for Him in a way that pleases Him and expresses to others how awesome He is. Recently I was reading a message board that is mainly comprised of denominational ministers and members, by the time I got done I was asking myself why I was in the ministry, and even further, I wondered if I had read this first would I want to be a believer?

Don't take me wrong, I well realize that there are negatives in the world, have some in my own life, being a Christian doesn't exempt us from trouble, it means we don't go through it alone, it gives us insight, wisdom, power, and direction, it really is the abundant life...not just secure death. Abundance and prosperity in life to me are having what I need to do the will of God and to become the person God sees me as. So I will have more month than money at times, get frustrated, yell at my kids, not like my job, wish I could stay home on Sunday occasionally, go anyway and worship my way through it...and at the end, I'll be alright!

When all is said and done, living with Christ is much better than living without Him, because no matter how much I screw up, and I do...too much and too often...He still loves me, lives in me, and listens...you can't go wrong with a God like that!

I really do want to live to for Him!

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-1020923841920683044?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/1020923841920683044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=1020923841920683044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1020923841920683044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/1020923841920683044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-to-live-for-god-i-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-7939920216996084420</id><published>2008-02-11T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:12:59.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Foot&lt;/span&gt;
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I was walked from my office to get my car next door this afternoon when I stepped on a broken bottle in the sand. It was one of those that was broken with a label on it, so it was flat. Looked at my shoe and there was nothing so I kept going, then I felt something, almost like stepping on a sticker, pulled off my shoe and there was a tiny shard of glass stuck in my foot...can you believe it?
I've been punctured! It didn't go through my shoe and there wasn't any sand or anything in my shoe, just that piece of glass in my foot...it can only happen to me!

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.misterpants.com/01/images/sick-foot.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.misterpants.com/01/images/sick-foot.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Monday!
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wife has the flu
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My baby is spending the night at her friends house, I miss her and she's only been gone 2hrs
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My oldest is in her room watching movies...She's driving now...a really great kid
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to Virginia next Saturday!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Happens In The End Is What Counts The Most!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our pastor shared a powerful thought during his message yesterday, he was relating life to a football game when he made the statement that the best and most important part of a football game is what takes place at the end. As I was watching the Super Bowl last night I found his words to be true, after all that was said and done, the game was decided in the last thirty-five seconds of the game, at fifty seconds the Patriots were winning and looking as if they were taking the trophy home, fifteen seconds later everything changed.

The Apostle Paul likened our walk with Christ as a race, reminding us that we all run, one wins, so we must run to win. He also reminds us not to grow weary in our well doing for we will reap if we do not lose heart. At a time when life seems to be becoming more difficult there is a tendency to relax rather than run, to grow weary in our walk rather than pushing and pressing into consistency and the greater things of life and of God.

One of the problems I see among Christians is that too often we want everything the easy way, feel like some one owes us something, that we deserve for free what others have paid for, impart something into me, but don't ask me to pay for it...I want to be blessed, close to God, to obtain His benefits and blessings, but I don't have time to be committed...can't come to church for 2-3 hours a week, though I can watch a three hour football game. This morning on CNN.Com, I watched a priest who said that there is a progressive distancing from God, he also said that the working of our enemy satan is real and effective, not because satan has more power than God, but because he is being given more space...He's getting attention!

Of late I have been dealing with the concept of relevance, of being real, of relating to people in a way that makes sense and that impacts their lives. What I realize in my heart is that I am where I want to be until I do what I need to do to get where I'm supposed to be. I know, I've said this before, but it is true, I won't get out of debt until I quit spending, won't lose weight until I change my eating habits and exercise and I won't be closer to God until I do what the Word says! Don't have to pray about it, need no further prophecies, no preacher to call me out...We have an entire book, a catalog if you will of God's words concerning our lives.

We are at the end of the race and how we run right now determines if we win or not!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our Baby Is 16 Today!

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's hard to believe, but our little girl will is 16 today! Born in Glasgow, KY, we have drug her from Kentucky to Illinois, back to Kentucky and now to Florida and she remains sane, a straight A student, on the church dance and praise team, speaks incredibly when called upon, and is a hoot to be with! Can you tell I am one proud Daddy!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-4609762203487390293?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4609762203487390293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=4609762203487390293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4609762203487390293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4609762203487390293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-baby-is-16-today-its-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3sNSafca1-U/R6He-HafY1I/AAAAAAAAADA/sGR2oXj-cYw/s72-c/l_91e49e24f09f23476fa2c9a94f8b9d37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-3285418752786693030</id><published>2008-01-29T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:53:32.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2156/1777014482_a22261ff41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2156/1777014482_a22261ff41.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opportunity To Serve

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I found this web site that gives a terrific opportunity to serve others. Go to www.freerice.com, you then click on the correct definition of a word, for every correct answer a grain of rice is given to someone in need. It's pretty cool, it's free, and it makes you think, three of my favorite things!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-3285418752786693030?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/3285418752786693030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=3285418752786693030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3285418752786693030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/3285418752786693030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/opportunity-to-serve-i-found-this-web.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2156/1777014482_a22261ff41_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-611570902151622486</id><published>2008-01-29T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:54:05.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Florida Volunteers

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to vote today, my voting precinct is in a senior adult mobile home park, on my way in a woman walking her dog, carry a baggy of poop waved at me to slow down. Once inside the average age was 70 plus, I was tempted to yell, "I Like Mike!"

And then there's the volunteers at the hospital, all with dual hearing aids and still unable to hear. My wife reminds me we will be there quicker than we think, so I need to be nice because I will want others to be nice to me when I'm that age.

Florida is a wonderful place, awesome weather and wonderful people, it is senior adult heaven, and the rest of us just have the honor of hanging out with them!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-611570902151622486?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/611570902151622486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=611570902151622486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/611570902151622486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/611570902151622486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/florida-volunteers-i-went-to-vote-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8659901555571659554</id><published>2008-01-26T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:32:28.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stephaniejolleydesigns.net/images/quote_the_secret_of_staying_young_07-1jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.stephaniejolleydesigns.net/images/quote_the_secret_of_staying_young_07-1jpeg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Progressing

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I may be going through a mid-life crisis, manopause, or preparing for a nervous breakdown, or maybe I'm just being reflective...that's my vote...I just keep asking myself and others am I relevant? Am I stuck in the mud in my lifestyle, mentality, religious views and ministry style? Have I been able to maintain relevance and not look and act like an old man trying to look and act young? Have I been able to progress in a relevant manner without loosing my true identity?

We've all seen the men and women who were aging that tried to look and act younger, I don't telling you that a 70 year old man or woman in short shorts just doesn't work. Nothing like an 80 man with an ear ring or a 85 year old woman with a tattoo....auuugh!

Certainly it is possible to progress in life, keep up to date, be who we really are, and to become who we're supposed to be...isn't it?
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8659901555571659554?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8659901555571659554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8659901555571659554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8659901555571659554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8659901555571659554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/progressing-i-may-be-going-through-mid.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-4021907866703965684</id><published>2008-01-22T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:58:06.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hprcc.unl.edu/nebraska/mp6417066ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.hprcc.unl.edu/nebraska/mp6417066ad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freezing, Family, and Fun

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in Champaign, IL this week, the coldest weekend of the year, Sunday morning it was 2 degrees when I woke up, last night and today we've gotten snow, though its now 20 degrees! But I am having a blast, I've spent time with family and friends, eaten at my favorite places and enjoyed the blessings of the Lord...What else can a man ask for!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-4021907866703965684?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/4021907866703965684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=4021907866703965684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4021907866703965684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/4021907866703965684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/freezing-family-and-fun-im-in-champaign.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-5579789604940780230</id><published>2008-01-18T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:56:19.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Neilism's On The Run


I begin revival services in about ten minutes in Alvin, IL, population 316. My grandmother pastored this church in the 1950's, I praying that my roots produce fruit.

This weekend is supposed to be the coldest weekend this year, below zero wind chills. My Florida fanny is freezing.

This week I will eat thin pizza from Monicals, Italian Beef from Niro's Gyro's, lunch at the Courier Cafe, spend time with my cousin Randy and visit friends. I will also preach for Pastor Cedric Nesbitt at the Glory Center in Champaign, IL.

My daughter Kaitlin needs a healing, she's been having daily headaches. God is able, He is faithful, and He is loving. She believes, she loves Him, and she needs Him.

I need Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-5579789604940780230?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/5579789604940780230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=5579789604940780230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5579789604940780230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/5579789604940780230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/neilisms-on-run-i-begin-revival.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-8640241804046464685</id><published>2008-01-15T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:51:58.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:5in;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\Owner\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.jpg" shapes="_x0000_i1025" height="360" width="480" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-8640241804046464685?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/8640241804046464685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=8640241804046464685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8640241804046464685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/8640241804046464685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-2711671393133913754</id><published>2008-01-14T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T10:37:24.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://realmusicpeople.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/american-idol-poster.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://realmusicpeople.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/american-idol-poster.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let The Games Begin!

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
American Idol 2008 begins this week! Now Tuesday nights will have me busy, my DVR will be in full swing with The Biggest Loser and American Idol on the same night and some of the same time!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Anxious To Matter

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's line in the movie Pearl Harbor that speaks to me, a young pilot has just arrived in London, lives are ending one after another and this young pilot who has just shown up asks the British officer to get him into a plane as quickly as possible. The officer asks him if all Yanks are as anxious  to die as he is, the young pilots rely is powerful, "No Sir, Just Anxious To Matter!"

Isn't that the quest of most? We want our lives to matter, to know that we have impacted someone's life in a positive way. I have to admit that I often wonder if I have ever made a difference in anyone or if anything I've ever done has been significant. This afternoon I was in an auto parts store where I ran into a single Dad and his son, this father reported to me of the progress his young daughter is making in school, a child that my wife taught a couple years ago, a child that goes to another school but still talks about Ms. Julie.

God has not called us to seek significance, He has called us to make a difference, if we do that we will be significant. I don't know about you, but I am anxious to matter!
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15839763-2302036703767953768?l=neilshead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/feeds/2302036703767953768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15839763&amp;postID=2302036703767953768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2302036703767953768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15839763/posts/default/2302036703767953768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neilshead.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-anxious-to-matter-theres-line-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11928147733611816932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZMqwqek6Fg/TmcsOuC9jaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y6-zajHQ-AQ/s220/36394_410845068438_633303438_4463071_1915071_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15839763.post-1894764576041178639</id><published>2008-01-11T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T16:33:39.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When You Think Of Me...Pray For Me!

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Years ago I conducted a revival for a lady pastor by the name of Evelyn Zingmark, she pastored an awesome church in Waukegan, IL. When she went there it was about to close down, at the time I was there she was averaging around 250 on Sunday mornings, one of the Sundays I was there Roland Harper of the Chicago Bears was in attendance, his wife and children attended there often.

One of my favorite memories of that meeting was at the closing of each service, when she dismissed the services she would ask the Lord to keep us in a place where He could speak to us and we could speak with Him. I will never forget those words and often think, "God, let there be people in my life that pray for me when I can't pray for myself, let there be people that You bring me to their minds, even without my knowing it, that call upon the God of heaven on my behalf, and God, let me be to others as I desire of God for myself!

So today, tomorrow, or in the future, when you think of me, pray for me!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was visiting Phil Hoover's blog this afternoon and he had the words of a song concerning Grace on it and I got inspired. Grace is God's unmerited or undeserved favor, I can't quite explain it, don't deserve, but am so thankful for it. I understand that if He gives me what I deserve I'm done for, I also understand that if I receive grace I must also give it! My wife and I teach a young adult class at our church on Wednesday nights, last night I shared four seeds for a new season of life: 1) I was to be a better communicator; 2) I want to complain less; 3) I want to compliment more; and 4) I want to consecrate all...I realize that without God's grace it is impossible for me to do these things, without the grace of family and friends it is impossible, because I will mess up, I will fail and drop the ball...but grace says that in the face of failure God gives us the power to get up, to receive strength and forgiveness, and to live the overcoming life!

The words of a song come to mind:

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There's no other word for grace but amazing&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No other explanation will do&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unmerited favor, a song that I sing&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no other word for grace but amazing!&lt;/span&gt;
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