<?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-3335337885937225698</id><updated>2012-01-24T23:35:39.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancarrow...the blog</title><subtitle type='html'>From Indianapolis to MD - without the Mayflower Truck. Read about our journey from the Hoosier Heartland to our new home. 

Follow as us we detail leaving Danville, IN two help start new churches in the Baltimore/Annapolis Area.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5469102349762115429</id><published>2012-01-24T22:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:35:39.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The better side of Sunday</title><content type='html'>Sunday night's loss was so devastating that I failed to tell two really interesting stories from this past week's Sunday at Revolution. Both are ministry firsts for me, and help support the fact that there is never a dull moment at Revolution Annapolis. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Story One:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During second service, a very uncomfortably pregnant woman came to the lobby, just as I was getting ready to go in to listen to Josh's sermon. It's obvious that her pain is beyond the standard aches, pains, and issues of the 3rd trimester, and she has come to the lobby to make sure that she doesn't audibly express pain during the service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lobby, at that point, was comprised of four guys, all of whom are dads. We exchange pleasantries with her, uncertain what to say to a woman we've never met who's contracting in front of us. After all, each of us are dads - which means that we were each scolded at least once for saying something stupid during the labor and delivery process (I talked about food the 1st time, and reminded my wife how much money we could save if she delivered naturally the 2nd time). So,we quietly get here a chair, and, as a group of guys, slowly learn this woman's story. We find out that there is a delivery date already scheduled,  and that she suspect these to be nothing more than intense  Braxton Hicks contractions....But every few minutes, they keep coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The band clears to go on stage. Now it's just her and I.  We talk about something. Contraction. Awkward pause. Heavy breathing and muffled groans that last about a minute.  I say something like, "okay, you're through that one. Should I go get your friends now? No...um, ok." We talk some more. Contraction, then repeat conversation. I can hear the band starting the last song, and I help her move to another seat in the lobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure enough, she was right. The baby never came (and hasn't to this point). However, I can honesty say this is the first time I've timed the contractions (albeit, in my head) for a woman I wasn't married to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Story two: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a few ladies who had arranged rides to our 2nd service. One recently left the Mormon faith, much to the chagrin of the LDS church. They've been "calling," - and by calling, I mean harassing and badgering on this lady's departure, which was based on her finding out more about their teachings (like many, she was unaware how it deviated from mainline Christianity). It's gotten so intense that she's had to threaten to call police. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They came calling again last Sunday morning. This time, they brought a van to give her a ride. Knowing she arranged a ride, she assumed it was her ride for Revolution. She gets in the van, and is half way to the van's destination before she realizes that the van is going to the temple - and not RA. She freaks out, and demands to be take to Revolution. The driver obliges. Officially, this the first time  in my ministry career (that I know of) where a Mormon picked up a person to take to temple, only to drop them off at my church instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I think about stories like this, rather than the final minute of a football game, then Sunday seems pretty amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5469102349762115429?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5469102349762115429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5469102349762115429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5469102349762115429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5469102349762115429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-side-of-sunday.html' title='The better side of Sunday'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-453813830036628651</id><published>2012-01-22T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T19:34:44.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly losses</title><content type='html'>It's just a game.  It's just a game.  It's just a game. &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;It's just a game. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dropped touchdown Pass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Kick the Field goal, see what happens in over time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss the field goal and go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My head and my heart are at odds. I want to believe it...and I'll get there, but right now, I'm nauseous. It was there...the table was set.  A last hurrah for Ed Reed and Ray Lewis ,a man who has done more for his city than many of the Christians that spend their time calling him a killer on their facebook pages. Baltimore going to a Super Bowl in Indy, the destination of  a team and ownership that didn't want to foot the bill for their own futility in the late 70's and 80's, and thus left the city.  They slowed down Brady...they did it all right, and the kicker choked. Outsiders don't know how much this city wanted this game. This great city: maligned and misjudged, eager to be put on a national stage.Their reward: two weeks of hearing how great the Pats are, and nine more of wondering what might have been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. It's just a game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I keep saying it, maybe it'll feel true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-453813830036628651?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/453813830036628651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=453813830036628651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/453813830036628651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/453813830036628651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2012/01/ugly-losses.html' title='Ugly losses'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-656180228039559036</id><published>2012-01-16T15:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:30:02.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly Wins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgaGBK8uX8k/TxSWR0PXmmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rJcJ0isKPHE/s1600/15_EdReed_news.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgaGBK8uX8k/TxSWR0PXmmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rJcJ0isKPHE/s320/15_EdReed_news.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698344661355567714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here we are - the Monday before the AFC Championship, and the Baltimore Ravens are still alive. (and the people rejoice).  After following the Colts for almost a decade, I know what it's like to lose a game in the playoffs saying, "but we're better than them - if we played best two out of three, or if we were at home..." That's why, despite the national (and even local) crybabying about yesterdays game, I'll enjoy this week.  Two of the recent media darlings (and latest bandwagon favorites) went home this weekend. Hmm, maybe these games aren't played on an Xbox after all (Sorry Madden fans, defense still matters)? I'll wear my purple proudly this week, and I'll let ESPN anoint Tom Brady as Super Bowl Champion before the AFC title game is even played. Hopefully, I'll be the one laughing next Monday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugly wins are a part of winning. Not every sermon is your best. Not every show a band plays is impeccable. Not every sales conversation goes as planned.  Leadership isn't so much about robotically being perfect every week, but instead finding ways rise about the variables, and pull off the best performance possible. A leader must excel in preparation and consistency SO THAT they as prepared as possible for all of those variables. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Youth Ministry and Church Planting have taught this well. Take yesterday, for example. Yesterday, Revolution had 203 people in attendance. Did everything go perfectly - EXACTLY as planned? Absolutely not. In fact, I could tell you three things right now that I could improve (smoother transitions, not enough chairs in the room, and a thin tear down crew). Other times, (one youth event comes to mind), I planned things ALMOST PERFECTLY. Everything went as written:  I marketed things correctly, I did the proper diligence, and built the proper excitment. The result: I was rewarded with an event that went 100% over budget due to poor ticket sales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could tell the 2005 Scott something - it would be, "keep your eyes forward and keep doing your thing." The best thing said about you isn't true, but neither is the worst thing.  People will say what they want -and  they'll always find something to talk about. It's never going to go away, so if you lose sleep over it, it's no one's fault but your own. Turn critics into coaches in the context of good community - and change things when you need to so that you'll continue to excel. Otherwise,  keep winning and move forward."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Ravens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-656180228039559036?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/656180228039559036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=656180228039559036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/656180228039559036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/656180228039559036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2012/01/ugly-wins.html' title='Ugly Wins'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgaGBK8uX8k/TxSWR0PXmmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rJcJ0isKPHE/s72-c/15_EdReed_news.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5138382833704420728</id><published>2012-01-11T08:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T09:27:19.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Human Trafficking Awareness Day - Here's to not needing this day 20 years from now</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal.dotm&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;1247&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;7111&lt;/o:Characters&gt;   &lt;o:company&gt;Revolution Annapolis&lt;/o:Company&gt;   &lt;o:lines&gt;59&lt;/o:Lines&gt;   &lt;o:paragraphs&gt;14&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;   &lt;o:characterswithspaces&gt;8732&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;   &lt;o:version&gt;12.0&lt;/o:Version&gt;  &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves&gt;false&lt;/w:TrackMoves&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridhorizontalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridverticalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:dontautofitconstrainedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="276"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;TO START, Please check out this video from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16993682"&gt;Unearthed Pictures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As for the rest of this blog. I wrote this a while ago - but never published it. Since it's Human Trafficking Awareness Day, I thought I'd share this.  It's longer than a blog should be, but give it a try, particularly if you're unaware of the extent of this injustice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's begin with a quick quiz:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Girls and boys are sometimes lured or kidnapped into sexual trafficking – TRUE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The trafficking of human beings for modern day is a lucrative criminal enterprise – TRUE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;This issue may happen, but it happens far away from the United States - FALSE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are always dads who possess the “special set of skills” required to rescue their kids from this atrocity - i.e. Liam Neeson in "TAKEN" – FALSE. IN FACT, FAMILIES ARE SOME OF THE ONES DIRECTLY RESPONSBILE FOR THEIR CHILD BEING IN SLAVERY.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s a few more hard stats (http://love146.org/sites/default/files/the_problem.pdf):&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;United Nations Children’s Fund (UNICEF) now believes that the number of children trafficked annually is around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;1.2 million &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;(2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;It is estimated that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;children per minute are trafficked for sexual exploitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;Annually, according to U.S. Government-sponsored research completed in 2006, approximately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;800,000 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;people are trafficked across national borders, which does not include millions trafficked within their own countries.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;Approximately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;percent of transnational victims are women and girls and up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;percent are minors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;The majority of transnational victims are females trafficked into commercial sexual exploitation. (2007 Trafficking in Persons Report, U.S. State Department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;t is estimated that at least &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;27 million &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;people are currently enslaved around the world, many who have been enslaved through being trafficked. This is more than double the number of Africans enslaved during the Trans-Atlantic slave trade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;The U.N. and other experts estimate the total market value of illicit human trafficking at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;32 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;-about $10 billion is derived from the initial “sale” of individuals, with the remainder representing the estimated profits from the activities or goods produced by the victims of this barbaric crime. (UNODC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;tab-stops:28.0pt 56.0pt 84.0pt 112.0pt 140.0pt 168.0pt 196.0pt 224.0pt 3.5in 280.0pt 308.0pt 336.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;These numbers make trafficking in persons the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;2nd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;most lucrative crime in the world. The first is drug trafficking. (Organization for Economic Co-operation and Development, 2006).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;About &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi- font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;$28 billion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;mso-bidi-font-family:Helvetica;"&gt;of this is generated from commercial sexual exploitation. (International Labor Organization)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;There are a myriad of other stats to throw around. Needless to say, there’s a huge market today for the sexual exploitation of people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As stated above, this doesn’t just happen far away from us in Annapolis, MD. In fact, the Port of Baltimore, coupled with the I-95 corridor, make us a prime area to face this issue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;As a father of two daughters, I’ve asked myself the question, “What if this happened to my daughter(s)? ‘ What would I want someone to do for me - for my kids? So, a few years ago, I helped my friend/former student (w/several other key students) start an organization called LOVE CAN’T BE BAHT, a group that raises awareness regarding this issue. LCBB talks to whoever it can, partnering with the rock community to activate a&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;new generation of freedom fighters. The proceeds go to a safe house in Cambodia, RAPHA HOUSE (&lt;a href="http://www.raphahouse.org/"&gt;www.raphahouse.org&lt;/a&gt;). Last Summer, LOVE CAN’T BE BAHT just completed a national tour promoting awareness. Though Tyler has since stepped down from leadership of LCBB, it's a group of people passionate about speaking for those unable to speak for themselves. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;In my mind, a problem still remains...even if we can save every girl , ala “Taken,” why is this something that happens? Why are girls, as young as 5 years old, robbed of their childhood? Why do people justify the purchase and trade of people for sexual gratification?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Here are two of the issues facing this “issue.” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l2 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poverty – &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both globally and locally,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;human trafficking tends to happen in areas of abject poverty. Sophie, a girl whose story is feature in the documentary “Baht,” was sent by her parents into the arms of traffickers, who had lied to Sophie’s parents by telling them that she was going get a waitressing job in Bangkok.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Families who are worried about feeding their children are prime real estate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;In the United states, I would point to the family brokenness. Teenage runaways make up a huge portion of American trafficking victims, with almost 1/3 of them disappearing into trafficking within the first 48 hours. The cycle of broken families in the US has created a wound in many people that seems to contribute to the problem. Wounded people are easily preyed upon, and human trafficking/sexual exploitation is no different.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; I&lt;/o:p&gt; know some people who are beginning to help by creating “exports” for certain at-risk areas. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Others are using microfinance to help. We knows of a group in Cambodia that has started a Kids Club&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;that meets on their property. In giving these students a meal a day, and teaching them a trade, they are giving them opportunity to contribute to their family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Fair trade and living wages matter. Abject poverty matter. Unemployment matters. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraph" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l2 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin;font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Pornography. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Here's the heart issue. &lt;/o:p&gt;This is simple supply and demand. Traffickers and pimps have to market what sells. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; If cheeseburgers were illegal and exciting, and elevated to a warped status in a culture, I'm convinced they'd sell them instead. Sex sells, especially to a culture that believes that whatever feels good behind closed doors is both edifying and no one else's business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;James 1 and Romans 1 both speak to sin’s insatiable appetite. Rescue houses and safe houses for trafficking victims are necessary - but are a band aid, at best. So long as guy and gals think it's okay to drive into they city the suburbs and have sex with a women who has been robbed of her dignity, her passport and her hope, who has been hooked on drugs by a predator "boyfriend" and lured into this trip - the issue will continue. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of my friends tells a story about a time she was in Southeast Asia. She came upon some westerners, a father and late teenage son, about to purchase a young teenage girl from a brothel. As she approached the men, she heard the father say to the son, “Now Son, remember that this is okay here…but not at home.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;$%#&amp;amp;?????&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pornography slowly makes people into products.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It took a western father and son, and tricked them into thinking that this little girl, who is being held against her will, who is daily beaten, drugged, and then raped, is not a person with a soul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The porn industry, worldwide, makes more money then the NBA, MLB, NFL, and NHL COMBINED….more than NBC, ABC, CBS and FOX COMBINED. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pornography creates an appetite that gets harder and harder to satistfy. It distorts sexuality to an unrecognizable version of its intended purpose. It promises much, and delivers little. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most (especially men) approach pornography with a “who does it hurt” attitude. What happens in the bedroom or hotel room, after all, is our business, right? After all certainly everyone is paid, and certainly everyone wants to be there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;What if we looked at it another way:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The lady (or guy) that you’re looking at, getting pleasure from, is somebody’s mom. She’s somebody’s sister. She’s somebody’s daughter. There’s guys right now who are driving from the suburbs into the dark, seedier parts of their cities, exploiting a lady whose name they are never forced to know. But they are known, or were known, to some one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pornography’s greatest lie is: no one gets hurt. No, a person is not trafficking a female every time they look at porn. But they are creating and sustaining an economy. Additionally,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;porn warps your own sexuality. Many of us have a hard time understanding sex tourism right now – but many who are the chief supporters of it now once had that same thought. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The desire for gratification takes people anywhere they can find it. This&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is what connects pornography to trafficking. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, what do we do?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The church was way too silent during the last great slave trade. Too many Christians, to support their way of life, turned a blind eye to reality - and chose to stand idly by while people were robbed of their dignity in the name of profit. At the same time, it was the church who began to recognize that people weren’t products: men like Wilberfoce, who took unpopular stands to restore dignity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’d love to&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;see stiffer laws, harsher punishments, firmer regulations from international governments on this issue. All of this is a good start. I am convinced that the local church can make the biggest dent– a body of believers who are ready to stand for the defenseless – willing to restore dignity to others, when other&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;would exploit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we see as God sees, we will do as God does. We will love how he loves. We will not just turn a blind eye to the plight of others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are a few “freedom fighters’ that could use your support today .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1IJM (International Justice Mission)- &lt;a href="http://www.ijm.org/"&gt;http://www.ijm.org/&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2.The Samaritan Women’s Home (Baltimore, MD) - &lt;a href="http://thesamaritanwomen.org/"&gt;http://thesamaritanwomen.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. Rapha House &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.freedomforgirls.com/"&gt;freedomforgirls.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Awareness groups like: Love Can't be Baht - &lt;a href="http://www.lovecantbebaht.com/"&gt;www.lovecantbebaht.com&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Love146- &lt;a href="http://www.love146.com/"&gt;www.love146.com&lt;/a&gt;, and The Acts 21 Campaign - &lt;a href="http://www.thea21campaign.org/"&gt;http://www.thea21campaign.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These organization could use our support, both volunteering and financial.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indvidually:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;Pray. For a great list of what to pray for on this issue, click here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Think globally. Be aware of what brother and sisters all over the world are dealing with and facing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.Model Biblical Sexuality. Christian guys and gals need to stop making excuses for their sinful behavior. Kill the addictions and make sure you're not part of the problem. Additionally, help those who are struggling with this addiction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4.Read. Learn. To start having your heart wrecked - check out Daniel Walker's &lt;i&gt;God in a Brothel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5138382833704420728?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5138382833704420728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5138382833704420728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5138382833704420728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5138382833704420728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-human-trafficking-awareness-day.html' title='Happy Human Trafficking Awareness Day - Here&apos;s to not needing this day 20 years from now'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5191281657941371656</id><published>2011-12-11T14:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:51:02.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravens &amp; Colts (Oh, how the times turn)</title><content type='html'>I returned this week from a the 2nd midwest tour in two weeks. Over Thanksgiving, we visited family and shared at Fairview Christian Church, a church that has blessed us tremendously since our decision to move. Last week, I paid a visit to Indy to preach in Danville at NCC (my old stomping ground), and to visit some potential future partners. It was also a great time to see old friends.   All this, I should mention, took place over the one-year anniversary of our departure from Danville and our arrival in Annapolis. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has changed in a year. One needs to look no further than the current Colts vs. Ravens game to prove that (Baltimore is up 24-3). In my time in Indy, the Ravens NEVER beat the Colts. Peyton always had the answer for the storied Ravens defense. Now, the Colts are 0-12 with no shot of winning anytime soon. I'd like to say it's because of my absence, though I'm fairly certain #18 has something to do with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another example: Danville's Dairy Queen. This small town walk up stand caused quite a stir by closing every October. It's closure for the winter was a funeral for the warmth. It's spring reopening was a town holiday. It always felt like something out of a Mellencamp song. Now, it's got new ownership and is open all year. All week long - I didn't see a single person there. Instead, I hear that the Hoosiers discovered fro-yo - and thus, a new hotspot a few miles away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are changing here in Annapolis too. Every week at Revolution is an adventure. Many things are on the horizon for this young church. There is a steady stream of new faces. Others have already moved out of town. The room is getting fuller and fuller. At the same time, each passing week is one week closer to the date when whatever next chapter there is for us in terms of starting new churches in Baltimore. While exciting, this fact is often quite overwhelming for this creature of habit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pierre Garcon just a dropped a touchdown pass. Maybe some things never change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5191281657941371656?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5191281657941371656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5191281657941371656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5191281657941371656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5191281657941371656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/12/ravens-colts-oh-how-times-turn.html' title='Ravens &amp; Colts (Oh, how the times turn)'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-726573722826424637</id><published>2011-11-15T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:08:42.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, what do you on Monday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal.dotm&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;440&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;2511&lt;/o:Characters&gt;   &lt;o:company&gt;Revolution Annapolis&lt;/o:Company&gt;   &lt;o:lines&gt;20&lt;/o:Lines&gt;   &lt;o:paragraphs&gt;5&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;   &lt;o:characterswithspaces&gt;3083&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;   &lt;o:version&gt;12.0&lt;/o:Version&gt;  &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves&gt;false&lt;/w:TrackMoves&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridhorizontalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:drawinggridverticalspacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:dontautofitconstrainedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="276"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every Monday afternoon I go into church planter mode. Last year, this consisted of trying to figure out where I was going to live in Annapolis, and trying to make sure the house in Indiana was sold.Now, every Monday consists of exploring neighborhoods around Baltimore, trying to find the place that God is leading our family to plant a church. Sometimes, this means read demographics, research, and making phone calls to people who live in the city and know what they’re doing (usually hoping that they’ll call or email back). Usually, it means getting out, walking around, seeing, smelling, and experiencing the city – it’s good, bad, and ugly (could it get uglier than that Ravens game yesterday?) Every now and then, I discover something awesome (example: Zeke’s coffee – amazing). Sometimes, I go to a place that I never want to visit again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The process is exciting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; This process has been like a puzzle. It’s exciting to see new places. Each week we tell Reese that we’re going “exploring.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Literally, this is what we get to do. I’ve been blown away. There are places in Baltimore where I’ve heard 3 or 4 different languages spoken. There are places with way too many Steeler flags and Yankee hats. Along the way, I’ve met amazing people all over the city who are contending for the gospel. I’ve seen little churches that are loving their neighborhoods well, despite the fact that no one outside that neighborhood will EVER know who they are. I’ve met amazing individuals who are trying to live out their faith in an urban context, even when their flesh makes them wonder if they’re missing out on something nicer in the ‘burbs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The process is frightening&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this situation, I simply don’t want to be wrong. Where does God want us? What would he have us do? What does this mean for my girls? What does this mean for my wife? How much will this cost? How do I balance being a steward of my family, and sacrificing all for the gospel?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is too easy? What is too hard? While I know this is God’s Church, flesh can creep in easily.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The process is complex&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Today, the contrast of Baltimore really stood out to me. I pass rows of beautiful houses in a quiet neighborhood that looks like the main street of an old farm town….then I pass a block of grit – literally, entire blocks that are vacant and boarded. Economies have failed. Governments have failed. There is fatherlessness, extreme poverty, few fair wage jobs to be hard, poor education, and, While I believe the answer is God work through the local church, this simply not as easy as it sounds. The processes for bringing change will move slowly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The process is hope-giving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. My hope is that there comes a day when we are part of movement of creating churches in neighborhoods all through Baltimore. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Even if the doors slammed in my face, and this plant never materialized, it’s been amazing to see people pouring themselves our to see the name of Jesus made famous is Baltimore. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is hope for this city.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The process is still in process&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;.  &lt;/b&gt;No answers yet..We’ll keep you posted. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-726573722826424637?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/726573722826424637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=726573722826424637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/726573722826424637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/726573722826424637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-what-do-you-on-monday.html' title='So, what do you on Monday?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-542112830573293</id><published>2011-11-06T23:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:29:39.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEEP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7CnAtAaimM/Trve5X22WsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ImT6KqF93xs/s1600/386619_10150357821056229_92774416228_8243456_19505732_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7CnAtAaimM/Trve5X22WsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ImT6KqF93xs/s320/386619_10150357821056229_92774416228_8243456_19505732_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673373232841251522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, T-Sizzle, could you please stop complimenting big wins with losses to teams like Jacksonville? That way, if there's a round 3, it can be in Baltimore for once? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm guessing #95 in the upper left is giving his standard "Stiller" answer..."got 6?" Suggs is saying, "no, we've got one, but our franchise is a 1/3 of your age. Please write some new material." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-542112830573293?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/542112830573293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=542112830573293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/542112830573293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/542112830573293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/11/sweep.html' title='SWEEP!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7CnAtAaimM/Trve5X22WsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/ImT6KqF93xs/s72-c/386619_10150357821056229_92774416228_8243456_19505732_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6317834932502941658</id><published>2011-10-31T21:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:11:11.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick of Treat - with burgers &amp; brats</title><content type='html'>Tonight (and last Friday night at Annapolis Towne Center), for the first time in what seems like forever, I took the kids trick or treating. There were no Halloween alternatives this year - instead, we gathered with friends and hit the neighborhood of Matt &amp;amp; Becky Murphy. We're not really into Halloween (and we're not anti-alternatives, we're equally apathetic), but we do love an excuse to hang out with our friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We began with jumping in on a cookout/collaborative trick or treat station that was going on in the neighborhood.. Here, several families in the neighborhood gathered to eat and hang out during the treat or treating time. Think of it as Halloween tailgating. I haven't done this in a really long, long time - so maybe that's normal. Regardless,  I've never seen it. Matt tells me that most of these families have been in this neighborhood for 10+ years. They were open and generous, talking freely about life, struggles, and a few PG-13 topics. They brought out the best food - and gave away the best candy. I'm not naive enough to think that this happens all the time, but I impressed that it happened at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went exploring Baltimore today - dreaming, exploring, trying to find out where God may be leading us. No major revelations  today; in fact, today raised more questions than answers. What is clear though is that the church is my head embodies what I witnessed during trick or treating today. Today, this is what is making my head spin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm at it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6317834932502941658?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6317834932502941658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6317834932502941658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6317834932502941658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6317834932502941658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/10/trick-of-treat-with-burgers-brats.html' title='Trick of Treat - with burgers &amp; brats'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-219785371408038028</id><published>2011-10-17T22:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:50:19.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Mission from God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7QviwhPqWo/Tp0EgSkUANI/AAAAAAAAAOE/PYtTkC8GodA/s1600/on-a-mission-from-god.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7QviwhPqWo/Tp0EgSkUANI/AAAAAAAAAOE/PYtTkC8GodA/s320/on-a-mission-from-god.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664688859088421074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revolution is off to great start with the 2nd service. Attendance has been up as a result of another service option, but what's more exciting to me is that 1. Brand new coming are finding us each week and visiting for the first time and 2. There have been some really cool next steps happening in the lives of people that have been coming to Revolution for a long time. For example, this past weekend, Amber baptized one of our friends to conclude the Women's Retreat. It's humbling to be a part of what God is doing here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Revolution Annapolis is a year old next week.  The other day, I was thinking about the the day after launch. I sat down with Josh and Tim at Panera (our office at the time), for what ended up being a four hour staff meeting. The theme of that meeting was, largely, "what the heck do we do now?" "Did we mess things up so badly that no one will come to week 2?  I don't remember a single conclusion we came to that day - so I'm glad that God knows what He's doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good all around. Emery is playing soccer - which is going decently well. She loves it, at least most of the time. I do coach...and while the K-1st graders are cute and fun, I have to say that I miss the high school coaching experience. I tried to follow along with the Danville soccer team as best as I could, but that's easier said than done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been taking Reese on scouting trips around Baltimore recently, seeking out the different neighborhoods and areas. In Reese's mind, "Baltimore" is only "Baltimore" when we're at the Inner Harbor. If we're in any other neighborhood - or even tourist attraction (Ft. McHenry, for exmaple), Reese is quick to say that we're not in the city. Funny: Most adults I know act the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God really seems to have directed our heart to a particular area of the city right now. While that hasn't led us to a specific neighborhood per se, it's at least nice to feel like we know where to explore.  The opportunity to explore Baltimore thoroughly has been really stinking cool. I'll refrain from saying any more than that at this point in time, until things sure up a bit. If you really want to know, let's have coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are days when the reality that we're leaving Annapolis to plant a church in a year is absolutely overwhelming to me...in so many ways, I still ask myself, "why me?" and "what if I do this and no one in Baltimore cares?" In those moments, I can think of about 10 reasons why about 100 more people are better suited and qualified to do what it is we want to do. In these moments (sometimes days later), it always seems to come back to the fact that God has ways of reminding me that He knows what he's doing.  Today, while praying about my visit to a certain neighborhood and feeling a great deal of weight about having to leave Annapolis one day, God put this thought on my heart: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've based a ton of how you feel right now on what you know about yourself &amp;amp; what you lack... What would be different if you based where you're being lead on what you know about me, and how I lack NOTHING? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reminded that the &lt;i&gt;Missio Dei&lt;/i&gt; is my mission as well. Praise God that he would allow me to play a role in proclaiming His name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott Ancarrow: on a mission from God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-219785371408038028?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/219785371408038028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=219785371408038028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/219785371408038028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/219785371408038028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-mission-from-god.html' title='On A Mission from God.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7QviwhPqWo/Tp0EgSkUANI/AAAAAAAAAOE/PYtTkC8GodA/s72-c/on-a-mission-from-god.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4755014859462837993</id><published>2011-09-26T07:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:02:13.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 ND SERVICE LAUNCHED!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Revolution Annapolis launched its 2nd service. The date was a phenomenal one for our church, seeing 170+ in attendance, many of whom were new faces. AFter church, we baptized three people in the Chesapeake. There seems to be some really cool open doors in our city right now. For example, our proximity to the Naval Academy makes it easy for the  Mids to walk to church, then go out to eat afterward. Last year, when the Academy welcomed their new Plebes, Revolution was a small gathering of people with a big idea that met in the back of a restaurant at the mall. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The decision to go to a 2nd service pressed our definition of comfort. We knew it was a need last spring, but knew that we needed to navigate it well. Our venue was elbow to elbow, shoulder to shoulder. While a far cry from underground catacombs, it was tough to see a new person come into the room and only find a seat on the front row (which, by the way, Revolutionaries, is something we should not make them do. Get some earplugs. Move up front). We worried about burning out our volunteers, nobody showing up, and a myriad of other logistical issues. Frankly, most of all, I was afraid to fail.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one Sunday...and not every Sunday is a storybook conference kind of Sunday (young church planters - read that line again...and then again...). Revolution still has a ton of challenges and opportunities to grow in maturity. I still need to make sure our volunteer teams walk the tension of  vision, needs,  and  sabbath well.  Yet, it's really cool to see God show up when you, and your community of faith, put yourselves in positions where you NEED God to show up. If I've learned anything so far from my time at Revolution, it's that these kinds of stories are the ones worth telling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're not there yet. Not by far. But I'm praising God for what He did in our city this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4755014859462837993?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4755014859462837993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4755014859462837993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4755014859462837993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4755014859462837993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/09/2-nd-service-launched.html' title='2 ND SERVICE LAUNCHED!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2853958465057399738</id><published>2011-09-14T21:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:29:17.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Tyrannosaurus Rex attack to report...yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man, I'd have a lot less to say if I blogged more than once a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Earthquakes, hurricanes, power outages, equipment failures, floor changes and hotel reconstruction. These are some of the challenges that we've faced in the past month, as a church and as a community. I've got to tell you though: I'm having fun...and it's not just because the Steelers got walloped by the Ravens in week 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W2DVuMBpRiU"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=W2DVuMBpRiU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This week, I'm working on the final preparations for two services. This includes both the creative and logistical preparations necessary in doing so. I'm excited to get this new season going at Revolution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7dN9K5h9rzw/TnFpha8lkdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/zn2sic3fFNM/s1600/329277_10150423914419972_747089971_10914913_2120299_o.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2853958465057399738?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2853958465057399738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2853958465057399738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2853958465057399738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2853958465057399738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-tyrannosaurus-rex-attack-to.html' title='No Tyrannosaurus Rex attack to report...yet.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5049112001622903994</id><published>2011-08-14T13:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T14:09:06.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soggy Shoes &amp; the prowess of the Burnetts</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The downside to this morning&lt;/b&gt;: The hotel space where Revolution meets has been under renovation throughout the month. Long term, it will take a cool space and make it look even cooler. However, each week of the month, this will provide a curve ball of some sort. Today, we arrived to find out that the lower level, where all of gear is loaded through, was inaccessible. With that change, we lost the rain coverage of the parking garage- and had to move the truck to the front of the main entrance. In doing so, we lost time, rhythm, and our sense of dryness. All morning my feet felt like I had just ridden the &lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2rVge7kC6g/Tkgc4HNADZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mloqFkVBFUY/s320/large_CANYON_RIVER_RAPIDS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640790283613375890" /&gt;old White Water Canyon ride @hersheypark.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The upside to this morning:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Josh Burnett is a man of many talents. He preached a great sermon, but watching the man back a truck and trailer through the light at Loew's/West Street is nothing short of impressive. Had his mirrors not fogged, he wouldn't have even needed a guide. I am told he gets this gift from his mom.  If this is part of my church planting future, I am in need of much jedi training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hooray Baptism! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Happy Birthday, Matt Ancarrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Our friend at Village Church Buffalo launched their preview services today. I don't have details, but I heard the morning went "great." Check them out here. &lt;a href="http://www.villagechurchbflo.com/"&gt;http://www.villagechurchbflo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick Family update: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emery starts kindergarten in two weeks. So far, there are no reports of "Butterfly Kisses" moments from mom and dad. I may,  however, rock "Sweet Child O Mine" every hour of the first day of school. Additionally, Emery is signed up to play soccer this fall. Since I (Scott) am not coaching this summer, I've decided to try and assist in her league. So, when you see the 5 year olds running sprints and setting up set pieces, you'll know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reese is not playing soccer on a team this fall, but is slowly conquering bladder/bowel control. Additionally, she's memorized her first Bible verse. Hooray for both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott and Amber are still proficient in bladder control . Also, we love each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5049112001622903994?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5049112001622903994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5049112001622903994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5049112001622903994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5049112001622903994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/08/soggy-shoes-prowess-of-burnetts.html' title='Soggy Shoes &amp; the prowess of the Burnetts'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2rVge7kC6g/Tkgc4HNADZI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mloqFkVBFUY/s72-c/large_CANYON_RIVER_RAPIDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4854001572574676581</id><published>2011-08-08T23:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T09:08:52.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>David, Saul, and "My God."</title><content type='html'>Today has featured some hard shell crabs, the 10th O's game I've been to this season, another O's Loss, and some time well spent with my brother and dad. As Monday turns to Tuesday, I find myself up late reflecting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My reflections are stuck between two different trains of thought. On one hand, I'm trying to come up with a creative/catchy/funny/(you get it)  title and trajectory of our upcoming fall sermon series. I don't like anything I've come up with, and am thus frustrated by the creative dryness. I used be good at this stuff. eh. Maybe there needs to be more buffalo wings at this late night session....that always seemed to work in Danville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other side of me has been wrestling with what I'm taking away from the David series that we are preaching at Revolution this summer. For the third straight week, the sermon has not ended with a pretty bow. The lessons we're learning from David seem to deviate from so many of the behavior modification-based OT sermons I've heard over the years. For the third straight week,  David's life, even in making the right decisions, has been rooted in drama. He's been told no. He has naysayers...and those who are out for his head. David is indeed called to Kingship, but his "best life now" is a life of drama coupled with his need to trust that God will keep his promises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend and I were talking about Saul this past week (OT King, not apostle), and how he contrasts David.  We sometimes feel like it's easy to dismiss Saul as crazy; however, we fail to discuss what drives him to that point. Saul, at the end of the day, like to know the plan. He wants the details ,and to know how every story ends; specifically, when those plans affect &lt;b&gt;him.&lt;/b&gt; In the end, it drives him to madness, divination, and fits of rage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this all that different from us? Is our need to have "the plan" (an American god, for sure) the root of a lot of the crazy things that come out of us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than any other season of my life, I feel Saul's tension. The pursuit of "the plan" does the same for me. When it works, it gives me feed back and affirmation. When I know it and get it, or write it myself, it organizes things logically. It  makes sense to me. When it goes wrong, I search for answers, try harder and harder, lose sleep, and spent time fearing what I've done wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For three straight weeks , I've watched David simply trust that God's kingdom, God's story, is bigger and better than His own. Obviously, he wouldn't write the script the way that God does. yet, as of 2 Samuel 7, he submits to a bigger promise that doesn't yield immediate results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to "be" like David in this: the role I play in being a child of God is of far greater worth and value than any plan or manifesto I can write for life, my kids' lives, or the lives of the people I love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is especially true as we seek to start a new church down the road. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following goes through my mind frequently:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where are we going? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will the money come in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if no one wants to come to the new church? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if I fail? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do I know _______(this covers a myriad of things). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, most of all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I'm not like  _____________.(insert successful stories here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saul lets what he doesn't know choke out what has been revealed to him in the narrative of 1 &amp;amp; 2 Samuel;  namely, That God is real, His covenants are true, and He desires to be near. Saul exchanges what he sees for the pursuit of self-preservation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past, I've always disliked the phrase "man after God's own heart" when it was attributed to David. It never really made sense to me - especially in light of the failures that are ahead in 2 Samuel. The meaning is becoming clearer to me as we study this summer. We often praise David for what he DID do, what he DIDN'T do, and what we need to avoid based on David's life. Rarely do we say, "David trusted God, waited it out, and was obedient to God's ways even when it didn't make a lot of sense. In that, God did some really awesome stuff through him - stuff way different than what he's draw up for himself. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm called be a steward. But if I worship the "plan" over the God who's written it and knows what's best, I am driven to modern madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what's going through my head today: If the Ancarrows fail by earthly standards, God is still good. If God refines this vision to something that doesn't matched what I've slapped on brochures and websites, I'm not a disgrace. I'm His child, and a part of His kingdom. Consequently, my job isn't to succeed for him; my job is to "be" - to live in Christ and showcase a bigger story than my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive me Father for worshipping the pursuit of "the plan." Help me to "be." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4854001572574676581?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4854001572574676581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4854001572574676581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4854001572574676581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4854001572574676581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/08/david-saul-and-my-god.html' title='David, Saul, and &quot;My God.&quot;'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5072535778183524201</id><published>2011-07-29T12:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T12:50:17.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MD, KY, TN, MD, CO, MD. Boom.</title><content type='html'>The title represents the Ancarrow Family's travel itinerary for the past two weeks. During this time, we briefly stepped away from Annapolis to share what's going on in MD, as well as to preach and teach with some events we love.  Amber went to KY to serve at Fairview Christian Church, who supported us through their offerings. I went to TN to work with CIY's "Know Sweat" event, and then on to NYR in Colorado.  To limit the length of this blog post, I'll share some of my favorite moments from the past two weeks via a "top 10" list. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Preaching at Ringgold on our way to Kentucky. This was the first time I'd done so since 2002. Though I didn't know a bulk of the people at the church, it was great to see the ones I did. Though a brief stop on the journey, I was reminded of all the people who are supportive of us, even from a distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 9. Reese joining the "I get motion sick in the van and then puke" club. Not a favorite moment, just a reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 8. TN Bbq. Thank you, Ridgewood BBQ. for the sweet tea/pulled pork combo. I love saucy bbq - and this recommended spot did not let me down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 7. NYR - Colorado- The drive from Denver's airport to Sedalia is a great window into why NYR is a great event. If you haven't seen the Rockies, I'd suggest you make a road trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 6. Meeting different youth workers. From the staff of  CIY  Know Sweat &amp;amp;  NYR to the youth leaders themselves. I love the guys and gals who are getting dirty and loving students well. I am humbled to be part of these group's journeys for a few days at a time, and love being able to play a part in ministering to their students. I met guys and gals from lots of different contexts: urban, rural, big church, small church...all were a blessings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  NYR morning session.  Preaching with the mountains behind you - in sunglasses and shorts.  It's a blessing to commit such forms of heresy in preaching God's word . ha. I even managed to not sunburn this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 4. Being in the "A" section of southwest's boarding process both times to CO.  What has two thumbs and loves and aisle seat ? Answer:  this guy. By the way, if you're into music, I watched a documentary called "It Might Get Loud" while coming back from CO. In it, Jack White, Bono, and Jimmy Page meet together and tell their respective journeys toward playing electric guitar. Very interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 3. Connecting with CIY staff and NYR's  staff/speakers. I love the people that I learned from these past two weeks. Through intentional conversations, to the moments where I just got to observe and listen to people; all in all, the trip were greatly edifying. I'll drop one name in particular here.  Scott Ensminger is a mentor of mine. He hired me when I was a young kid who didn't know anything, and didn't want to move to the midwest. In one year, he taught me a ton, and his family's kindness (monday night football and Madden, tater tot casserole, doing laundry at his house, and then later selling it to me) has played a major role in who I am today.  It was great to see his family, and to continue to be blessed by them. It's humbling to be able to help him pull off a great event like NYR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Student Ministry. I love students. While I am sure of my calling to start a movement of new churches in MD, I hope I never lose touch with jr. high and high school students. I got to some some climb on the roof of an elderly lady's house to fix it (TN - Know Sweat). Others gave their life to Christ...others were there to baptize a friend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My family. Life moves fast, and it's easy to lose sight of the one's you love the most as you try to help other people. It's time for some dates with each of my girls....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5072535778183524201?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5072535778183524201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5072535778183524201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5072535778183524201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5072535778183524201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/07/md-ky-tn-md-co-md-boom.html' title='MD, KY, TN, MD, CO, MD. Boom.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6906097089791198186</id><published>2011-06-27T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T15:53:50.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O's /Reds game with the In-laws</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hKkRcazT3hg/Tgjtajl_TgI/AAAAAAAAANs/fbdrfUF_3z4/s1600/photo-4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the girls to their first O's game yesterday. They had a blast. Consider the evidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6fd525e00a7d69ed" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6fd525e00a7d69ed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460620%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F413EF2C259685CEBF56CF6DB7F4AE3AE5319BD.5C06110D57CB3F9E752DF4FA089EA388C0158F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fd525e00a7d69ed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZNzlXoioPglJQPWh6-Bve9Z7rZY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6fd525e00a7d69ed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460620%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F413EF2C259685CEBF56CF6DB7F4AE3AE5319BD.5C06110D57CB3F9E752DF4FA089EA388C0158F4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fd525e00a7d69ed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZNzlXoioPglJQPWh6-Bve9Z7rZY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Quality  and Hard to Hear - but this is a sampling of how Reese spent the entire 9th Inning of Yesterday's O's game. By the end, even Papaw couldn't help but hope that the O's pulled it out against the Reds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hKkRcazT3hg/Tgjtajl_TgI/AAAAAAAAANs/fbdrfUF_3z4/s400/photo-4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623005175259024898" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the 6th inning, which was particularly long, Emery, Reese, and I gave her Papaw a tour of Camden Yards.  As we came to the end of the circle around Emery said, "When do we get to go back and watch the game?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6906097089791198186?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6906097089791198186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6906097089791198186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6906097089791198186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6906097089791198186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/06/os-reds-game-with-in-laws.html' title='O&apos;s /Reds game with the In-laws'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hKkRcazT3hg/Tgjtajl_TgI/AAAAAAAAANs/fbdrfUF_3z4/s72-c/photo-4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5549472707448148145</id><published>2011-06-13T14:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:35:33.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God working in the Chaos - a plea on a Church Planting Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This post was motivated by a friend in Indiana, who said they'd like to see more of our "Church planting" life through the lens of the blog. This is my attempt do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNDAY 6/5: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:35 a.m. - I am running late for church. Trying to be a hero, I decide to forego a coffee run to get to church at normal time, only to find traffic at a stand still downtown. Scott waits, waits, and then cuts someone off to U-turn quickly. Horn honks are exchanged, and I already find myself needing to repent. I have no choice, as I know that today's sermon was about loving people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:45 a.m. - I  am now going the long way to get to church. I'm also officially late. Repenting, I stop and get coffee anyway (I'm already late at this point). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:00 a.m. - Revolution adapts to a different setup than normal. The elementary kids are placed in a room far far away. to get to this room, you have to pass the breakfast bar. Scott gets visions of bacon chaos. The move affects every ministry team in some manner, and though nothing went wrong, we all feel a little tense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:30 a.m. - I volunteer to watch the preschool kids during the volunteer meeting. In this 10 minutes, every one of the kiddos finds a way to a meltdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10-11 a.m. Church happens. People get ministered to and loved on, though most are at least 25-30 minutes late due to the traffic mentioned above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 a.m. - 12:30. We tear down. Things get put away. Before that can happen, we have to go battle with an engineer who blows up on our team for elevator usage. Staff member diffuses the situation, exposing a lack of communication amongst their staff. Truck closes and is loaded up just as a fire alarm goes off at the hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNDAY, 6/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:30.a.m.-ish - Josh and Sarah bring baby Grady into the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:30 - Since contingencies were in place for the above event, things go smooth on the front end. In fact, setup goes quicker than normal, at first. We're winning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:45 - Video team leader wants to meet to discuss the slides for the morning. In the process, propresenter closes, and she loses all of her work, which had not been saved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:40 - morning is ready to go. I touch base with Video team leader, who has manually re-entered everything. As we sit down to meet, ProPresenter crashes again. Video team scrambles and gets worship re-entered as it gets ready to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 a.m. - Church happens. People get ministered to and loved on. We makes some cuts to media for my sermon, but the morning otherwise happens with little incident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tear down. We sweat ... a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a great team of people that make Revolution happen. I am not sure I'm overstating it when I say that there are blood, sweat and tears that go into every Sunday of ministry. The Holy Spirit moves...people come to know Jesus. There's a phenomenal team that loves Jesus and want Annapolis to know Him. However, the pursuit of that goal is downright exhausting. We drink too much coffee (well, maybe just me). We're emotionally drained.  Working hard to help people lift the masks they wear on a Sunday will only intensify this, as vulnerability exposes the full effects that sin has on a person's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting on each of these Mondays that followed, it's my (and the staff's) job make sure that what can be addressed to make the next week smoother is in fact addressed. Additionally, it's my job to think through how to create a plan for continued growth and forward motion.  Somedays, it makes me want to shut down. Other days, it makes me want to charge hell with a squirt gun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christian, where does your energy come from? How do you refuel?  If not, you will be useless as Christian. You'll be useless to the kingdom. You'll be useless to your family in terms of spiritual legacy. You'll simply be reactionary to circumstance. You'll rise and fall with adrenaline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past six months, words like "Sabbath," "meditation,' and "God's Word," are becoming more than a Pharasaic, legalistic set of check-down procedures to for me. They are my bread.  I need Jesus, not just a Savior, but as Lord of my days. These things are ways to maintain my relationship with Him.  They are not the check marks for a "good day", a la  health and wealth gospel. Without them, my attitude of seeing God work through chaos (VICTORY) quickly becomes, "God, I'm too tired for this" (VICTIM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother, sister: keep fighting for Jesus and His Kingdom. Keep sacrificing your time. Give more than you thought you could, and see Him do more with it than you thought He would. However, it's that not rooted in knowing Jesus personally, prepare for a slow fade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In saying all of this, I almost walked away from a planned retreat day this month, citing the "busyness" of my team and wide variety of things to prepare. I have a wicked heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, you'll be glad to know that it's back on the calendar. Your accountability is appreciated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5549472707448148145?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5549472707448148145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5549472707448148145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5549472707448148145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5549472707448148145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-working-in-chaos-plea-for-on-church.html' title='God working in the Chaos - a plea on a Church Planting Monday'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3672942465995632038</id><published>2011-06-04T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:46:35.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O's WIN! (Game three of my goal for the summer)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Grand Slam or Strikeout. The section full of cynical Marylanders around me voted strike out. After all, it is Mark Reynolds, isn't it? The Orioles score 1.72654niner runs per game, and they already had their 1. This is inevitable, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pitch came. The bat struck the ball, and it became obvious that the cynics in section 18 were wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark Reynolds: Grand Slam. A few innings later, Orioles win 5-3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind blown....and the perfect end to a two-date weekend. This is game three of my twelve game goal. Game Four Tuesday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3672942465995632038?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3672942465995632038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3672942465995632038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3672942465995632038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3672942465995632038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/06/os-win-game-three-of-my-goal-for-summer.html' title='O&apos;s WIN! (Game three of my goal for the summer)'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7844374046545913493</id><published>2011-05-12T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:42:03.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reblogging a great article - 10 reasons to not join a church plant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -0.8pt; line-height: 24px; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Top 10 Reasons Not to Join a Church Plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div id="post-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;p size="13px" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(74, 74, 73); line-height: 1.6em;  "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.acts29network.org/monkimage.php?mediaDirectory=mediafiles&amp;amp;mediaId=954488&amp;amp;fileName=buzzard-0-0-300-207.jpg" width="300" height="207" alt="buzzard" title="buzzard" style="border-top-width: 10px; border-right-width: 10px; border-bottom-width: 10px; border-left-width: 10px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: black; border-right-color: black; border-bottom-color: black; border-left-color: black; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Originally appeared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acts29network.org/acts-29-blog/top-10-reasons-not-to-join-a-church-plant/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;http://www.acts29network.org/acts-29-blog/top-10-reasons-not-to-join-a-church-plant/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p size="13px" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: inherit; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzardblog.com/" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Justin Buzzard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; is a new member of Acts 29, planting a church in San Jose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;A few months ago I moved my family to San Jose to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.acts29network.org/article/garden-city-church--san-jose-ca/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Garden City Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;. The day we moved we had three adults committed to the church plant. It was a move of faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;After getting settled, the first thing I did was hold an informational meeting about the church plant. I hoped twenty people would show up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Sixty-one people attended the meeting. The turnout was comprised almost entirely of Christians from a variety of other churches in the area, the vast majority of whom had never been involved with a church plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;After speaking for about an hour on the vision of Garden City Church, I shared this top ten list. I spent ten minutes sharing and unpacking this list I'd created in order to de-romanticize church planting for all the Christians in the room. As people were growing excited about the possibility of joining our church planting team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I wanted them to have a realistic picture of the difficulty of church planting, to be aware of some of the wrong reasons why people join a church plant, and to take an honest assessment of their own expectations and motives in considering joining the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:helvetica;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Coming up with and sharing this list has proved very helpful for me, for the people who have decided to join me, and for the people who have decided not to join our team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1. If you’re looking for the next cool thing in town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(We want to grow by conversion growth, not church-goer transfer growth.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2. If you’re a Christian and you don’t like your current church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(You will find reasons to not like this church.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3. If you have a bad track record at churches of being unteachable and causing problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(You won’t change here, you’ll repeat the pattern.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4. If you’re a consumer wanting to “go to church” 1x a week for a nice show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(We are not a Sunday show, we are a community of disciples on a mission)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;5. If you want religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(This church will be built on the radical gospel of grace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;6. If you have an agenda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(We have our vision, our mission, and our values—your private agenda does not supercede them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;7. If you’re a wolf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(We will sniff you out).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;8. If you think this will be a nice little church that stays the same size, where everybody knows your name and you have my cell number on speed dial and we have a picnic lunch together every week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(By God’s grace, we want to grow.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;9. If you think this will be easy and smooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(This will be hard and difficult; this will be a fight, a battle, and a challenging mission.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;   font-family:helvetica;font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;10. If you want to hold onto your comfortable life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;(You must lose your life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I also shared a quote from Sir Ernest Shackleton, from the advertisement he used when recruiting men for his expedition to Antarctica in 1914:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 30px; padding-bottom: 30px; padding-left: 30px; color: rgb(74, 74, 73); line-height: 1.6em;  font-style: italic; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em;  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Men wanted for hazardous journey. Small wages, bitter cold, long months of complete darkness, constant danger, safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in case of success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7844374046545913493?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7844374046545913493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7844374046545913493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7844374046545913493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7844374046545913493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/05/reblogging-great-article-10-reasons-to.html' title='Reblogging a great article - 10 reasons to not join a church plant'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8338849399514648966</id><published>2011-05-09T23:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:23:45.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update while I remake a template</title><content type='html'>I was preparing to send out the monthly e-newsletter, when I noticed that the template that I spent hours creating last month is nowhere to be found. I'm sure this is user error, but I can't help but be frustrated. I was looking forward to getting that accomplished on Monday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some quick updates, for those who are interested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We've moved into a new townhouse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Last week - we spent some time at the Exponential Conference, a great resource for church planters. It was a great week of learning and encouragement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. As of right now, I've been to two O's games. The goal for the season is 12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Revolution now has office space. I'll post pics soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I've preached the past two weeks @ Revolution. Check out the podcast, or visit www.revolutionannapolis.com to hear the audio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8338849399514648966?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8338849399514648966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8338849399514648966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8338849399514648966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8338849399514648966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-update-while-i-remake-template.html' title='Quick update while I remake a template'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7857029484155530464</id><published>2011-04-14T11:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:37:16.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel before Boldness.</title><content type='html'>If you know our story, and why we moved to Maryland, you've heard us share about the need for the gospel to be proclaimed in this place; specifically, through the I-95 corridor. You'll not be surprised that I am struggling to see a of lack gospel centeredness in the lives of people.  What you may find surprising is that this lack of gospel-centricity in Maryland is not just relegated to those who proclaim an open hostility to Jesus, and in turn, genuine Christianity; instead, there are plenty of "religious" people who love to live behind a rouse of their brilliance, and have no desire to place Jesus at the center of anything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been an interesting day. This morning, Westboro Baptist Church paid a visit to the county, this time to a local high school. This high school is near a military fort, and, according to WBC (who you may remember from soldier funeral protests &amp;amp; the godhates_____.com), purports to have a high homosexual population. Given the blend of government and "gay," WBC was out in full effect. They were there with banners, disgusting press releases, and diatribes speaking out against our "whorish nation." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other side of dividing line was a barrage of "supporters" for the high school. I use "supporters" loosely, because most were there not to support students, but their respective agenda. Some love the military, some love someone is in a homosexual relationship, and some just love the idea that no one should be able to ever disagree with their lifestyle (of any kind). Some got equally offensive in their slurs, some held signs proclaiming God's unconditional love, and some used it as an opportunity to draw attention to themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amongst this group were a few people I knew personally. They love Jesus and His Truth. THey wanted to give a fair picture of the church to all parties involved, and made it their endeavor to demonstrate a balance between truth and love both boldly and gently. While all other parties left vindicated in the points they made, these folks (according to some Facebook posts and some brief conversations I've had) left today feeling the weight of trying to bring Jesus to both sides of the fence.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole idea, of course, is nothing new to Jesus. Jesus is not used to be pigeonholed as only loving or only concerned about justness. On one hand, Jesus had Pharisees and religious leaders who would  focus on keeping the letter of the law. Jesus' harshest words (in terms of reprimands) are for them., which can be found in Matthew 23. His mercy to people who had made train wrecks of their lives (see John 8) turns the idea of "do-good religion" on its hind end. At the same time, Jesus refuses to all people to make excuses for their pasts (Luke 19) , or even to live under the idea that they can do whatever they want whenever they want to, and still be okay (Matthew 19). Simply put, Jesus can't be turned into the puppet that either party desires Him to be. While He takes love quite seriously, He refuses to allow people to define "love" simply upon the picture they want to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One side of the fence wants to feel vindicated by the idea that they are "better than someone else." The other side feels like any authority is bad authority. Both make God their puppet. One chooses His wrath, and the other His unconditional love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read the gospels. If your goal is to feel vindicated by how "awesome" you are and how wrong everyone else is, Jesus will press your self-righteous buttons. If your goal is to  pigeon-hole Jesus as just another hate-monger who says he's the "only" way as a means to control you, then you'll find His love and compassion, especially for those who disagree with Him, far greater than you've been taught to believe. Jesus is the ultimate balance of truth and love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both side of the fence try to formulate their maker. Some keep Jesus at arms length because they know it will require a moral decision - one they refuse to make. Another is obsessed with the letters of the law, obsessing over secondary religious issues. Where you find one, you often find the other.  Westboro Baptist may not be from a big city, but I can name several churches who , whether intentional or not, give a similar message (we're in...you're out...it's us vs. you).  I can also name a myriad of people who lack the boldness to say, "I love you too much to not tell you the truth." In Maryland, both fill church buildings every Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All truth and no love is brutality. All love and no truth is hypocrisy. Both can break the heart of God, and distract people from the gospel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're a Christian, repent frequently. Pray, center your life on Jesus. Let the scriptures affect you greatly. Then, go be bold. Until you've done the former, the latter (the boldness) is likely to end up resulting in the wrong kind of extremism - one that does more harm than good. In the end, your attempt to bring out only one part of Jesus' character will have robbed you and those around him from experiencing Him through you at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-7857029484155530464?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7857029484155530464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7857029484155530464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7857029484155530464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7857029484155530464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/04/gospel-before-boldness.html' title='Gospel before Boldness.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4254698514849951851</id><published>2011-04-04T23:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T07:47:40.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Waynes World 2" taught me well.</title><content type='html'>12:18 a.m. - The pending to-do list coupled with some life frustration keeps me up late. Part of me is working ahead, and part of me is brewing on the frustrations I feel at the moment.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In channel surfing. I find "Wayne's World 2." I sit mesmerized as I watch scenes that I literally had memorized as a teenager. Simply put: I love this film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Kenny is a film connoisseur. This one's not on his list of the "top 100 movies ever" . Tonight, I think it should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wayne and Garth set out to put on a concert. They go to painstaking lengths, dealing with incredible disappointment in naysayers and hardship. Almost none of their plans go as written. Once they get one problem solved...two more problems appear.  In their weakest moments, their insecurities are preyed upon. They struggle with the administrative details, the danger of creating something from scratch, and along the way - the drama of interpersonal relationships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, Through it all, there is a quiet voice (in this case, the voice of Jim Morrison) giving them just enough information to keep them going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long for Wayne &amp;amp; Garth's persistence.  I long for their ability to laugh as they adventure; to make the best of any situation that should be thrown at them, rather than losing sleep or allowing themselves to be overly frustrated by the trials of the journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just read Donald Miller's newest book. My ultimate take home: there's not a great story without risk and tension. No one cares about a story that's too easy or lacks in conflict. Wayne and Garth are so devoted to what and who they are that they are not dissuaded by the things they lack.  They know that they are called to put on a concert, even if they're not the "right' ones to do the job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long for a deeper faith; one that embraces the challenges given and trusts that the sun rises on the other side. One that deals with temporary setbacks without allowing heavy doses of perceived inferiority cripple me from moving forward on what I know I'm called to. A faith  that to the wayside, especially the fear of failure.  I long for a  faith bold enough to not be consumed by the approval of man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Wayne and Garth, for reminding me to stay focused, and to laugh along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ryicgd_hJ44&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ryicgd_hJ44&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4254698514849951851?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4254698514849951851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4254698514849951851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4254698514849951851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4254698514849951851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/04/waynes-world-2-taught-me-well.html' title='&quot;Waynes World 2&quot; taught me well.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-9011838925003761626</id><published>2011-03-21T08:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T12:33:36.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, 345 Chestnut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6cvFWz5UMM/TYdVuzon2wI/AAAAAAAAANg/wH6ihUoXPF8/s1600/0000_2059874359_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6cvFWz5UMM/TYdVuzon2wI/AAAAAAAAANg/wH6ihUoXPF8/s400/0000_2059874359_medium.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586528125399325442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday,  the sale of our home in Danville, IN was closed. In light of that fact, here are some of my favorite "345 Chestnut" moments. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Getting 40 people in our home for a bunco night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 9.  Not having to scrape my windshield for 8 years , courtesy of the two gar garage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 8. Sliding down our backyard on carboard boxes with the girls during snowstorms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 7. Laundry, Monday Night Football, and Madden when Scott Ensminger lived there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 6.  Remodeling Emery's room for the arrival of Reese. Never before has purple flowery things, and butterfly lights seemed so manly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 5. Jumping around the living room while silently celebrating greats sports victories (Most notable: the Colts over the Pats to advance to the Super Bowl, and the US men's soccer team scoring three goals  in the last 15 minutes to beat Costa Rica to advance to the World cup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 4.  Surviving the Indiana Earthquake. I ran into the backyard thinking that the grill had fallen over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Remembering exactly where I was sitting both times I found out we were pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Many, many, many nights of grilling out in the backyard with both family and friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The College ladies Bible study that was interrupted by some "passionate" neighbors.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-9011838925003761626?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/9011838925003761626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=9011838925003761626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/9011838925003761626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/9011838925003761626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-long-345-chestnut.html' title='So Long, 345 Chestnut'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6cvFWz5UMM/TYdVuzon2wI/AAAAAAAAANg/wH6ihUoXPF8/s72-c/0000_2059874359_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4576104079012865173</id><published>2011-03-18T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:16:21.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Japan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;From Churches Helping Churches.com, here's a good article on how to be in prayer for the people of Japan during this time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;At this point, with more questions than answers, &lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;prayer&lt;/strong&gt; is an especially good place to be. Please pray for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 30px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Endangered people. &lt;/strong&gt;Pray for those that are stranded or stuck somewhere. Pray that search and rescue teams would reach them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Relief workers. &lt;/strong&gt;Pray for more workers. Pray for skilled workers. Pray for their strength and safety. Some are working in areas where there are still aftershocks and nuclear danger. Pray for their mental and emotional health. In half of my conversations so far, people breakdown in tears because of the trauma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Assessment teams &lt;/strong&gt;to successfully gather information regarding the status of churches and communities hit on the coast. This information will be the starting point for many organizations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Japanese leaders. &lt;/strong&gt;Pray for wisdom and discernment as they coordinate the country’s efforts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Resources&lt;/strong&gt;. Pray for food, water, blankets, gasoline, and other supplies to reach those in need. In Tokyo, some grocery stores were out of bread yesterday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Energy rationing: &lt;/strong&gt;The greater Tokyo area has begun energy rationing via rolling blackouts. This may be due to the shutting down of the two Fukushima nuclear plants. This is going to bring hardship on many people and obstruct communication.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Wisdom and discernment. &lt;/strong&gt;Pray for guidance for CHC as we consider how we can best serve the churches in Japan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; list-style-type: circle; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt;. Pray that believers everywhere would trust in the Lord, especially during these times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4576104079012865173?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4576104079012865173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4576104079012865173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4576104079012865173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4576104079012865173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/03/praying-for-japan.html' title='Praying for Japan.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1278496682828336928</id><published>2011-02-28T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T11:40:50.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Feeding 40K</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SzSC-SMF5S8/TWvIb7VLrKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VBJLrguZLWY/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SzSC-SMF5S8/TWvIb7VLrKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VBJLrguZLWY/s400/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578772945537051810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few months ago, the hotel where Revolution typically meets let us know that there would be one day where they could not allow us to have church on their property, as the space had already been rented. We talked as a staff, we made a few calls, and Josh returned with a bold vision: to use our Sunday morning time to purchase, package, and ship meals to hungry people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What resulted was "FEED 40K;" a chance for our body to see that we not only worship Jesus with our our voices, but with our hands and our purse strings.  We printed 400 waivers in anticipation, printed 400 shirts, had enough coffee donated for 300 cups (75% of which was to be consumed by me), and bought 500 wristbands, simply because we couldn't buy any less than that amount in a package.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of it was enough, save for some coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Per our calculations, 540 people participated in the feed40K event. Sports teams came together (Thank you, Messiah College), Families served with one another; friends invited friends, neighbors, and their mailmen.  Emery (as seen above) participated in her first "service" event. We gave her the information she needed as far as "why" people are hungry. That night, she (unprompted) prayed for the children in Haiti who are still hungry, and will be after the food we packed runs out. Emery's heart has always been sensitive; but it was great to see it sensitive to the things that break God's heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My prayer for Revolution is the same, in this case, as the one that I pray for my daughters. My prayer is that they would know the Lord, and love Him with genuine affection. Then, with that foundation, that they would worship Him by caring and loving those who are overlooked, those who do not benefit capitalism or credit card rewards points. My hope is that they would be worshippers, and not philanthropists...that they would see the inextricable link between what happens on a Sunday morning and what goes on in the rest of their week....not because the preaching or song selections are "awesome," but because their God is both great and good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please join me in praying this prayer for Revolution in the weeks to come. Pray for me, and the rest of the ministry leaders, that we would model a service first to the Lord, and that we would then see others as the Lord sees them. Pray that our city would not just focus on transforming the world in service, but also would be transformed by the gospel out of God's service to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and thanks so stinking much for you partnership. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1278496682828336928?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1278496682828336928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1278496682828336928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1278496682828336928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1278496682828336928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/02/on-feeding-40k.html' title='On Feeding 40K'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SzSC-SMF5S8/TWvIb7VLrKI/AAAAAAAAAM0/VBJLrguZLWY/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5966486492850742777</id><published>2011-02-14T23:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:52:11.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Ancarrow the Black-hearted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7oZCKG0aj0/TVoCYq-cSiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iR4p4rxo0KI/s1600/blackheart_valentinesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7oZCKG0aj0/TVoCYq-cSiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iR4p4rxo0KI/s400/blackheart_valentinesday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573770111700716066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentine's Day is a fun distraction. Though I've never participated fully, and my college dating experience has forever soured a bulk of romantic comedies for me, chocolates, flowers, and teddy bears score you huge points with the daughters. I love making them feel loved. I wish I could say that's the lasting image of today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend was great celebrate of love in our family. However, on this day (Valentine's Day), I'm reminded though of how truly black my heart is. No, it's not because Justin Bieber is on Conan. Today, on the day of love, my  heart was revealed as imperfect and unloving. I was reminded that my heart is "deceitful," and hard to trust when left to its own selfishness and devices. I was reminded of how, even inadvertently, this black heart and it's desires can bring hurt to others when it chooses itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate failing. I love telling you that your sin doesn't define you compared to who you are in Christ, but I hate the moments where I'm reminded through my "stupidity" how much I really Christ working in my heart. I hide behind a perfectionist's spirit, working hard to have as little to repent for  as possible. Some days, I'm even ridiculous enough to believe that hype. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These final moments of my day are uncomfortable. Frankly, I've not won at anything today. I feel like a complete failure...nothing I worked to accomplish today ended up as it should. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My prayer is that in my failure, Christ would shine all the more in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5966486492850742777?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5966486492850742777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5966486492850742777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5966486492850742777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5966486492850742777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/02/sir-ancarrow-black-hearted.html' title='Sir Ancarrow the Black-hearted.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p7oZCKG0aj0/TVoCYq-cSiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/iR4p4rxo0KI/s72-c/blackheart_valentinesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1250936575566183087</id><published>2011-02-08T12:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:30:09.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining Crabcakes: Hallelujah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TVF5wdsbLfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FeLJ7LHB3IE/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TVF5wdsbLfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FeLJ7LHB3IE/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571368087545654770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo is from Chick and Ruth's. Yesterday I enjoyed a 1/2 pound crabcake (no sides but lettuce - don't worry) with my aunt. It felt right, knowing that there was much to be celebrated yesterday. If you watched Man Vs. Food, this is the restaurant that was featured in the Washington DC episode for the "colossal challenge." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why Celebrate on a Monday, you ask? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The Steelers lost! Sorry to both the many bandwagoners and those "true fans" with Western PA ties that are 3rd and 4th generation fans alike, but I was rooting against you. Even Fergie butchering GNR &amp;amp; the promo spots for Glee couldn't temper my joy on Sunday night.  Now that football has ended (and may not be back for a while), please join me in directing your angst at the Yankees. In fact, Cameron Diaz serving A-Rod popcorn during the game should serve as some kind of prophetic foreshadowing in where we should all direct our angst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Some very good Indiana friends welcomed Baby Ella Ferguson into the world.  Congrats Heather &amp;amp; Sean, I wish I could warp zone to Indiana for a hour to send my love in person. We're so happy for you! What's best: Baby Ella gets to share a birthday with Nathan Shaver &amp;amp; Charles Dickens. Great company, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I sit here, anticipating a phone call that may actually  come today with an offer on our house in Indiana. This is 48 hours after a  phone call I had gotten about the house saying that our gutters had frozen over, and that water had gotten in as a result. Whether it all pans out or not, I have seen God work through circumstances and through people this weekend in ways that make me realize that He's good, sovereign, and working all things together for the good. An offer or not, this has been brought to my mind today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. There are great shows coming to the area: in fact, too many to count. My wife and I are going to see Jimmy Eat World on Sunday, and my brother and I are seeing Underoath on the 22nd. Future shows include the GetUpKids, Emery, and Danielson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick music plug: I picked up the new record from "the Civil Wars." I don't listen to alt-country every day, but this music is great stuff. If you're up for something new, give it a whirl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1250936575566183087?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1250936575566183087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1250936575566183087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1250936575566183087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1250936575566183087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-raining-crabcakes-hallelujah.html' title='It&apos;s Raining Crabcakes: Hallelujah!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TVF5wdsbLfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FeLJ7LHB3IE/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5208955014265820783</id><published>2011-01-31T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:30:38.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Plunge</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I joined 15,000 other people in jumping into the icy waters of the Chesepeake Bay. The event was The Polar Bear Plunge, an annual fundraiser for the MD Special Olympics. I wasJoined by the Governor, Raven's QB Joe Flacco (he wasn't busy with super bowl preparation), and a team of brave folks from Revolution Annapolis. Since oil spills are frowned upon these days, DJ Pauly D and his hair stayed on the beach assuaged the masses with his "skillz." Seriously, why is this guy famous again? Oh, and random dad in the crowd: why did you put your daughter up on your shoulders to see him? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The water was cold, but the company was good. Really, that's the take home for me. One of the hardest parts of moving to a new place is saying goodbye to people you care about, and who care about you. While I signed up for the plunge initially just to bond with the staff, it felt good to be with a crew of people that it was fun to do something completely crazy with. While I'm guy that doesn't mind going to a concert or a movie by myself (if I really want to see something), it's hard to go through life having everyone at an arm's length, playing phone tag with friends 10 hours away. So often, it's hard to have to explain your mood, or rearrange a joke you want to tell because you're not sure the people around you will get "you" for saying it. This fact is what makes old friends so irreplaceable. However, this day was symbolic of the fact that, in addition to an old crew that I know is lifting us up,  God is providing a new crew of people in this season to do life alongside.  I'm praying that I will have the ears to listen and love them well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5208955014265820783?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5208955014265820783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5208955014265820783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5208955014265820783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5208955014265820783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/01/taking-plunge.html' title='Taking the Plunge'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6596141854401300615</id><published>2011-01-23T22:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T09:40:54.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fell's Grind" and the "grind" of church planting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday night I ate the biggest, most epic steak that I've had in some time, courtesy of friends who hooked us up with gift cards (and PNC points - quick plug), and some family members who were willing to take my two little monsters for the night. The times of refreshment with my wife, and the ability to allow her to further explore Baltimore's Inner Harbor and Fells Point, were invaluable to me.  Though we've been married since 2003 (dating since 2002), I think I can count on my hand the number of times that we've been able to spend time in Baltimore. Though location would not have mattered in the end, being in a place that I've loved since childhood with a woman that I've loved throughout my adulthood had great significance to me. So, thanks Amber, and thanks Baltimore. A special plug for "Fells Grind" - we had a great cinnamon roll with some phenomenal coffee. Check it out if you're in Fells point. Also ,Thanks to those who made this possible - Mom, Dad, Uncle Matt, Aunt Belinda, and PNC. Also, thanks Mike &amp;amp; Jess - it was pretty cool to have an impromptu lunch when we met up in the harbor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The need for a recharge of my spiritual battery to me was evident on Sunday morning @Revolution.  Let me start by saving that we had another Great Sunday - great conversations after the service, great worship together; really, just a great morning. However, it was a challenge. It was the kind of morning that would have been great for someone who thinks church planting is cool because they read a book or went to a conference...because the morning was an uphill battle. It was freezing outside for load-in, which was shorthanded, equipment wasn't working properly, and we found ourselves late in the game doing some last-minute training when one of our morning leaders got called into work. In the end, it's a totally worthwhile endeavor, but one that comes with some fine print that often get looked-over by the young or overly ambitious. When you see your favorite church planter at the next Catalyst event, think of the people around him who loaded and unloaded trucks, stayed late so that he could have conversations with hurting people, served in children's ministry because of the vision, not just because they love kids, or were willing to step into any hole at moment's not because the planter was negligent, but because a last-minute need arose. Today, those are the people I'm praising God for...because those people were the biggest blessing to the Kingdom yesterday @Revolution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick Suggestion:  I spoke in the first paragraph of those who blessed us huge-"little" ways.  If you have some you know who's a missionary or doing a kingdom work that is emotionally draining, and you're looking for additional ways to breathe life in them outside of the "fundraising" element, here's some suggestions.  Here are some little things that have been HUGE for our family in this transition (and what I've seen by observing our staff).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Do not neglect praying for them. Let them know it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Look at little ways to bless them - gift cards, groceries, cheap dates night types of things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. If #2 is more than you are able to do, consider even a cup of coffee and a conversation that doesn't begin with, "I need you too...." or "Can you..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Take their kids for the afternoon, the evening, the weekend. Name your weekend - don't wait on the missionary. Make them unload.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Go visit their location and serve anywhere they need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I may be ordering a cheesehead today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-6596141854401300615?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6596141854401300615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6596141854401300615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6596141854401300615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6596141854401300615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/01/fells-grind-and-grind-of-church.html' title='&quot;Fell&apos;s Grind&quot; and the &quot;grind&quot; of church planting.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2503710129005476127</id><published>2011-01-19T22:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:56:45.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Revolution Reflections, Night 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Grew up in Portugal, lived in Argentina...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently moved from South Carolina...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grew up in a former Soviet state...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Former Annapolitan who just  moved from Atlanta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grew up in DC, awaiting housing after brief stay at a local shelter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just moved from Kentucky...&lt;/div&gt;Just moved from Indiana...&lt;div&gt;And a bunch more stories I didn't get the chance to hear, yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The phrases above describe just some of the starting points of folks whom we will try to love, encourage, and  be on mission with as a local revolution (Revolution's name for small groups). Tonight, in closing our group in prayer, one of our members thanked God for His providence in bringing all of us together to this city for this season and time. After all, these are not folks who could have been assembled based on an "affinity" outside of the desire to pursue theLord; I mean,  my guess is that several would hate my favorite bands, movies, and TV shows. Some would probably stink at ultimate frisbee, and I'm not sure how much we would really understand one another's professions, hobbies, or standard small talk "go-tos." What we have in common is a love for the Lord, and a desire to see His glory made known in our city.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, there's not better place to start. Let's go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2503710129005476127?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2503710129005476127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2503710129005476127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2503710129005476127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2503710129005476127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/01/local-revolution-reflections-night-1.html' title='Local Revolution Reflections, Night 1.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8099967243877517872</id><published>2011-01-10T11:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:32:47.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not trying to sound like a religious creeper, but...</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning with the feeling like there was a cloud over me. I found it hard to describe to anyone how I felt. At first, it felt like maybe I just hadn't had my coffee soon enough - or that I was dreading listening to the Jets/Rex Ryan lovefest on Mike &amp;amp; Mike this morning - a normal staple (though I'll avoid it this week thank to Rex Ryan and the inevitable Steeler lovefest that will ensue this week). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may think it was because things went horrible yesterday...they didn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, yesterday was my favorite, and in my opinion, the best Sunday we've had at Revolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm convinced today that the two are connected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With great spiritual victory comes much spiritual battle. Ephesians 6 comes to mind. Also, look at Elijah in 1 Kings 18 &amp;amp; 19. This should not be shocking or unexpected. So, why is it always shocking and unexpected to me?  I find myself today trusting in God to refresh my spirit as I spend time with Him in prayer. additionally, I'm grateful for an understanding wife, strong black coffee, and the ability to escape ESPN's love affair with all that I abhor about sports on a Monday after one of your favorite teams loses to a team in their ratings-base. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful to be part of the fight, and am willing to die with my boots on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-8099967243877517872?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8099967243877517872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8099967243877517872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8099967243877517872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8099967243877517872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-trying-to-sound-like-religious.html' title='Not trying to sound like a religious creeper, but...'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4098701995502990491</id><published>2010-12-15T07:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T08:00:42.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Revelations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TQi3x9N_5-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/5JU9Iuur40M/s1600/colts-moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TQi3x9N_5-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/5JU9Iuur40M/s400/colts-moving.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550888609608886242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things I learned during the process of moving to MD: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I did not use Mayflower to move....because if I had, I would have left town on time. While I was exceedingly grateful for the extra time with friends, I was not grateful to have worked really hard to prepare a house only to not have a moving company not show up until 48 hours later. I will, however, give Kudos to the driver George, and the movers themselves, who did an awesome job upon their arrival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Movers love to talk Football. This was nice for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. One mover thought I looked like David Caruso. This was a welcome departure from "Opie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Sheetz is still the best "all in one" stopping place on the Interstate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  The items given to me in the Northview "office warming" part of our Xmas Party make me look like a creeper (Jar of Pickles, ceramic bunny, random pictures of Restoration movement preachers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Moving is never simple. Period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I cherish sauces and spices, perhaps more than I should.  This is why a bag of them travelled to Maryland with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8, The X - wow. It was a great final Sunday with students &amp;amp; sponsors on 12/5, and I will really miss those students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. #8 is also true with the collection of friends we connected with over the course of our final week. Anyone wanna move to MD? if it's  a perk to you, there is currently no snow on the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Road trips always make me dig deep into the ipod. This is why I rocked Young MC's "Bust a Move" while I was drive through Columbus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are coming together here. to hear my first sermon at Revolution, check out www.revolutionannapolis.com or visit the Itunes store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4098701995502990491?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4098701995502990491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4098701995502990491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4098701995502990491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4098701995502990491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/12/moving-revelations.html' title='Moving Revelations.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TQi3x9N_5-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/5JU9Iuur40M/s72-c/colts-moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2245191901146964267</id><published>2010-11-16T20:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:42:07.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annapolis...For Lease</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TOMwwQWM82I/AAAAAAAAAMM/mBPYooLGBJE/s1600/coldwellbanker.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d8354e186b46005" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d8354e186b46005%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460620%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D243C6A4A33581D7322C2D5FAEB6AA4B914965577.4FAA47EFC170D525761064F2598C5C1528B74E44%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d8354e186b46005%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dck9g7xhuFuMXtBTjmUCPW3FUI9o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d8354e186b46005%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460620%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D243C6A4A33581D7322C2D5FAEB6AA4B914965577.4FAA47EFC170D525761064F2598C5C1528B74E44%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d8354e186b46005%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dck9g7xhuFuMXtBTjmUCPW3FUI9o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a description of my first weekend, via video vlog, that I made for the NCC church body. Forgive my lack of editing skills - perhaps future videos will be fancier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that doesn't sum up my previous week at Revolution, then the sign below will. For starters, I'm fairly certain that Coldwell Banker owns half of the city of Annapolis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TOMwwQWM82I/AAAAAAAAAMM/mBPYooLGBJE/s400/coldwellbanker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540325572175786850" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been looking around the city for signs like this one. Leaving messages - waiting for calls back - looking for the perfect office space.  I've actually found a space I really like - stay tuned to see if it becomes the future offices of Revolution.  While my wallet will be thankful for semi-permanent office space, I must say that I've enjoyed getting to make various area coffee shops my makeshift office for hours at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For our family, here's some stuff to pray for: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. That our house in Danville would sell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. For monthly supporters to continue to come on board . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. For a smooth transition for Amber and the girls; friends, community, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. For a smooth transition at NCC with a new youth minister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. That Scott would connect quickly with friends and co-workers,and would effectively serve Revolution quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. For emotional and physical health for our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. For Revolution Annapolis - which is now a month old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2245191901146964267?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2245191901146964267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2245191901146964267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2245191901146964267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2245191901146964267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/11/annapolisfor-lease.html' title='Annapolis...For Lease'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TOMwwQWM82I/AAAAAAAAAMM/mBPYooLGBJE/s72-c/coldwellbanker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7339537963786589278</id><published>2010-10-27T21:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:37:12.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Launch Weekend: A Recap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TMjcvPjh50I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6Lywp2KTTq8/s1600/74078_842482900429_7807942_47060362_6078256_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TMjcvPjh50I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6Lywp2KTTq8/s400/74078_842482900429_7807942_47060362_6078256_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532914846412171074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REVOLUTION HAS LAUNCHED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend marked the first "official" weekend of services for Revolution Annapolis.  Though we've been helping (as much as we can from 10 hours away) to prepare for this event, it was an amazingly surreal experience to join this team in launching this new church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, launch was an incredible time to step by and watch how God brought the people who make up this church together. Since I was meeting most people on the launch team (those who were committed to helping start the church) for the first time, I found myself hearing all the different ways that God was leading people to Annapolis. Some are Marylanders who share my love of crabcakes &amp;amp; corn on the cob; others are transplants who  were unable to find a church. Some others moved (or are moving) to Annapolis to help start this church. As we unloaded boxes of sound gear and children's ministry "walls," it was surreal to know that God was using all of us, and our individual stories, to make his name famous in Annapolis.  Amber and I felt a quick connection to many on the launch team, and look forward to many more days of  proclaiming the love of Christ together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The launch itself was an amazing event. As you can see from the pics, an empty hotel ballroom was filled with people on Sunday morning. All in all, there were 269 who attended our launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TMjgIU7HeuI/AAAAAAAAAME/4iTEhsuszBY/s1600/launch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TMjgIU7HeuI/AAAAAAAAAME/4iTEhsuszBY/s400/launch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532918575884892898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh preached about a Revolutionary Jesus, who defies so many of the pictures of Jesus we've created for the sake of our comforts. In a place where these false pictures are often  embraced, I pray that we would be agents in making this revolutionary Jesus known to the state of Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's irrelevant to the rest of the post, I must tell you that the afternoon consisted of watching the ravens with a bowl of Grandma Utz potato chips, and then a crabcake dinner at Mike's , directly on the water front. I am going to like living in Maryland again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left town, the staff of Revolution gathered to evaluate, review, and figure out a plan for moving forward. While there's much to praise Jesus in conjunction with launch, our staff also feels a great burden for those who God has brought us. As we move forward to future weeks, pray that many who checked out Revolution would come back. pray that we could connect them to other Christians who would model Christ's love, and that they, in turn, would be display a revolutionary Jesus to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7339537963786589278?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7339537963786589278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7339537963786589278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7339537963786589278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7339537963786589278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/launch-weekend-recap.html' title='Launch Weekend: A Recap!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TMjcvPjh50I/AAAAAAAAAL8/6Lywp2KTTq8/s72-c/74078_842482900429_7807942_47060362_6078256_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4137905509974767746</id><published>2010-10-20T09:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T10:04:12.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the Revolution...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TL8AfrbiOKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/05pjVbeM5YM/s1600/revolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TL8AfrbiOKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/05pjVbeM5YM/s400/revolution.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530139411668416674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to say that, starting this Sunday, the image that you're viewing becomes an "official" weekly staple in the city of Annapolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolution Launches this weekend. I am so excited for this team of people, most of whom I haven't even met at this point. I'm grateful for their hearts, and their commitment to seeing the mission of God carried out in their city. I'm excited to learn from them, and to help where I can.  I'll give a report on the launch of Revolution next week. In the meantime, pray for our team, and for the weekend's launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we have a timeline for our transition to MD. It is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;November 9-23 - In Annapolis with Revolution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;November 23- head to KY for Thankgiving, and to share with Fairview Christian Church, who wants to partner with us (praising God for this!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;November 29 - December 5 - Our final week at NCC on staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Amber will be finished teaching in conjunction with the end of Danville's first tri-mester on November 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still some details that need to come together in our transition.  The biggest is our house. Pray that it sells. We know that this is a hard economic time, but we have a great home. It's hard to be patient...pray that we will submit to God in this, and do all we can in the meantime to get the word out. If you have a friend who would be in the market for a 1400 sq ft, 3br, 2bath home in Danville, please have them take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to updating you on the launch next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4137905509974767746?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4137905509974767746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4137905509974767746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4137905509974767746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4137905509974767746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/here-comes-revolution.html' title='Here comes the Revolution...'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/TL8AfrbiOKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/05pjVbeM5YM/s72-c/revolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6886267512956270382</id><published>2010-10-12T19:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:07:54.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little downsizing</title><content type='html'>Consider this our "yard sale." As we prepare to move to MD, time will not allow us to have a formal yard sale event. However, as we downsize and pack up, there's some stuff that we want to see find a good home when we head to MD. So, if you have want/need for any of the following items, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:scotta@northviewchristian.org"&gt;scotta@northviewchristian.org&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="mailto:scott.ancarrow@gmail.com"&gt;scott.ancarrow@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; . You can just have the items (first come, first serve), or could make a small contribution for the items. Whatever is fine. My guess is that more items are to come - check back at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddler - Two person porch swing&lt;br /&gt;Toddler slide &amp;amp; Swing&lt;br /&gt;Firepit&lt;br /&gt;White Dresser (four drawer) – great for kids room&lt;br /&gt;Computer Desk&lt;br /&gt;Black leather recliner (cat scratched, but very comfortable)&lt;br /&gt;Bed – Double bed – mattress, boxspring &amp;amp; frame -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SPOKEN FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen size bed frame&lt;br /&gt;Rocking Chair for nursery/children’s room&lt;br /&gt;Infant Changing Table&lt;br /&gt;8 ft. Artificial Christmas Tree -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SPOKEN FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6886267512956270382?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6886267512956270382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6886267512956270382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6886267512956270382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6886267512956270382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-downsizing.html' title='A little downsizing'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7140982631582345015</id><published>2010-09-29T22:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:40:28.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night thoughts on National Coffee Day.</title><content type='html'>One book shelf in my office now sits full cleaned out and properly sorted - waiting for the day when a new youth minister will fill it with books (if Shaver doesn't steal it first). The other shelf is still full stocked with resources, materials and needed things as I prepare and study over these next few weeks. Ahh...limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be our lives these days. Limbo. Lots of it. As we wait for a house to sell, quotes from moving companies, and our support to come in - we pack boxes in anticipation. Then we go back to our respective jobs, pay our bills, and - some days - seem to feel that nothing has changed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is teaching us dependence and trust in this season. I must admit, I wanted the crazy cool story of how God sold our house in like 3 hours or something, thus affirming every decision we made immediately after. However, the Lord is refining me, pruning my tendency to trust control and routine over His timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Limbo continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some specific things to pray for:&lt;br /&gt;1. That our house would sell in the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;2. That our fundraising would continue to come in...and that more montly supporters would come on board.&lt;br /&gt;3. Our spiritual health - that we would trust God to provide all we need during this tiem - physically, emotionally, etc.&lt;br /&gt;4. Northview - the selection process of a new youth minister.&lt;br /&gt;5. Our family's transition to MD.&lt;br /&gt;6. Revolution Annapolis - which launches in a few weeks. Pray that details would come together, and that others will come on board with the conjunction of the church's launch.&lt;br /&gt;7. For wisdom in selecting a specific date to move our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7140982631582345015?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7140982631582345015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7140982631582345015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7140982631582345015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7140982631582345015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/09/late-night-thoughts-on-national-coffee.html' title='Late night thoughts on National Coffee Day.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-865377608685896819</id><published>2010-09-14T22:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T22:12:23.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go, Boldly.</title><content type='html'>After tonight's soccer games, (varsity and JV wins, by the way), I sat down and read Acts 5. Two themes stuck out to me; first, in reading about Ananias and Sapphira, the idea of "holding back" things from God became apparently clear. At the end of the chapter, I read about the boldness of Peter and others, who preached the gospel even when it cost them dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these are themes for us right now as we seek to walk the line between stewardship and sacrifice. We feel so clearly led to MD; but even then,  its become clear how much boldness and "letting go" that really is going to require.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more, we need your prayers: here's how you can pray for us this week.&lt;br /&gt;1. Pray for us to establish a timeline for moving.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pray that additional financial supporters will come on board to help supplement the full funding of our residency.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pray that our house will sell during these next few weeks, so that we can move in conjunction wtih the launch of Revolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-865377608685896819?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/865377608685896819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=865377608685896819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/865377608685896819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/865377608685896819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/09/letting-go-boldly.html' title='Letting Go, Boldly.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4656355784557530410</id><published>2010-09-06T12:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T13:02:38.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Labor (day, that is).</title><content type='html'>It's Labor Day - which, as Darrin Patrick's tweet suggested today, should be re-named "manual labor days." I'm t-minus a few minutes from being right there with him, beginning to pack non-essential items and plan the impending move to MD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've longed for a moment where this MD thing would begin to feel real.  Frankly, it just hasn't yet...despite all the folding of packets and late-night thinking sessions. Today may be the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 8 years - Labor day has usually consisted of me using part of, if not all, of the day to plan the X Fall Kickoff. We've done all kinds of things over the years, from concerts to writing a "musical." As I concluded my time doing the same thing today, it hit me, " this is my last X fall kickoff." That, in itself, is a really surreal feeling, since the planning of this event has marked my entire adult life.  It's also made it clear to me that the new few weeks will be full of moments like this one - where tears of excitement and joy meet the tears of goodbyes and farewells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The crowds recoil, demand our survival, fists in the air, mouths caked with saliva. But you are the one, the spark that was spawned, who picks up the pieces, and passes it on....(Reese Roper, "See the Flames Begin to Crawl")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Labor...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4656355784557530410?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4656355784557530410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4656355784557530410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4656355784557530410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4656355784557530410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-in-labor-day-that-is.html' title='I&apos;m in Labor (day, that is).'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1842862595023236064</id><published>2010-08-26T22:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:40:48.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How you can Partner with us in moving toward Church Planting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="FreeForm"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As we step out in this next chapter of our lives, there are several different in which we are asking our families, friends, church families, churches, etc to partner with us. We are seeking any combination of the following: &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="FreeForm"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;1.PARTNERS IN PRAYER&lt;/b&gt; - We would like to ask that you pray for us and that you pass our blog &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on to as many people as you can, and ask them pray for our family. I will post individual blogs strictly on this issue, and you can sign up for emailed prayer updates by emailing me at scott.ancarrow@gmail.com . As you think of us, please pray for us. there are a million little things to address and take care of over the next few months and years, on top of the hundred big things that remain to accomplish. More and more lately, I am learning that when I put this request at #1, it's not because I'm trying to make myself look holy before I ask  you to support us financially. Truly, we need your prayers. If you got our postcard, perhaps put it in a place you look at regularly, and pray for us when you see it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="FreeForm"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; 2. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;PARTNERS FINANCIALLY&lt;/b&gt; – &lt;span style=""&gt;In the the short term, we will use a portion of our overall 5-year fundraising goal of $400,000 to allow for two years salary at Revolution Annapolis, the first church we are helping launch later this Fall. We are hoping that individuals and friends will be a large source of support during this time while we build the necessary partnerships that will allow us to present our vision to churches and individuals for a second church in the Baltimore, MD area . &lt;/span&gt;We need to raise a large percentage of this salary before we can even move to MD to join the staff of Revolution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="FreeForm"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Probably the best way to support financially is through  prayerfully considering being a monthly supporter over the next two years. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To set up monthly support , visit the Orchard Group's site http://orchardgroup.org/.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-size:7;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just click on the E-giving link at the bottomleft-hand corner, choose the appropriate payment method, and then choose “The Annapolis Project-Scott Ancarrow” in the first drop-down list. For your convenience, we can also assist you in setting up a monthly EFT (Electronic Funds Transfer) from your account to “The Orchard Group”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="FreeForm"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If that cannot work,  consider making a one-time gift. You may also do this at www.orchardgroup.org Folks from Northview Christian Chruch that are seeking to give this way may give at a special offering on October 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="FreeForm"  style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; If neither works, but you feel like your church may be open to discussing how they may partner with church planting, please contact me so that I may set up a way to contact your or them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="FreeForm"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-size:7;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; 3. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;PARTNERS IN MISSIONS&lt;i style=""&gt; - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Over the next few years, we are seeking individuals who would view our transition as an opportunity to possibly make the same move, thus helping us launch our church with a strong team of devoted members who want to love their city.  If you want to live for the glory of God, and seek the good of man, and the welfare of the city, perhaps consider doing so in a place where the love of Christ may not be readily known.  If you're considering this, please contact me to set up a time to discuss it further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FYI: As time approaches, there will also be short-term mission opportunities...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="FreeForm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="FreeForm" style="margin-left: 1in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(59, 61, 60);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1842862595023236064?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1842862595023236064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1842862595023236064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1842862595023236064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1842862595023236064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-you-can-partner-with-us-in-moving.html' title='How you can Partner with us in moving toward Church Planting...'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3644294991955359783</id><published>2010-08-23T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:19:26.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution Annapolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/THKtSrUBv_I/AAAAAAAAALk/sd7K1FpaGko/s1600/Revolution-Logo-MSOffice.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/THKtSrUBv_I/AAAAAAAAALk/sd7K1FpaGko/s400/Revolution-Logo-MSOffice.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508655830603513842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our CP assessment, Amber and I met Josh &amp;amp; Tim,  who are planting Revolution Annapolis this upcoming Fall.  As the weekend progressed, so did our respect for these guys. As we drove back to our hotel, we even discussed how cool it would be to be so close to those guys someday, because their vision and attitudes toward church are so legit. I was excited to maybe learn from these guys in the future - enjoying the benefit of another set of mentors in the state upon my eventual arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of that month, we were talking about working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall, we'll join the staff of Revolution Annapolis. Revolution is a new church launching on October 24.  Later this fall, I'll join their staff as a "church planter in residence:" meaning that I'm there to work for Revolution - but with the expectation that someday down the road, we'll leave to launch a new church. It's an understatement to say that we are totally excited to work and learn with this new team. Once again, God is writing a better story for us than we could write for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think this is an amazing opportunity for  our family for several reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;1. Joining the staff of Revolution Annapolis will provide Scott with the valuable learning experience of the blessings and challenges of starting a new church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Scott's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt; gifts and ministry experience can assist Revolution Annapolis in starting a new church&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Revolution &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Annapolis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; has the DNA of the kind of church Scott and Amber want to continue to see reproduced in the Baltimore/Washington area.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Being in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Maryland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; will allow Scott and Amber  to wisely steward the resources of their supporters by&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;networking two years prior to their launch as a new church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Revolution &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Annapolis&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; desires to be a reproducing church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can view what Revolution is doing in Annapolis so far by visiting : &lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/user/REVOLUTIONannapolis"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/REVOLUTIONannapolis&lt;/a&gt; , or &lt;a href="http://www.revolutionannapolis.com/"&gt;www.revolutionannapolis.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3644294991955359783?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3644294991955359783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3644294991955359783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3644294991955359783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3644294991955359783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/08/revolution-annapolis.html' title='Revolution Annapolis'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/THKtSrUBv_I/AAAAAAAAALk/sd7K1FpaGko/s72-c/Revolution-Logo-MSOffice.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4414300960405648275</id><published>2010-08-22T06:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T06:11:19.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why MD?</title><content type='html'>So, of all the places in the country to take part in church planting, why Maryland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt; Buck Showalter is going to change the face of the Orioles franchise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;There are no good crabcakes in Indiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;Scott is just really homesick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;Peyton is in the last decade of his career - so I better have a back up plan when these twelve win Colts' seasons are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Nope. None of these factored in the decision. Not even the crabcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Impact the area of our nation’s capital…impact our nation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;As part of the I-95 corridor, The area is a gateway to some of the most influential cities in our country. Combined, Baltimore and Washington make up the &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; largest metropolitan area in our country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;The Northeast is gradually become more and more “post-christian,” having just passed the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pacific Northwest&lt;/st1:place&gt; as the area of our country with the lowest percentage of “Christians.” Ironically, this is also the home of 20-25% of our nation’s population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; position: relative; top: 1pt;font-size:12;" &gt;There is a need for growing churches to match the growth of population in this area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;16% of Marylanders are involved in a church of any Christian denomination. 8.7% belong to an evangelical church. In &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Maryland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, there are 1079 people for every 1 church. Due to Population growth, 181 churches would have to open this year in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Maryland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; to match the attendance percentages of the year 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tremendous opportunity ahead of us in the state of Maryland. Being from Maryland, I always thought to myself, "Man, I'd love to go back to the coast and do something." However, until recent developments, nothing seemed to affirmed by God as we prayed about it or thought it through; that is, until now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4414300960405648275?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4414300960405648275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4414300960405648275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4414300960405648275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4414300960405648275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-md.html' title='Why MD?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5414451715526806061</id><published>2010-08-20T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:17:51.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Start New Churches?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;One of the questions we've been asked, and one we've even asked ourselves in learning about church planting, is: WHY START NEW CHURCHES?  When I was a student at KCU, church planting was stereotyped as the kind of thing reserved for disgruntled Christians or international missionaries. At the time, I had no interest in the idea at all. Now, church planting is all the rage....which frankly, made me more nervous being part of church planting at first.  Yet, here we are, desiring to plant a church...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY START NEW CHURCHES? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New churches take the gospel to new or lost places&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Matthew 28:18-20 Jesus commissioned His followers to go out into the whole world and make disciples.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the New Testament we see this modeled for us by the apostles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They would arrive in a town convert some and a new church would be born.&lt;span style="position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting new churches has been proven to be the most effective way to reach pre-christian people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is the same strategy that the apostles used almost 2000 years ago.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We believe that a large part of this is due to the “new” factor. New things get more attention.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;New things draw people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People who might not ever grace the door way of an established church will come to a new church - just to check it out. &lt;span style="position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Planting new churches is the quickest and most effective way to spread the gospel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are planting with a goal of reproduction, both for the new church and for new churches we will help start.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Established churches, especially those who are struggling or declining, tend to get lost in politics, or in the "we've never done it this way before." &lt;span style="position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;        &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is a desperate need for relevant and growing churches, even in the "Christian" USA.&lt;/span&gt;  In 1900, there were 28 churches for every 10,000 Americans.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In 2004, there were only 11 churches for every 10,000 Americans.&lt;span style=""&gt;  Of these, How many of them are actually preaching the gospel? &lt;/span&gt;How many of these are effectively being the hands and feet of Jesus? That's not for me to say...regardless, there are about 300 million people in the US who are completely unreached.   &lt;span style="position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; position: relative; top: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Statistics show that over the past 16 years church attendance on a whole in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has decreased from 20.4% to 17.5%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Unfortunately, for many, Christianity is more of a "nationality" than it is a total life focus. Many claim to be Christian, but many less pursue Jesus as a disciple.  Many have began to understand that outside of being a disciple of Christ, and living out His hope, church is just a lame hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is the heart behind what we're doing. We want to be part of something that is is "fresh wineskins" for a generation who has grown disillusioned by what they perceive about Christ.  We hope others will be excited to partner with us in that process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5414451715526806061?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5414451715526806061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5414451715526806061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5414451715526806061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5414451715526806061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-start-new-churches.html' title='Why Start New Churches?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1066059680097901898</id><published>2010-08-19T13:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T13:53:25.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A good tired.</title><content type='html'>Thursdays are pretty cool. After the 2nd long day of the week (Sunday &amp;amp; Wed ususally go about 12+ hours), Thursdays are one of my days to unplug and hang out with my girls. The day is not without it's difficulties. I'm rarely well-slept, and two children under five need constant attention and entertainment. There's the lunch, the naps, and inevitability that my children will find a way to expose their humanity to me.  Nonetheless, Thursdays never leave me without a moment where I have a story to tell. Today, it was Emery rocking out to the new Jimmy Eat World single in the back seat ("My Best Theory" - catchy number), and Reese falling asleep in a walmart shopping cart. At the end of the Thursday, I often think to myself, "I'm a good tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The announcement to begin the process of moving to Maryland has been a "good tired" as well. Telling our Danville friends, even those who have known the day was coming when we'd step out to a place we want to love with the love of Christ, has been draining. Telling students and families who I've seen through good and bad times was the most nervous I've been about anything in a long time. The impending days and the details to sort out sometimes seem quite daunting...but at the end of the day, we know we are stepping where we are being led.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days ahead, I will begin to use this blog to keep you, friend, family member, or curious bystander informed on the journey that the Ancarrow family is facing.  Stay tuned to see further details on where we're going, what we're doing, and how you can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,feel free to do the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. Check out the quick video on "why MD?" to the right of this post.&lt;br /&gt;2. Please pray for us in the following ways:&lt;br /&gt;A. Endurance to face the details of the upcoming months.&lt;br /&gt;B. A smooth transition to Annapolis.&lt;br /&gt;C. A great new youth minister for Northview in Danville.&lt;br /&gt;D. That funds would come in as they need to&lt;br /&gt;E.Pray for unity and protection in marriage and family as we take this step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to sharing more with you in the upcoming months...and if I ever get an iphone, I may just post video of Emery rocking out in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Scottt (and emery - who has been on my lap from mid-post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1066059680097901898?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1066059680097901898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1066059680097901898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1066059680097901898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1066059680097901898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-tired.html' title='A good tired.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5731183735399912004</id><published>2010-05-10T09:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:25:48.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of player are you?</title><content type='html'>In sports, there are great players, and there are there are great-skilled players. After years of coaching, I see a huge distinction.  It's fairly easy, with the right skill-set and the God-given talent, to be best player on a poor team.  What's more difficult is to be a person who, in the face of difficulty, or when everyone is not of the same talent-caliber, makes their team and teammates better. Everyone is rising to their leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I was, by no means, the best player on any soccer team I played on.  I never lived in that illusion. When pieced with random "I've been playing club soccer since I was four so that my mommy and daddy can feel better about their own inadequacies" types of players, some would take the opportunities they'd been given, and use it to make me better. Their footwork improved mine. Their shots created opportunities for me.  It was a good fit.  They may yell at a mistake someone made here and there, but it was rooted in the encouragement of helping us be the best players we can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then there were the "stars" that would just scream. We existed for them. They'd cry at officials over every call. They'd cut everyone down at halftime. They screamed a lot...but motivated no one. In short, they're just talented divas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true for the body of Christ. Are we the players that improve enhance our brothers and sister's walks with how we come alongside them, or are we too busy whining about how stupid and wrong everyone is, and how we're the only ones who "get it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to be the latter this week. May you do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5731183735399912004?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5731183735399912004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5731183735399912004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5731183735399912004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5731183735399912004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-kind-of-player-are-you.html' title='What kind of player are you?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5735888734110648943</id><published>2010-04-14T10:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:25:58.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Seattle....</title><content type='html'>Now that I am back on Eastern Standard Time, I have began compiling my thoughts about my most recent Missions Opportunity with the high school students from the X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we worked with an organization called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Network Tacoma&lt;/span&gt;, (www.networktacoma.org), and organization that is basically helping families who are either a step away from, or a step out of, being on the streets.  We helped flip and clean out some apartments for families who would struggle to get apartments otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one project that took all week - the cleaning out of an apartment from someone who had been evicted.  None of our were prepared for what we found in the place (some of which I cannot mention here, so that I may r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/S8Xsf0zjw0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ib52CXulIVU/s1600/bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/S8Xsf0zjw0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ib52CXulIVU/s320/bedroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460030154751591234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emain employed). Food had been left out where it was on the final day they left. The smells were appalling. The evidences of children living in this place at one point were heartbreaking.  And, just when you thought you had found the "worst of it," there was something else to turnover or move that was even more saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the chaos of this person's final days in an apartment is only a small taste of the chaos and torment this person lives with daily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this in my journal following day 2 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pill bottle after pill bottle, a book of morman, a WOW worship CD, and drugs: this is a person looking for something to bring hope to their hopelessness. Jesus, where would I be without you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to have an opinion about what would have fixed this person's situation. Maybe a bigger government with more "health care options?" Maybe a job opportunity, or a hip cool, church with a rocking worship pastor and some crazy cool preaching.  Maybe if there were more "family values" on the west coast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth: apart from Jesus, we live in darkness. Our hearts are prone to do dark things, and it's a slippery slope from my current situation to the desperation of the situation we found ourselves observing in Tacoma.  We are a people who are looking for hope, and will worship a variety of things until we find it. In the process, these things enslave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nuclear family, college education, and work ethic give me some benefit in this world...but they do not give me unfailing hope that the gospel offers. Lord, may I not rest in the former things, but rejoice in the latter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5735888734110648943?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5735888734110648943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5735888734110648943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5735888734110648943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5735888734110648943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-seattle.html' title='Hello Seattle....'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/S8Xsf0zjw0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Ib52CXulIVU/s72-c/bedroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7490862227564912662</id><published>2010-03-10T09:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T10:07:04.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour Grapes &amp; the Madness of March.</title><content type='html'>I had the perfect setup: I was pumped full of coffee, my jersey was on, friends were gathered, and I had ordered over 150 glorious wings of differing taste and spice level. I was even comfortable rooting for a team that my grandfather swore to hate beginning in 1984.  The perfect to setup to celebrate a second Superbowl for the Indianapolis Colts, and my favorite player, Peyton Manning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was promising...they looked great for a while. I got got excited and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;they ripped my heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost some heartbreaking games as a player, and later as a coach. I've cheered for some really bad teams (Long-standing Orioles fan right here) in my time, but this one made me sick.  I stayed away from ESPN, ESPNRADIO, and readied myself for the barrage of "Manning hating" that would happen all around me.  It was watching a team snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. It was the reversal of all the fourth quarter comebacks that Colts fans have just come to expect. And I, the fan, had no game check or vacation to medicate my pain.  While I snapped out of it fairly quickly, I still get frustrated thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be saying, "hey Scott - February called, and it wants its headline back." Here's my heart....we're approaching March Madness, another great sporting event. Unless you're my intern, who cheers for North Carolina or whoever else is winning, you may have a team of choice.  There's a good chance that team is going to let you down this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are Hoosiers...waiting for the 2nd incarnation of coach Knight, minus the choking thing...oh, and while your down, let me kick you by reminding you of what happened the last time IU was in a title game (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fear the turtle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/S5e0w3Zm-hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I2gOWFjIxfI/s1600-h/juantitle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/S5e0w3Zm-hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I2gOWFjIxfI/s320/juantitle2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447021025925986834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are Boilermakers...and you've watched a hopeful season crumble in the wake of a knee injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are Bulldogs...and there's a great excitement about how far you can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,  some are fans of whoever may win them the office pool (and yes Lindsay, I'm prepared to lose to you, and my wife, and three other wives, again this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around the country, with sporting events, we'll take a good thing, and make it a god thing...and that'll be a bad thing. I did it a month ago with the Colts, and, if I'm not careful, the Madness of March, and an eight game maryland winning streak, will sweep me away into placing worship in the wrong place. For those who will scoff at us and say, "yeah, we told you, it's just a game," you'll do it with money, relationships, comfort, status, popularity, or a variety of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports are great at reminding me that people make terrible gods, as they cannot deliever what they promise.  In all the madness of march, marriage, or your job, remember the one who can promise (and not fail you) - "NEVER WILL I LEAVE YOU OR FORSAKE YOU."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7490862227564912662?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7490862227564912662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7490862227564912662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7490862227564912662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7490862227564912662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/sour-grapes-madness-of-march.html' title='Sour Grapes &amp; the Madness of March.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/S5e0w3Zm-hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I2gOWFjIxfI/s72-c/juantitle2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4846157065699913145</id><published>2010-01-20T09:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:59:36.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the World is Mad</title><content type='html'>In wake of the devastating pictures of Haiti, the craziness and chaos of "health care reform," and the era where people claim to like Jay Leno more than Conan O' Brien, it's easy for many to throw their theological hats into the ring; postulating, prognosticating, and evaluating where God is in times of chaos.  After all, wouldn't a good God gave save and protect us from all of this? look around - It's hard to escape tragedy. My vacation time this December was immersed in it; hurting friends, broken people, desperate parents of hurting kids, and the anger and shock fully - bloomed patterns of addiction.  In quiet moments that followed conversations and phone calls, my joy was stolen, and I pull up my hood and try to escape the world as I  quietly mumble to myself the words that I hate to hear myself say: "I deserve better than this...I've done so and so, for so and so, for so long...I need to get away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiikes. Did I just say that? Do I deserve better? I'm guessing  you've been there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are brimming with cumbersome, murderous greed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And malevolence deep and profound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We do unspeakable deeds, does our wickedness know any bounds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Something's gone terribly wrong with everyone;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All the world is mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Darkness brings terrible things; the sun is gone -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What vanity! our sad, wretched fires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can't medicate man to perfection again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can't legislate peace in our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We can't educate sin from our souls, it's been there from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But the blind lead the blind into bottomless pits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Still we smile and deny that we're cursed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But of all our iniquities ignorance may be the worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dustin Kensrue/Thrice - "All the World is Mad")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gospel exposes the idea that "I'm good on my own," or that my actions alone will bring me consistent, eternal peace, as what they truly are: lies. No amount of "can-do"-ness, long hours, or clean language can earn my that hope. Apart from Jesus, I continually contribute to the chaos and ugliness of this world. As believers, we cling to the promise of Jesus in John 16:33 - "&lt;span class="verse-num woc" id="v43016033-1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woc"&gt;I have said these things to you, that&lt;a class="cf" href="http://www.esvstudybible.org/search?q=John+16%3A33%2CJohn+14%3A27%2CCol+3%3A15"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But&lt;a class="cf" href="http://www.esvstudybible.org/search?q=John+16%3A33%2CJohn+14%3A1%2C27"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;take heart; I have overcome the world.”&lt;/span&gt; In the end, my hope is not in stable earth, stable governments, or an NBC without Jay leno (still hoping though). My hope is in Jesus, the author and perfector of faith, who bring the hope of being made new to our suffering and momentary troubles. This hope changes the way that I suffer and endure...for I deserve nothing good apart from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, tragedy must be times where we remind one another that "it could have been us," and sometimes, "maybe it should have been us." Rather than flippantly tooting our horns on religious broadcasting, or fill out blogs with "better us then we" remarks, we must bring the gospel to bear with our time, our talents, and our treasures. All must be used to point to the madness of the world, and the hope of Jesus in the midst of the madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4846157065699913145?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4846157065699913145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4846157065699913145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4846157065699913145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4846157065699913145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-world-is-mad.html' title='All the World is Mad'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3943478648993091740</id><published>2009-12-04T00:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:07:04.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu, my Stanley, Adieu!</title><content type='html'>One of the greatest up/downs  I have in doing student ministry is that I only spend but a short time with those that I work with. I've often used a college basketball analogy to define youth ministry, because every four years I have a completely different team. Their strengths &amp;amp; weaknesses, their cliques, and their passions can be completely different, and the challenge of trying to contextualize the gospel for each becomes quite a challenge. This makes it hard, if not impossible,  for us to compare classes, or even seasons of the X to other ones. Thus, in hindsight, I tend to have favorite series, events, or one-off nights or messages, as opposed to entire years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadley, this happens with adults we grow close to as we minister alongside one another. We said goodbye to another set of teammates tonight, and some very dear friends, whom the Lord is undoubtedly leading the land of Florida, where america goes to die. This part is frankly exciting, as we've been alongside these friends through all the circumstances that have lead up to this night, and we know what an exciting step this is for them.  WIth the wonders of social networking, I'll be able to talk trash about the yankees as readily as I have for these past few years.  Plus, I now have a free couch to crash on in Florida, and an aged dog to cuddle with when I do. The downside is that you can never replace these members of your team. There will never been another Jeff &amp;amp; Dana.  There are other great adult leaders, and there will be other great sponsors who will step up in their abesnce, as the Lord leads.  Such has been the casey for eight years at NCC, and I don't expect that will change in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these goodbyes, and others like it, have sometimes been painful to me, our students, or to the logistics of our minsitry, I'm grateful to see how God has used this little town of Danville to raise up a harvest of leaders for places such as Florida, and for places like TN, Ohio, and even for places as far reaching as Cambodia, Zimbabwe, and Northern Ireland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, farewell, oh Stanley Houser..and may we walk on the beach together soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some final thoughts about the fam:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reese is crawling now, but she has no teeth. What's the point of being able to run around if there's no good food to eat when you get there?&lt;br /&gt;2. Emery believes that seeing the trailer to "The Princess and the frog" means that she has seen the movie.  I don't think I want to correct her, for this ignorance will spare me the cost of two movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Amber and I had a great visit to KY visiting the Ulrich/Bankemper clan for Thanksgiving. it was a great getaway.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am soooo looking forward to a few vacation days coming up during the next few weeks. Some extended sabbath is going to do me very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3943478648993091740?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3943478648993091740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3943478648993091740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3943478648993091740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3943478648993091740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/adieu-my-stanley-adieu.html' title='Adieu, my Stanley, Adieu!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2530865299253979766</id><published>2009-08-17T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:34:17.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot August Night</title><content type='html'>Today is the longest Monday in a long time. It began at 8:30 this morning (well the "work" work - Reese had me up at 6 a.m.), and it's now well past midnight. I'm stuffing my face with the best potato chips on earth, and working on my to-do list that starts up in 8 hours.  Tis the season we call "Fall Prep." I have to say, I both love and hate this time of year. I find an incredible rush coupled with the incredible fear of, "what if this doesn't come together?" IWhile it always seems to, there's always the part of me that goes, "if I only had a few more dollars, or one more week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give incredible props to Ferg and Clayton at this point, who are helping me have a balance approach to things. So far, this is the first official "fall prep" that's gone past midnight. While more are certainly to come, I will admit that, by now, i've already had a few by now most other years.  Truly, I love my job...this is the part of the upside of creativity and like-minded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a quick minute to vomit out a few things...here we go:&lt;br /&gt;1. A Yankees hot streak, coupled with the return of Tom Brady, made this past weekend's sports coverage almost unbearable. Thank you, Michael Vick, for lessening the blow. Which, btw. ..&lt;br /&gt;2. Michael Vick...I don't feel sorry for your punishment &amp;amp; crime. Sin feels like a party - and then the party crashes (take notes, those who are selectively ignoring wise counsel...though I'm sure you just glossed over that to in the name of "Don't tell Ancarrow..."). What i do feel sorry for you in, Mr. Vick,  is all the extremism your struggle will draw for those looking for a platform. In a society where dogs are often treated better than children, it's pretty hyprocritical to me to hear those who cheat on their wives, screw up their families, and emotionally abuse their kids say stupid ignorant things in the name of "we don't like the fact that this guy gets paid what he does." Truth is, many who will drink and drive won't pay a tenth of the price Vick did for his crime. In that, I do feel sorry for him.  What he did was disgusting...but let's look at the specks in our own eyes, people.  Do we really think the NFL is full of boy scouts? It's all fine and good to throw stones until its our team that's affected. ...and winning super bowls shuts us up pretty quick.&lt;br /&gt;3. the new Showbread CD - fun...not as great as Anorexia/Nervosa, but it has some really good moments.  Let there be Raw indeed, my friends...September 9 will be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;4. Emery at the Gear - great live show. Would have like to have heard "the Butcher's Mouth" and "the Poor and the Prevelant" though. Emery, please, work on that - after all, it's all about me, right? to the guy who proposed to his gal at the show...please, I beg you sir, do not let her anywhere near Clearwater, FL.&lt;br /&gt;5. First soccer match tomorrow vs. Covenant - should be a real measuring stick of how our team is this year. I don't get overly excited about any non-conference game in the first who weeks of the season,but I am quite interested to see what we've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2530865299253979766?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2530865299253979766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2530865299253979766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2530865299253979766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2530865299253979766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/08/hot-august-night.html' title='Hot August Night'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7988762952951316774</id><published>2009-08-11T08:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:06:56.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic Song Lyric Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;SHOWBREAD - The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dear &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, why should I think You’re good in a world that’s falling apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; flags and lies, picket signs raised high, &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; endless enveloping dark&lt;br /&gt;Now here we sit, drifting &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; from You, two thousand years on &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; way out&lt;br /&gt;Now here I am, as I’ve grown to know You, still haunted by my &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;fears&lt;/span&gt; and my doubts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a man, just a vapor, just a waste of your space&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; good that I’ve done is in spite of myself&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure that I can look You in Your face when I finally set foot in Your kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, what went wrong? We hate ourselves, we hate our &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We so desperately want to find our way, and all You say is "love one &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And little babies starve to death, emaciated, out of breath&lt;br /&gt;Unfaithful wives make vows untrue, husbands beat &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt; black and blue&lt;br /&gt;Junkies vomit in &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; streets, writhing, twitching in &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; skin&lt;br /&gt;Sell &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt; to die some more, rotting from &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; outside in&lt;br /&gt;Parents steal &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; innocence from &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; children, scared and shaking&lt;br /&gt;Drink away &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; guilt at night, brings quiet to &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; endless aching&lt;br /&gt;And evil men boast on TV, swimming in a sea of wealth&lt;br /&gt;While misery beds honest men, and lonely people kill &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone cries out Your name, as &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; world is raped by selfishness&lt;br /&gt;And no one knows &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; way to heaven, we only know &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; emptiness&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; storm it rages in my heart, and &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; endless empty roars in my ears&lt;br /&gt;My world is coming all apart, I’ve no strength left to dry my tears&lt;br /&gt;And through it all I hear Your voice, breaking my heart, breaking my will&lt;br /&gt;Calms &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; storm inside my soul as You whisper "peace, be still..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You place Your hands around my heart, You quiet &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; emptiness in me&lt;br /&gt;A king that kneels, a &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; made a servant, You set &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; captives free&lt;br /&gt;You wait for me, a wretch of a man, no record of wrongs do You keep&lt;br /&gt;You are comfort when I mourn, You are strength when I am weak&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; king of kings&lt;br /&gt;Though we ache, though we cry, never break, never die&lt;br /&gt;We sing of His great love again and again&lt;br /&gt;And His love reigns forever, and forevermore&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever, Amen&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7988762952951316774?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7988762952951316774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7988762952951316774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7988762952951316774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7988762952951316774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/08/epic-song-lyric-tuesday.html' title='Epic Song Lyric Tuesday.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7718115910817705834</id><published>2009-07-18T01:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:44:41.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Update - Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SmFvP3WVhLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6wFChkFb8j0/s1600-h/5660_1173180617234_1459607861_30471110_2643423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359687213189595506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SmFvH6FegXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MRg5_4JrdVg/s320/5660_1171737901167_1459607861_30466369_7798476_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having some technical difficulties today. To read today's article on Day 9 - please report directly to facebook. Apologies to those who read on here...I will go ahead and put some pics up here though: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-7718115910817705834?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7718115910817705834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7718115910817705834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7718115910817705834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7718115910817705834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-update-day-9.html' title='Northern Ireland Update - Day 9'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SmFvP3WVhLI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6wFChkFb8j0/s72-c/5660_1173180617234_1459607861_30471110_2643423_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4469364237215287713</id><published>2009-07-16T17:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:39:17.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Updates - Day 8</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!  Today was a very good day.  First we started off with the usual by going to the VBS sites.  The first site we always go to is the Murlough cottages.  It is a nice little caravan park that Irish families go for vacation.  The kids here are very kind and are nice to be around.  We always have a pick-up game of soccer. Like yesterday we got our behinds kicked by the Irish team which had an average age of maybe twelve.  I have come to know a little girl named Laura, and she has been a blessing.  The second day I played with her she told me I was her best friend and my heart just swelled up with joy.  Everyone else has been blessed by little children with big big hearts.  Children are so important.  I remember now when the disciples saw children following Jesus and they tried to stop them but Jesus said let them come.&lt;br /&gt;Today had many  blessings within itself.  A few of our girls came in encounters with some boys and girls of which decided they wanted to follow Jesus.  The transformations of these kids hearts were phenomonal.  These encounters happened outside of the VBS, at a place called the drop-in, for kids so they can have a safe place to hang out.  As you read this message please pray that our last day is even better.  Love and miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Leta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4469364237215287713?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4469364237215287713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4469364237215287713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4469364237215287713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4469364237215287713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-updates-days-8.html' title='Northern Ireland Updates - Day 8'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-9106258334538161271</id><published>2009-07-15T18:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:16:16.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Update - Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5voCrF9dI/AAAAAAAAAJE/upi0_67GtZ0/s1600-h/6216_1108954482338_1181113687_1953368_5449502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843340320536018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5voCrF9dI/AAAAAAAAAJE/upi0_67GtZ0/s320/6216_1108954482338_1181113687_1953368_5449502_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5wSJxOiiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/aLfwdOcyarM/s1600-h/6216_1108955602366_1181113687_1953396_7534595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358844063779818018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5wSJxOiiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/aLfwdOcyarM/s320/6216_1108955602366_1181113687_1953396_7534595_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;posted by Scott Ancarrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was another totally full day of programming. In the mornings, we are definately seeing the fruit of continuity and consistency. This morning, the kids were completely attentive and with Craig as he taught today...so much so that when I could see storms clouds coming (in fact, Richie, our leader, said to be prepared have them run inside), I prayed for 3 more minutes of time before it hit. With the rain literally approaching us, I got 35 minutes. Pretty epic. While I have prayed such prayers in my life, this sums up the entirety of the day - a spiritual battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5wE4LogxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pUVWtRTzGhY/s1600-h/6216_1108954802346_1181113687_1953376_3632209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843835720434450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5wE4LogxI/AAAAAAAAAJc/pUVWtRTzGhY/s320/6216_1108954802346_1181113687_1953376_3632209_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see it even in myself...after seenig such prayers, a slam of the door or a rejection turns one of us back into that spiritual pansy that wants to just be a tourist. It's a constant battle...one that challenges our students (and leaders) to say, "maybe I should just go back to mediocrity," or back to empty relationships back home that placate my ego, despite what my wise counsel says....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when we step out on the edge, beyond safety, where only God can work, he does. That's what I've seen most today. The double rainbow, a reminder of God's faithfulness, was our reminder on the way to the drop-in tonight. It was beautiful chaos...a night filled with laughter, loudness, prayer, and the fine line between annoyance and love that often fills you when you're worknig with people who are hurting. God's faithfulness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see students stretching beyond where' they're comfortable...and its, to quote my irish friends, "quite brilliant." I'm proud of my students, I'm proud of Murlough House, and I'm proud to see how God is using and working on hearts around me. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5viq4hhyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XtQMPanKITw/s1600-h/6216_1108954282333_1181113687_1953363_3410047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843248035071778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5viq4hhyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/XtQMPanKITw/s320/6216_1108954282333_1181113687_1953363_3410047_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll end with some commentary: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. the kids were playing a karaoke game tonight - if you happen to see videos of "Survivor" by Destiney's child or "Never Gonna Give you Up" by Rick Astley sung by a certain red head- save yourself the pain of hearing it - and just know that it's funnier if you were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Worcestire Sauce flavored potato chips taste just as they're named...there you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The only material possession I miss is coffee...instant just isn't cutting it. Everything else here is epic. Good night, friends. &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/3335337885937225698-9106258334538161271?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/9106258334538161271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=9106258334538161271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/9106258334538161271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/9106258334538161271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-update-day-7.html' title='Northern Ireland Update - Day 7'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sl5voCrF9dI/AAAAAAAAAJE/upi0_67GtZ0/s72-c/6216_1108954482338_1181113687_1953368_5449502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7414393897075878154</id><published>2009-07-14T17:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:35:21.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Updates - Days 6</title><content type='html'>Posted by Brandon Doub...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! Whoa! Where does one begin? It has been an amazing trip thus far, but we still have much more ground to make up in this journey of ours toward reaching the kids and their families with our message.  This experience has moved so many of us in such a short time. It has been really neat to see everyone come together as a team (as one) in what seems to be an everlasting fight against the evil presence that has consumed so many of the young minds here. When I say that, I mean it in so many ways... this is something that has kids as young as four cursing at other children and throwing a punch like it is nothing... Mind-boggling! I have better news to report, news that made me stop and praise our AWESOME God today... This afternoon at our roughest test of each day, Burrendale Park, the kids started to respect and take in the experience as a whole...at all costs. Let me explain. These four, five, six, seven, and eight year olds participated with us and worshiped with us even though they were being persecuted by a bunch of older kids in the back... They were getting jeered at and laughed at, and balls were even kicked at them. How awesome is it to see those young kids take a stand against that evil that so many would have turned and ran from! Praise the Lord... kids know about what we are doing and they have began to tell their friends about it and our attendance was up today... simply amazing. Please continue to keep us in your prayers as we have quickly learned that there is no other way of truly speaking with the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor's Note: We've got word here about our Zimbabwe team from Northview that is traveling at the same time as us. They have seen over 850 kids at their VBS  - Praise God. However, we have heard that several on the team are not feeling well - and seem to have the flu. Please pray for their recovery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7414393897075878154?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7414393897075878154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7414393897075878154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7414393897075878154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7414393897075878154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-updates-days-6.html' title='Northern Ireland Updates - Days 6'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8918783244148110172</id><published>2009-07-13T17:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:07:28.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Updates - Days 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Slu8B49wteI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LFD_LJtQKgU/s1600-h/DSC_0540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Slu8B49wteI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LFD_LJtQKgU/s320/DSC_0540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358082922344658402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Written by Lauren Callahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our fifth day in Northern Ireland. Today was our first day of vacation bible school and our team got a real feel for the youth of this area. We ran two vacation bible schools in two different locations. At the first location, VBS ran very smooth-even better than expected. The kids participated in all of the activities and was incredibly successful. The second location, however,  was almost the complete polar opposite, as far as the response and attitude from the children. Our heart strings were pulled as reality hit us while working there; our team realized how the presence of God, in the lives' of the children, was something that these youth needed desperately. The shock of the behavior of the children was something that would surprise almost anyone. With tough lives, and without any positive role models, the pain in the childrens' lives was evident. Their craving for attention and their use of appalling cuss words proved this even further. Because of their tough outer shell, trying to connect with the children was difficult, but we did make incredible progress. We could clearly see God working, as the children began to respect us- something that some would consider to be impossible. Rebelling against adults seemed to be the only thing they knew. The kids were compelled, for  some odd reason, to respect us and listen to us- though the progress was slow. Most of this progress was not seen, though, until our "coffee house" later in the day. Many of the children at the second VBS attended our "coffee house." During that time, we basically hung out with pre-teenagers and got to know them a little bit. This was the time when we saw God working the most. Two of our team members shared their testimonies, and one of the rowdier boys asked one of our team members even more about Christ. There were also two other girls who had a fantastic conversation with some of our team members about why God must exist. They received the information well and even said that they were eager to go home and read their Bible. God was clearly moving through our team and through the youth today. We hope that as we establish a greater relationship with the youth that each of the following days will be at least as successful as today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Slu-HSX-MeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gAtRpWWYIXs/s1600-h/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Slu-HSX-MeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gAtRpWWYIXs/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358085214088081890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8918783244148110172?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8918783244148110172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8918783244148110172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8918783244148110172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8918783244148110172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-updates-days-5.html' title='Northern Ireland Updates - Days 5'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Slu8B49wteI/AAAAAAAAAIM/LFD_LJtQKgU/s72-c/DSC_0540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-930114757383598355</id><published>2009-07-12T16:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:21:57.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Updates - Days 4</title><content type='html'>Posted by Dan Huffman&lt;br /&gt;Sunday in Northern Ireland found us once again preparing for the mission to begin.  There were giveaway bags to be packed, skits to rehearse and planning to be done.  We also had the rare opportunity to attend some local churches for Sunday worship.  We began the day by attending two churches in the Dundon/Newcastle area.  They were very old, rustic churches in the countryside.  The Church of Ireland has been around for centuries, and the service was very traditional in style.  Hymnals were used as an organ played, and the locals (around a dozen folks) sang songs of praise.  It was a far cry from the style our team is used to. Two of our youths spoke to the congregation and answered questions from the pastor, and gave a brief testimony.  The next church visited was the same, as the pastor covered both churches.  As I sat there, in this old building I imagined all of the souls that have worshipped there.  But as I looked around, I saw very few left, and those that were there were mostly over the age of 60.  Frankly, it seemed to be dying out.  The last church visited was a Methodist Church in downtown Newcastle.  It was an evening worship of modern songs, some of the same ones we sing at Northview.  But again, the crowd was less than 30 people, not counting our team.  This is Northern Ireland in the 21st century.  People are not finding the Church relevant.  But God is here, and he is working through those who still call on his name to reach out to these people.  For all who wondered, "why Northern Ireland"?  I see such a need.  The people on the street are hardened by the years of fighting, by the hoplessness that living in a war zone breeds.  I've read about it, but I saw it today in the eyes of the man who runs this place we have come to serve.  As he spoke of the troubles, the mission became clearer.  God loves his creation, on all parts of the planet.  We are here to convey that.  The team is ready.  May we remain as eager to serve tomorow as we are today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-930114757383598355?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/930114757383598355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=930114757383598355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/930114757383598355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/930114757383598355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-updates-days-4.html' title='Northern Ireland Updates - Days 4'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4293686818655180116</id><published>2009-07-11T16:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:08:45.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Updates - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SlkMv1qmooI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QkW2Fic-9xY/s1600-h/6735_101387779291_677304291_1923504_2875645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357327247733072514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SlkMv1qmooI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QkW2Fic-9xY/s320/6735_101387779291_677304291_1923504_2875645_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;written by Alli Brown...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was amazing!!! We went into town and put flyeres in peoples mailboxes to let the parents know about our upcoming event. We went to some beautiful places; Tollymore Forest Park and Dundrum Castle. There was some hefty bridges that dated back to 1729 and the tower at the castle dates back to the twelth century. Ireland is like the US in many ways, for instance the first day I couldn't really believe we were in Ireland, but the things we saw today you cannot find anywhere in America. For me personally, earlier today I was super nervous about leading worship and how the kids were going to react to the songs I picked out to sing. The thought that it would go badly was in my mind all day, but with prayer and the knowledge that they will be skeptical at first because they would not know the songs calmed me down. Later Jess Grove, Kailan Chidester, and I went through all of the songs and a couple of times and worked on the motions and I relaxed even more. Now I am sitting here feeling relaxed and ready for the challenge ahead of me. I feel that as the week goes on that they will interact with the songs a little more each day. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SlkNLFhefnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5uI2NkD9Yp4/s1600-h/6735_101387789291_677304291_1923506_1774683_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357327715846225522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SlkNLFhefnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5uI2NkD9Yp4/s320/6735_101387789291_677304291_1923506_1774683_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3335337885937225698-4293686818655180116?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4293686818655180116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4293686818655180116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4293686818655180116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4293686818655180116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-updates-day-3.html' title='Northern Ireland Updates - Day 3'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SlkMv1qmooI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QkW2Fic-9xY/s72-c/6735_101387779291_677304291_1923504_2875645_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-461153315091253449</id><published>2009-07-10T16:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:16:01.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Ireland Updates - Days 1 &amp; 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SletmbywdsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Eo4cIv-qW5I/s1600-h/6735_101026249291_677304291_1918230_1364117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SletmbywdsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Eo4cIv-qW5I/s320/6735_101026249291_677304291_1918230_1364117_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356941157587777218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Game plan here is to have students update the blog as the week goes on. For the first entry, I thought I'd get it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, everyone is well, aside from the fact that, unless you're shorter than 5'6", it's really hard to sleep on an airplane. No travel issues, and no immigration holdups. God is good. A good night's sleep should address any little frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before coming North, we took a 4 hour detour in Dublin....it's good that we have pictures, because most of our are too tired to remember it. I remember the double cheeseburger I got at Mcdonalds, and the free refills @ Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SletyGqEO1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lX88o8chuJU/s1600-h/6735_101026419291_677304291_1918254_195754_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SletyGqEO1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lX88o8chuJU/s320/6735_101026419291_677304291_1918254_195754_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356941358072609618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Murlough House this afternoon, and went ahead with our orientation meetings. This place is amazing, nestled on the Irish Sea. Did I mentioend it's mid 60's here? Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we learned tonight that this is no vacation. Tonight, after Tea (dinner for us Yanks) we toured some of the areas we'll be working in this week. In one location, our students were taunted as being "Bible Beaters," which came in the middle of a barrage of swearing and disrespect towards anyone who would hear these students. In the midst of the beauty of this country, there is an angst that is still evident amongst people who are trying to let go of grudges and hatred. We even witnessed a fight on the boardwalk promenadet. It's evident to me that a backpack full of youth ministry games and cool giveaways won't be able to do what only Jesus can. Pray that we will show that like we should, and be humble enough not to present the gospel as behavior modification, but as a living hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sleujzo9gHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/thx5bCWPONQ/s1600-h/6735_101026599291_677304291_1918275_237620_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Sleujzo9gHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/thx5bCWPONQ/s320/6735_101026599291_677304291_1918275_237620_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356942211961159794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a shot from our backyard. Check back for more updates tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-461153315091253449?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/461153315091253449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=461153315091253449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/461153315091253449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/461153315091253449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/northern-ireland-updates-days-1-2.html' title='Northern Ireland Updates - Days 1 &amp; 2'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SletmbywdsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Eo4cIv-qW5I/s72-c/6735_101026249291_677304291_1918230_1364117_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7731391960987110697</id><published>2009-07-03T23:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:06:32.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates (thank you for your patience, Mrs Matthews).</title><content type='html'>Tonight was a good night. Seats behind home plate, about 15 rows back @ Great American Ball Park...peanuts, fountain coke zero, and the Wifey along with. The only one who had a better night than me was Albert Pujols, who managed to knock in 6 runs for the Cardinals in two innings. Regardless, the night was a much needed date night in the midst of five consecutive weeks with travel. We're at the midway point right now, but the 10 day trip to N.Ireland awaits. I'm excited, but frankly, these are the kinds of things that I wish Amber could still do with us. I've been doing breakfast for the girls everytime I've left -which may give Emery a complex the next time I bring Dunkin home after all this travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has gone well so far, with the summer stuff. The rundown thus far&lt;br /&gt;June 2-3 - Student Leader Retreat&lt;br /&gt;June 15-19 - Know Sweat in Cincy with our Jr. Highers&lt;br /&gt;June 23-27 - CIY MOVE in Holland, MI&lt;br /&gt;July 1 - speaking at MOVE in Holland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, honestly, if it wasn't for having to be gone from Amber &amp;amp; the kids, I'd almost prefer it this way. Being on the road definately reminds me to prioritize. I realize that I cannot possibly get everything done, and that all that I can do each day is the absolute essentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lieu of some profound entry, allow me to share some random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;1. Michael Jackson's death, while overblown by media, is incredibly sad.  Yes, I know that soldiers die, and that the world is full of a million atrocities not nearly as trite as the death of a pop star. But three thoughts come to mind. #1. Kids need to be kids.  Joe Jackson may have gotten his family out of Gary, IN, but he did it at the expense of his kids, Michael most of all. MJ may have been the king of pop, but he himself was expoited, without a childhood. This was a hurting man. This excuses nothing, but is a thought for those of us who are flocking around TV's waiting to see what becomes of the "Jon and Kate minus affection" debaucle. Thought #2. Where was MJ's accountabilty? I cannot imagine being able to live in a world where NO ONE can tell you No. You want painkillers -Sure! YOu want to build an amusement park in yoru backyard - go ahead! This is a slippery slope, and a great reminder to me that the people who keep me level-headed are more valuable than I'll ever really know. How screwed up would any of us be in that situation? #3. The next 10 years will probably be full of sensationalism, books, and stories about MJ's life and times. A million "My name was Billie Jean" type of people will try to cash in. Sadly, the weirdest stories are probably yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not being @ C'stone this year is a real bummer. I think I"ll forget about that in Northern Ireland though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Breakfast is still the best meal of the day...especially for dinner. Too bad I'm in the middle of nowhere right now - a late night omelette sounds phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Some good summer CD's: Emery "In shallow seas" and Maylene's "III" Haven't seen a movie since "Up," but the Johnny Depp as John Dilinger flick looks fairly sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always told me be careful what you do, don't go around breaking young girl's hearts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and be sure to check back for daily updates from Northern Ireland starting next Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7731391960987110697?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7731391960987110697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7731391960987110697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7731391960987110697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7731391960987110697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/07/updates-thank-you-for-your-patience-mrs.html' title='Updates (thank you for your patience, Mrs Matthews).'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4850640516574197024</id><published>2009-05-26T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:24:14.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll pack the juice boxes and the orange slices, my dears.</title><content type='html'>A cup of coffee at 9:30 p.m. has given me just enough energy to get myself together for a bit and work on my summer messages. I've got a writer's block of sorts, and I'm hoping that just plugging away a little at a time, and praying my way through, will help lead me to some thoughts that may actually help someone.  I'm listening to some Irish jams from my Northern Ireland playlist - too bad there's no Fish N Chips handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would appear that in less than 24 hours, we'll be selling out to the soccer-mom mobile. yes friends, I believe we are getting a van. It's amazing to me how quickly one is willing to sell out to these things when they've got strollers and pack and plays to store. So, to my friend who will jest, know that I will welcome you into my sell-out club in a few years...when you too have your own little litter of puppies.  In the meantime, I'll thicken my skin and allow you to jest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praising God this week for an intern - Clayton has only been with us a short time, but I'm grateuful for what he's brought to the table already. I think it'll be a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baht-fest was a great day for Love Can't be Baht. The $1079 we raised helped make a dent in the summer expenses.  If you missed the event, please pick up one of the new shirts. Cruise over to myspace.com/lovecantbebaht, or check out the lovecantbebaht facebook group. your financial help will put LCBB in front of 25,000 people this summer to help communicate about sex trafficking - and how us, in our world of $4 lattes, can do something tangible to help fight it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4850640516574197024?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4850640516574197024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4850640516574197024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4850640516574197024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4850640516574197024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/05/ill-pack-juice-boxes-and-orange-slices.html' title='I&apos;ll pack the juice boxes and the orange slices, my dears.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4686312509416115422</id><published>2009-05-12T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:03:06.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed are the __________?</title><content type='html'>Nail the gold up to the altar - Like Ahab taunts his crew to war&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the shareholders  - Lack of faith is for the poor&lt;br /&gt;Hold your wallets to the sky -A temple built to sooth yourself&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is the church who tries - To help you build blessed wealth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;("Blessed Are the Land Mines" - Brave Saint Saturn) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of May is a bittersweet time in student ministry. After a long year, the scaling back of programming offers a nice respite before the craziness of summer. However, the fact that I'll be saying goodbye to a great group of seniors is becoming all too real to me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I must confess, I HATE GRADUATIONS.  The droning on, school spirit, class songs, and assorted "you go girls" from the peanut gallery as names are called make me crazy. Honestly, I didn't even want to attend my own...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But that's not what bothers me most. What bothers me most is what our students, in the name of success, will be challenged to rise to during that hour. In this season, they'll be told that success will be amassing huge wealth, going to a four year school, doing something "honorable," or building their comfortable American dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' words from the Sermon on the Mount have come alive to me this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25160" class="versenum" value="21"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25161" class="versenum" value="22"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are you when men hate you, when they exclude you and insult you and reject your name as evil, because of the Son of Man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25162" class="versenum" value="23"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rejoice in that day and leap for joy, because great is your reward in heaven. For that is how their fathers treated the prophets.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25163" class="versenum" value="24"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But woe to you who are rich, for you have already received your comfort.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25164" class="versenum" value="25"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woe to you who are well fed now, for you will go hungry. Woe to you who laugh now, for you will mourn and weep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-25165" class="versenum" value="26"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woe to you when all men speak well of you,       for that is how their fathers treated the false prophets. &lt;/span&gt;(Luke 6:20-26)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parents, dream for your students. But remember that Jesus' dream may be different than the American one. In the class of 2009 there are people who will shake the kingdom of God, but will not be handsomely rewarded for it. There are some who will step all over the earth, speaking the name of Jesus, but will never be asked to speak at big conventions or conferences. There will be those who serve wholeheartedly, who never will never own a big house. Yet, they will be called BLESSED. Rich or Poor, healthy or sick, what will matter is 100 years is not their desire to be called "success," but instead their desire to be called "disciple."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congrats, class of 2009. It's weird that I've been here long enough to have known you as 6th graders....which is great, because if you ever ask me to do your weddings, I've got plenty of good stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4686312509416115422?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4686312509416115422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4686312509416115422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4686312509416115422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4686312509416115422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/05/blessed-are.html' title='Blessed are the __________?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4415512937592184181</id><published>2009-04-11T22:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:19:50.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zac Efron brings a deep thought</title><content type='html'>I just laughed at Zac Efron...no, really. His opening monologue on SNL was funny. He was joking about tweens - and made the comment that parents will spend $ on anything that holds their attention for more than five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've had some parents who expect this from our youth ministry. The mindset is "Market to my kid, entertain him, and if he or she likes it, you're good at what you do."  If not, then you're as expendable as chess club, or those violin lessons that lasted two months.  Many of these folks expect me to Create 17 services a week (after all, we're just babysitters right), even though I'll be lucky to see there kid at one of them..maybe (I mean, because there is travel soccer, and American Idol is on Tuesday AND Wednesday!). I could go on, but then I'd be accused of being smug or crotchety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded this week that, at the end of the day,  I am terrifically uncool...that ultimately, the gospel, coupled with my convictions, which are inherently lame in the eyes of the culture, make me a poor entertainer compared to an "anything goes, I'm okay, you're okay" mindset that exists in many of those I'm trying reach.  On a shallow level, how could I ever out-entertain that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make sense of a lot in my head right now - mainly, how do we provide relevant, engaging experiences with Jesus without just creating one more entertainment option or babysitting service?  This raises some questions about what we do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are there programs that we do just because we're afraid of the criticism we'd get for not doing them - or are they creating the experience we're seeking for students?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can we truly be a viable, engaging experience without the ownership of quality student leaders? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I have my thoughts, and I'm looking forward to connecting with our team to talk them through...but first, let me make my pensive, deep-thought face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SeFrmsZm4UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oaZlKSohQVk/s1600-h/zac_efron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SeFrmsZm4UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oaZlKSohQVk/s320/zac_efron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323654547026403650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4415512937592184181?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4415512937592184181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4415512937592184181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4415512937592184181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4415512937592184181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/04/zac-efron-brings-deep-thought.html' title='Zac Efron brings a deep thought'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SeFrmsZm4UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oaZlKSohQVk/s72-c/zac_efron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2421223418939368748</id><published>2009-03-19T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:48:24.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ides of March will never be the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/ScMD13XN_4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/USsnOAjwpS8/s1600-h/reese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/ScMD13XN_4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/USsnOAjwpS8/s320/reese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315096209156603778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REESE KAILYN ANCARROW&lt;br /&gt;Born Sunday, March 15&lt;br /&gt;6 pound, 19.5 inches&lt;br /&gt;All is well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2421223418939368748?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2421223418939368748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2421223418939368748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2421223418939368748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2421223418939368748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/03/ides-of-march-will-never-be-same.html' title='The Ides of March will never be the same.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/ScMD13XN_4I/AAAAAAAAAHU/USsnOAjwpS8/s72-c/reese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3633413067816931107</id><published>2009-03-11T12:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:50:42.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Is Ticking Away, Tick, tick, ticking Away</title><content type='html'>So, after a weekend of "hey, this might be labor..." Amber has been feeling pretty good. Things are chill and quiet, which is great unless your wife wants to get a baby out of her. I keep saying that, "hey, we've waited 9 months - we can wait three or four days." My wife hates that answer, especially because it seems to come within fifteen minutes of a friend or family member calling to ask "hey, did you have the baby?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I have spent my time waiting&lt;br /&gt;1. I've chewed on my hoodies. I'm learning this is a nervous reaction - and hoodie chew creates bad breath - especially in conjunction with coffee breath.  My hoodies SERIOUSLY need this baby to come.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've watched Wrestelmania 6 in its entirety. Thank you, blockbuster. For what it's worth, Hulk Hogan is totally overrated. Give me Bret Hart or Jake "the snake" Roberts anyday.&lt;br /&gt;3. I've drank LOT of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've planned an Ulster - Fry for a Northern Ireland Team training. &lt;br /&gt;5. I've been the lost Emo guy in a video - Donnie Darko feels my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any more suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3633413067816931107?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3633413067816931107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3633413067816931107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3633413067816931107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3633413067816931107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-is-ticking-away-tick-tick-ticking.html' title='Time Is Ticking Away, Tick, tick, ticking Away'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4863047996735872169</id><published>2009-03-03T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:32:46.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Article Worth Your Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="headline"&gt;          &lt;h1 class="title"&gt;          &lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/columns/church-today/16112-church-shopping"&gt;Church Shopping&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;/h1&gt;                                                      &lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;div class="articleinfo"&gt;         &lt;div class="author"&gt;     &lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/community/relevantadam/profile"&gt;Andrew Schwab&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;                             &lt;/div&gt;           &lt;p&gt;I need a new jacket. It's freezing outside and I am shivering. So I head out to Urban Outfitters to see if I can find a stylish one.&lt;/p&gt; I walk into the store. Scene kids and style demagogues abound. It's not the perfect store, but I occasionally find something I like about it, which is why I keep coming back. I find the men's section and begin to try on the jackets. I ask myself, "Which one defines me? Which one will fit me like a glove? Which one will send the message to the world I am looking for about myself?" I move from jacket to jacket, but none seems to fit quite right. Should I settle for one that does not define me perfectly, one that does not enhance me in direct proportion for my dollars spent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, a familiar voice interrupts my search.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Hey, man, long time, no see!" the voice says to me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's a friend from my former church, one I haven't seen in nearly a decade. This is the same church I left when the pastor was exposed as a embezzler, the same church I left when a majority of the leadership had various indiscretions come to light around the exact same time as the pastor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Hey, man! What's up?" I exclaim. I am genuinely excited to see this long-lost face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"What have you been up to lately?" he asks me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Lots of travel, writing, music, etc. The usual. You?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Working, spending time with family."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Great, man, it's so good to see you.  Have you been going to church?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"You know, I have really had a hard time finding one that fits me. I was going to Blahblahwhatshisface’s church for a while, but the pastor kind of bored me. And the worship director got fired for some shady activity. The new worship is kind of lame now. I don't know. I try to get plugged into places, but it just doesn't feel quite right to me. Do you know what I mean?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I definitely know what you mean ..." I respond.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We say our goodbyes, and I go back to shopping for the jacket that will define me completely as a 21st-century human male, pondering the conversation I just had. But I don't find the perfect jacket, and I end up shivering outside on the long walk back to my car in the distant parking lot.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can't help noticing the parallels between my search for a jacket and my never-ending, frustrating hunt for a church which will meet my spiritual needs; I usually end up feeling left out in the cold.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can't tell you how many times I speak with people who say that they cannot find a place of fellowship, or say that they just left their old congregation for one reason or another, or who are fed up with not being able to "plug in" somewhere. And as the disappointments builds so does our disillusionment ...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I left the church I was attending because I didn't like the pastor's teaching style.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I left the church because the worship was lame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I left the church because I couldn't connect with people.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still others hop and jump, trying on a different sanctuary every single week, only to find that each and every one is sadly far, far from what they are looking for. The numbers are staggering—thousands and thousands of believers in evangelical culture without a place they can call home, admitting that most weeks they would rather stay home for NFL football than go to a house of worship that is ..."less than inspiring." But no matter the individual reason, at the core of our legitimate qualms with local churches is the same basic concern: We cannot seem to find a place that meets our individual "needs." We cannot seem to find a place that offers genuine relationships with true brothers and sisters, while offering solid teaching, worship and a children's ministry.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why is it so hard to find a home? Why do churches so often let us down?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are answers to these questions, my friend. And I promise you the "right church for you" is right around the corner. It just isn't going to look the way you think it will ...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To better understand our difficulty in connecting with a particular congregation, we have to first understand the identity problems that the Church, as a whole, is facing today (and by “the Church as a whole," I mean the body of believer spread throughout the world, in non-denominational, evangelical circles). By identity crisis, I mean there is more division between individual churches&lt;em&gt; in the same denomination&lt;/em&gt; than perhaps any other point in history. Why?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Competition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fail to compete, and completely fail.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's simple capitalism, and it is the basis for our very existence in America. Supply and demand. A citizenry of purchasers and entrepreneurs and consumable goods is what dominates our lives in this country. We are consumers first, believers second. At least, that is what not only general culture teaches us but Christian culture as well. We lead lives that are fully customizable, from our 12-pump, nonfat, no-foam, single shot of sugar-free caramel lattes to our iPod/DVD enhanced, four-screened, anti-lock braked, automated lumbar control Saturn Scion SUVs. We click a button and music plays, movies play, groceries are delivered to our doors. Church is too much like ... work ... and to have to settle for one that doesn't completely "fit" us is something that is completely contrary to everything else in our lives.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stick with me here. There's more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So churches are competing for the allegiance of a culture of people who are afflicted with ADD, and are programmed to treat fellowship like every other part of their lives: as fully customizable. And, to put it plainly, most evangelical churches are about attracting people above all else. This means, in order to be &lt;em&gt;successful&lt;/em&gt; they have to be &lt;em&gt;attractive&lt;/em&gt;. And they function more like a big business machine than an organic family. And the "successful" churches have gotten it down to a science. Here's how:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Have a celebrity pastor who steers the ship. He must be a charismatic figure, yet possess the everyman quality. He must be a great speaker who entertains as well as he teaches.  He must be adept at the skill of storytelling, and must have some comedic skills. He must embody the face of a hero in some form.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Big-production, contemporary, classic-rock-influenced worship. This should also include a charismatic "frontman" for the band, so if people don't want to take part in worship, they will at least be entertained by great sound and lights and acoustics.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Catchy marketing, slogans, signs, decoration and logos. This includes everything from the decor in the lobby to the graphics on the bulletin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. The occasional Christian celebrity author/musician as a guest. This will attract "newcomers," which are really just believers who might have gone somewhere else to church that Sunday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. A ministry for every demographic. Men's group. Singles. Women's group. College.  High school. Junior high. Elementary. Pre-school. Bikers. Jocks. Dweebs. Burnouts. Cheerleaders. Or am I talking about &lt;em&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. A youth program complete with a youth room that has 15,000 TV monitors and 38 XBOX 360s and a sound system that would raise Elvis. Must have a catchy name for the group like "The Happening" (yes, based on the movie!) or "The Haven" or "The Underground" (oooh ... subversive!).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. Varied services for individual taste. We have the rock worship service. We have traditional worship night. We have screamo worship Saturdays. We have no worship Thursdays.  We have in-depth study 10 a.m. in the parking lot. We have the short message service for those with Restless Leg Syndrome. And don't forget the 20-minute workout service, where everything just plays on a screen at double-speed. Twice the spiritual workout in half the time! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8.  Hype your own church as the "place to be." Subtly point out through media, announcements and other outlets of communication that although people had many choices of places to attend they chose the "best" one. Make sure to hype your church as being on the forefront of Christian activity in your area. Create hype through advertising your name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And on and on and on. Why not just have a long list of check boxes on a computer screen for every person that walks through the door on Sunday, where every person fills out a survey, then the computer spits out a list of recommended activities, services, etc., or just gives you a page that says in black block letters "YOU JUST WON'T FIT HERE, TRY THE CHURCH UP THE STREET"?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, I keed, I keed. And I probably go overboard for the sake of exaggeration and humor. I know none of these "attraction elements" are inherently wrong in and of themselves, and most of them are inherently &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; for the most part. But I can't help seeing the irony in the fact that as evangelical culture tries harder and harder to meet the individual needs of every consumer/believer possible, most of us feel less and less like we are attending the gathering of the body of believers and more that we are attending a movie or a broadway show or a concert—perhaps all three rolled into one. Instead of bringing us &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt; as a body, it feels like we are being pulled apart. We show up, put in our time, leave with a seven-point list of things God wants to do for us this week, then drive home and forget about the whole thing. And though there are so many great people at church, it is so difficult amidst all this to actually just simply &lt;em&gt;make friends and develop real relationships&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All we really want is to have true connection with a group of believers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, I have a question or two of my own here:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What if the way to for a church to "meet our needs" was to &lt;em&gt;go against&lt;/em&gt; the cultural trends of consumerism and competition?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What if we, as young churchgoers, are shopping, looking for all the wrong things for all the wrong reasons?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These are questions that are being asked not only by people like you and I, but prominent voices in the church as well. I was able to catch up with Mike Erre, speaking pastor of Rock Harbor Church in Costa Mesa, Calif., and Ken Baugh, head pastor of Coast Hills Church in Aliso Viejo, Calif., recently. Both teach to a congregation numbering in the multi-thousands, whose demographics include a large percentage of young adults. Erre states, on the issue of the "church-shopping/consumerism" dilemma:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"We have reduced the church to one hour-and-a-half event per week; we have reduced the Gospel to cater to felt needs and personal preferences; and we have reduced discipleship to optional private spiritual exercises ...We are raised with so many options we are paralyzed by the possibility of something better ... God/church simply gets added to the list of things we consume ... the problem is that much of the 'attractional' church has fostered this understanding by catering to it ..."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's comforting to know those in leadership are aware that these are big problems, that without connection to a body—a group of communal support—our faith will be choked off eventually. This faith is not a faith built for an isolated, loosely connected network of introverts. We &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to be plugged in or we will die spiritually. So, talk of the acknowledgment of the dilemma is one thing. What is the Church willing to do about it? Baugh has an interesting answer:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I think that Sr. Leadership needs to continually make sure that young adults are allowed significant roles of responsibilities in the church. It's interesting to me that in the United States military you will find young men and women put in charge of brigades and multimillion dollar equipment, yet rarely in our churches will you find them even allowed to do much more than help out with students or children ministries. I don't think that young adults should serve as elders because elders are called elders for a reason (they are old), but I do think we need to give them more and more responsibilities in key areas of decision-making and ministry."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Keeping young people on the sidelines and reducing them to observers of the spectacle that is a church entertainment service will do little to foster lasting, passionate disciples. Christ was not a teacher of the masses first and foremost—He was a healer and a disciple-maker, and a person who connected 12 individuals who became best friends. It is the Church's job not only to teach but to empower us to use our gifts—not to mention giving us the opportunities. But finding those opportunities—which are everywhere if we'll look—is a responsibility that falls on us as individuals. Baugh states:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"I think the whole mindset of finding a church to 'meet my needs' is flawed. As believers, we are to be part of a local body of Christ to serve, fellowship, grow and give to the ongoing work of the Great Commission. I think the question should be: 'Where can I best become involved in a Bible-teaching church where I can use my gifts and become part of a community that loves God and serves others?'"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Evangelical churches must understand that making the Church relevant through trying to "meet people where they are" is a valid philosophy to attract numbers. But, it is a flawed approach when numbers become the end in and of itself. Relationship should take precedence over the spectacle. And Christians should not be viewed as marketing targets who are to be stolen from other congregations. And finally, churches must stop viewing other ministries as rivals. In short, tone down the bright lights and turn up the message. Do anything and everything to put emphasis on community, rather than entertainment, rather than &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; particular church. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But we as individual "church shoppers" must realize there are problems with every single church. Let me repeat that: There are problems with every single church. There are lame people in every one. There is gossip in every one. There are weird, awkward people in every one. Pastors are going to screw up, the music might suck and the greeter at the door might turn her nose up at you when you enter. When these things happen, remember that none of those things matter. Do not be distracted by these things. People are always going to be flawed. That's why they need Christ. And you know what? You are there to bring more of Him to that place. You are there to give of yourself, to humble yourself, to form relationships with people you might not normally associate with for the sake of something greater than you. Offer to apply for leadership.  Offer to help with a mission trip. Go feed homeless people. If you go with the intent to give of yourself in any and every way possible, I promise the sucky worship leader or the yawner sermons will not matter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we walk actively and raise our voices, we will connect. If we sit passively, expecting to be catered to, we will be left in the cold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4863047996735872169?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4863047996735872169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4863047996735872169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4863047996735872169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4863047996735872169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-article-worth-your-time.html' title='Great Article Worth Your Time.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1263111871198545733</id><published>2009-02-19T23:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:52:38.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>15 things that tops the 25 random survey</title><content type='html'>My brother listed off his 15 essential records. I decided to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Five Iron Frenzy -  "Upbeats and Beatdowns"&lt;br /&gt;My first CD. I'm so glad that Rick Lee bought me this, so that my first CD is something I can actually be proud of owning. I actually hated this CD the first time I listened to it - then quickly realized my folly. Not their best record, but the genius begins here.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Where 0 Meets 15. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  MxPx - "Teenage Politics"&lt;br /&gt;Great Teen-angst.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Rainy Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Zao - "Liberate Te Ex Infernis"&lt;br /&gt;Metal Brilliance. Zao's importance simply cannot be overstated. While I wish this band hadn't been so combustible and misunderstood, methinks this is part of what makes them so brilliant even today. At first, I thought I just liked the fact that the title was in Latin (Tootie would have been proud of me for knowing what it meant), but I soon realized how brilliantly profound this record is.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Savannah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jimmy Eat World - "Clarity"&lt;br /&gt;Emo-rock at its finest. Still one of my most favorite road-trip CD's.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Lucky Denver Mint" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Showbread - "Anorexia/Nervosa"&lt;br /&gt;The most creative CD I have ever heard in terms of packaging, writing, etc. This double CD  is what "Christian" music should be - pure art dedicated to Christ.  This is a modern day parable.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD: "The Beginning: Nervosa" or "The Journey: Nervosa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Steve Taylor - "Squint"&lt;br /&gt;Creation 94: Steve Taylor. The Christian "Cheese" that I thought of when I thought of Christian Music dripped away, and I saw the hope that would help me justify why there was more to music than Nirvana's "Nevermind." I am on my third copy of this record - I wore it out twice in high school.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Jesus is For Losers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Emery - "the Question" -&lt;br /&gt;I remember get an advance copy of the song"So Cold..." on a sampler at Cornerstone the year this record came out. I listened to it over and over for a month before I got the full-length CD. by August 2 of that year,  I would have paid $20 just for that song. &lt;br /&gt;Download: "So Cold I could Catch My breath."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Guns and Roses - "Greatest Hits"&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to pick one G N R record, but I'll refrain. Axl tried to block the release of this CD - I'm glad that he lost. This is all the wailing, filthy rock,and massive orchestration in one place.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "November Rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One-21- "self-Titled"&lt;br /&gt;the 13th tribe looked up to One-21 so much. This CD started a 2nd run of brilliance in the life of this band. This time, we got to be a part of some shows where this record was played live. You haven't lived til you've seen your future wife rock out to one-21, standing on a chair while selling your merch.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Peculiar Nation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Five Iron Frenzy - "Our Newest Album Ever"&lt;br /&gt;My favorite five Iron record - perhaps because it brought their most famous song. &lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Every New Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Dashboard Confessional - "The Places You Have Come to Fear the Most" &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put: there is no better soundtrack for times when Girls from Ohio rip your heart out of your hole. I'm forever indebted to Mr Carabba for this work of Brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "The Best Deceptions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Michael Jackson - "Thriller"&lt;br /&gt;I had a folder of this album cover in second grade. It's so brilliant its become cliche to call it brilliant. I have never bought this one again in its entirety (mainly because I don't want to support current MJ in this out of control incarnation of him), but I'll never forget listening to it as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Beat it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Garden State Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;I love a soundtrack that is better than the movie. "Garden State" is typcial overrated Zach Braff - but man, he does know how to build a soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD: Colin Haye "I Just don't think I"ll ever get over you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Brave Saint Saturn - "Anti-Meridian"&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you know I love Reese Roper. This is the most recent Reese Roper project - the first one in years. It may not be Reese's best work ever,but it is new dose of lyrical brilliance that reminds me why I am naming a child after him.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Blessed Are the Land Mines"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  Brand New - "Deja Entendu"&lt;br /&gt;I was over my girl-hating when this CD came out, so I didn't immediately want to give this CD a chance. Deja Entendu displays Brand New's maturity and depth.&lt;br /&gt;DOWNLOAD:  "Quiet Things No One Ever Knows"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1263111871198545733?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1263111871198545733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1263111871198545733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1263111871198545733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1263111871198545733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/02/15-things-that-tops-25-random-survey.html' title='15 things that tops the 25 random survey'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1678834182197568124</id><published>2009-02-14T22:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:05:34.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight, I Celebrate My Love...</title><content type='html'>On this St. Valentine's day evening, Amber and I indulged in several of our loves:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wings&lt;br /&gt;2. Conversation.&lt;br /&gt;3. Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, read today that drinking coffee regularly is supposed to reduce your stress level by 13%. Reason #4,604 why you should drink more coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-minus 4 weeks until my house is filled with more estrogen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SZeT9EAcHDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-3UAXe_yhKw/s1600-h/chicken_boneless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SZeT9EAcHDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-3UAXe_yhKw/s320/chicken_boneless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302869763508935730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NEED MORE WINGS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1678834182197568124?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1678834182197568124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1678834182197568124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1678834182197568124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1678834182197568124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonight-i-celebrate-my-love.html' title='Tonight, I Celebrate My Love...'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SZeT9EAcHDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-3UAXe_yhKw/s72-c/chicken_boneless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3413938522058449241</id><published>2009-02-06T14:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:09:49.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick Roll'd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYyJ2YA1hnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gPcMJtTKlOE/s1600-h/rick+astley+-+feb+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYyJ2YA1hnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gPcMJtTKlOE/s320/rick+astley+-+feb+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299762428760131186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 46th birthday Rick Astley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're "never gonna give you up!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3413938522058449241?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3413938522058449241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3413938522058449241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3413938522058449241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3413938522058449241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/02/rick-rolld.html' title='Rick Roll&apos;d'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYyJ2YA1hnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gPcMJtTKlOE/s72-c/rick+astley+-+feb+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6208061939231653307</id><published>2009-02-02T23:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:56:02.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sir, SteelerNation is not practical...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYfMMGJZv_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/HtOaOLbDmQM/s1600-h/rate_my_mullet.ashx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYfMMGJZv_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/HtOaOLbDmQM/s320/rate_my_mullet.ashx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298427994805223410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big weekend.  Let me begin with my congratulatory picture to the Steeler Fans everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the Steelers. It is at least good to see the crown stay in the AFC, the superior conference. I would have loved a "Ravens/cards bird bowl," but alas, twas not meant to be. This year's big game was a great one - one for the ages - especially since it gave me a reason to eat 200 wings with my friends. I am feeling the effects of that right now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the weekend however, was the Josh Dies show on Friday night.  Showbread has long -been one of my favorite bands, and when Josh's acoustic/book reading tour was pitched to me, I agreed to do the show within 15 minutes of the initial request.  Kudos to any band that can maintain integrity in both their faith and in their ability to make great art. thanks for what you do.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYfN7Ctn_FI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RHt49DQJiu8/s1600-h/IMG_6254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYfN7Ctn_FI/AAAAAAAAAGo/RHt49DQJiu8/s320/IMG_6254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298429900848888914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6208061939231653307?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6208061939231653307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6208061939231653307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6208061939231653307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6208061939231653307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-sir-steelernation-is-not-practical.html' title='No Sir, SteelerNation is not practical...'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SYfMMGJZv_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/HtOaOLbDmQM/s72-c/rate_my_mullet.ashx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4533553622897652766</id><published>2009-01-04T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:00:39.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Reflections</title><content type='html'>The Big NYE party has passed, and I have had a few days to lay around the house thinking, reflecting and being emo (thank you, Colts, for contributing to this).  Here are my top moments of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2008's biggest news was the news that we're expecting baby #2. It's hard for me to put into words the utter excitement, and yet, utter fear that this brings out me. I feel like every day with Emery is an opportunity to learn what it means to be a good dad, and the thought of duplicating myself for another person is incredibly intimidating to me. Three girls in the house...I suppose I'm not far from need a regular boy's night out, full of chicken wings, grunting, and farting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Seattle trip.  I have blogged about this before, so I will spare the rouse. I have to say, rocking out to Showbread's "You Can't Save Yourself" tour with my wife is an experience I'll never forget. Throw in Mars Hill, great food, Mt. Rainier, and it was just an incredible, incredible, week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Maryland Mission Trip. So many memories...such hard work....such a cool place. The trip turned into quite a personal adventure, and may have left me more convicted about where my future lies than any other student trying to navigate through the college junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Working with CIY &amp;amp; NYR . Let me qualify this by saying that I am still not sure what I was doing on stage alongside some of these people. I felt like some crappy 80's hair band (Slaughter) opening up for Guns and Roses.  It was truly humbling, and truly cool. My prayer was that I handled the Word of God well, and that the Holy Spirit worked in lives through me. It was tremendously cool just meeting so many people from all over the country who are trying to live out their faith. I was blessed more than I blessed anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. THe opening of Dunkin Donuts in Avon. Coffee....glorious coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable mention: the Dark Knight and Showbread's "anorexia" &amp;amp; "nervosa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff I learned in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;- That you can win lots of regular season games, and still lose the Superbowl (man, how I love this when it's the Patriots).&lt;br /&gt;- That sometimes "delete" is the best response to an e-mail. I wish I had hit it a few more times.&lt;br /&gt;- That stuff that got me down three years ago doesn't really get me down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;- That God has put some phenomenal people around me.&lt;br /&gt;- That I make pretty good crabcakes.&lt;br /&gt;- That I need to get out of my office more.&lt;br /&gt;- That if I don't make time for myself, no one will make it for me.&lt;br /&gt;- That the aging rocker in me doesn't want to die, but doesn't want to be "that guy"&lt;br /&gt;- That I am the girl sometimes in my marriage.&lt;br /&gt;- That, no matter how times it scrolls through my DVR on Nick at Nite, later season Family Matters just isn't funny at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4533553622897652766?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4533553622897652766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4533553622897652766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4533553622897652766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4533553622897652766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-reflections.html' title='2008 Reflections'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8463746683865449847</id><published>2008-12-15T23:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:51:34.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I do a Killer Jimmy Stewart....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SUczx4bg5sI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vr3FXVgwL-M/s1600-h/IT%27S+A+WONDERFUL+LIFE+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SUczx4bg5sI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vr3FXVgwL-M/s320/IT%27S+A+WONDERFUL+LIFE+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280246020169590466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my brother's name isn't Harry, I don't live in Bedford falls, my wife doesn't sing about the "buffalo gals," and I don't have an old man potter that is trying to destroy me - but I'm totally having a George Bailey kind of day.  I have these kind of days every now and again, which is why of all the Christmas movies, I think "It's a Wonderful Life" is indeed my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you go looking for me on bridges, or go looking for a Honda Civic wrapped around a tree, hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bailey, in "It's a Wonderful Life," becomes so consumed with his circumstances, and the circumstances of others, that he goes into an existential funk. I know this all too well. And I can also relate to that feeling of resignation he feels when he utters that thought that many of us have felt when we've come that place . Maybe you've never wished you had never been born, but I know that I've had those days when I've uttered things like "I wish I would have become an accountant." numbers don't talk back, get pregnant, cut themselves, blow you off for a football game, or stop coming to your program because things aren't as fun as they were the year before.  But, the truth is, you feel  this as you try to minister to your friends, your family, and your co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry, like life, is not for the faint of heart. And as you try to till the soil of a person's heart, you are subjected to their mess. Your vulnerability is preyed on - and it hurts. And, in the process you have those days where you are ready to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sends an angel to George Bailey to show him that at his breaking point, God is doing amazing things through him. Some days, I could really use that angel, because even though I know in my heart that how i'm trying to help someone is the right thing tio do;  my head feels totally defeated when they say no, or they walk away entirely.  Though my skin is thicker than it was when I got my first, "here's ten reasons why you stink" e-mail, the sting of rejection still sends me down a trail of self-doubt, frustration, and feelings of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas season, I'm grateful for Jesus' vulnerabilty. His love for a stiff-necked, stubborn, resistent people is a great reminder to me of what true ministry looks like. In the end, the "wonderfulness" of life isn't found in all the perfect moments, but in all the little ways we impact one another as we walk with one another  in beauty and in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mouth's bleedin, bert!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8463746683865449847?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8463746683865449847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8463746683865449847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8463746683865449847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8463746683865449847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-do-killer-jimmy-stewart.html' title='I do a Killer Jimmy Stewart....'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SUczx4bg5sI/AAAAAAAAAGI/vr3FXVgwL-M/s72-c/IT%27S+A+WONDERFUL+LIFE+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-634355159261502804</id><published>2008-11-18T14:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:57:28.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buttery Coffee?</title><content type='html'>ere are some nuggets for us to discuss this week - I apologize for the randomness, but it's that time of the day, you know? My morning focus has been kicked to the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Colts have put together a nice little run here, and normalcy seems to have returned to the universe. Is the hole they dug themselves (wild card, and road playoff games in potential enclement weather sites in Jan) too deep for a Super Bowl Run in what has been rumored to be Tony Dungy's Final year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was reminded this week that you NEED to take time for yourself. If painting a room purple was good for my soul, then I imagine that I REALLY needed a break. So, cheers to purple rooms. It was odd that this same day, I read Matthew 14-15 - where Jesus, in both chapters, practices solitude in the midst of craziness. If it's good enough for Jesus, it should be good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A lot of people freaked out the past few weeks about the elections. While I understand a Christian's innate desire to have a man of God, or, a woman of God, in a position of political power in our country, I've just been reminded lately that my ultimate allegiance is to Jesus - and I am called to allegiance regardless of whether a donkey, elephant, frog, vampire, or talking horse is calling the shots in America. I must never put too much of my trust in government - even if it run by good men. Never forget that the gospel is PROSPERING in some countries where the truth of Jesus is illegal to openly talk about. Never forget that even godly men hurt their people with their decision making at times (solomon, david). So, while I am not so presumptuous to assume that what I need in my life is persecution; I am just saying that EVERY season of our countries history is a season for Christians to set an example of Jesus - regardless of who is in office. So, let's do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lastly, I was watching "Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern" on the Travel Channel - which took place in Ethiopia. Ethiopia is the birthplace of coffee...and it reminded that a certain someone with a bald head is going there soon. Keehner, make some room in your bag for coffee - I could use some. Interesting tidbit: there are some people groups in Ethiopia that put butter in coffee. If any of you bust out the Land O Lakes tomorrow morning, let me know how that goes for you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-634355159261502804?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/634355159261502804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=634355159261502804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/634355159261502804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/634355159261502804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/11/buttery-coffee.html' title='Buttery Coffee?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4130958175571780847</id><published>2008-10-15T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:52:08.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Porn and Peeved.</title><content type='html'>Ghandi once said that he admired Christ, just not his "followers." I'm fairly certain that today I feel like Ghandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of weeks we are dealing with the topic of pornography through a mens event called "Porn and Pancakes." It's a mens breakfast designed to help men talk about a struggle, that, frankly, Christians often refuse to address as a legitimate struggle -it's one that often gets swept under the rug, despite the fact that Porn is a HUGE industry, grossing more $ than all of our major sports leagues COMBINED! It is our attempt to raise up generations that will stop destroying their marraiges, their families, and themselves with porn addiction. Someone apparently doesn't like that message, or, at the very least, the nature of it.  Our sign has been take down twice now - once thrown away in our dumpster - this time taken off our property.  Rather than express a concern, or even tell us why they disagree, this person or persons is content to get us more media attention by vandalizing and stealing. To that, I suppose we should say, "thanks for the attention you're getting us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who is doing this - but my guess is that this is the attempt of a person either connected to NCC or who claims Christ, that doesn't think this message is appropriate for churches to speak on. Perhaps its' because we've got a daycare - to that, I saw, I would love to have a group of people who will stand up for my child - my daughter - and protect her from future objectification by the way that porn rapes the minds of those who watch it.  It is our responsibility as a church to protect those who cannot protect themselves  - even if it means getting flack. And I will gladly put my reputation at stake for this cause.  For further reading on the effectivenesss of "protest evangelism," please read Bob Briner's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roaring Lambs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, vandalism, theft, peace, kindness....oh, wait...maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4130958175571780847?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4130958175571780847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4130958175571780847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4130958175571780847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4130958175571780847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/10/porn-and-peeved.html' title='Porn and Peeved.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6204897901492087734</id><published>2008-10-07T09:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:57:43.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Victories and blessings...</title><content type='html'>A Colts miracle win&lt;br /&gt;The opening of Dunkin Donuts&lt;br /&gt;Some Mongolian with a great student and their family/friends&lt;br /&gt;A Great Sunday night - on and off the stage&lt;br /&gt;A  new Brave Saint Saturn  CD - which is great&lt;br /&gt;A new Anberlin CD -which is also great&lt;br /&gt;A 10 win soccer season&lt;br /&gt;A friend moving back to the area with her uber-cool husband&lt;br /&gt;A little mini-trip to Joplin - featuring some bob evans with Molesky&lt;br /&gt;and some quality time with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes friends, life is pretty stellar in the land of Ancarrow right now, and it's good to step back and be thankful for mundane little things.  May you do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm reminded that there are hurting people all around me.  Ive really been challenged to go to the Father on behalf of these people. The ability to do so reminds me of the greatest blessing of all - the ability to go to Father on behalf of the hurting people around me - knowing that he will hear my cries, requests, thank-yous, and pleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we not take  the torn curtain for granted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-30015" class="sup"&gt;Hebrews 4:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6204897901492087734?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6204897901492087734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6204897901492087734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6204897901492087734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6204897901492087734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/10/victories-and-blessings.html' title='Victories and blessings...'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6396021121058040561</id><published>2008-09-14T21:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:46:41.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life update.</title><content type='html'>So, here I sit, planning ways to get students to not go to the movies on Sunday night, or sit around playing rock band instead of listening to good rock bands. i need a mental break - as this week is going to be killer. Wake me up when September ends? If you're a high schooler and you're reading this...Come to kickoff...bring your friends. It will be worth it. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are okay. My stress level is pushed to a near boiling - point. I need a couple of days off - and that'll be at the end of the month/first part of next month with a couple of days in Joplin. The weird thing is  - despite feeling so fried - I'm really ready for the year to start. I'm sick of planning things - ready to get moving on the year. I think it will be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the Colts eek one out today. Peyton Manning is amazing...period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soccer team is 7-3 now. It's been a fun year. No attitudes...very teachable. Lots of good discussion, on and off the field. I've gotten quite nostalgic the past few days, in light of soccer. I even pulled up the herald-mail website to see how Smithsburg soccer is doing. Turns out even better than we used to be...pretty sweet. Good for the old alma-mater.  I often re-think those days. What if I hadn't gotten so down on myself? What if I had just played the game and enjoyed pushing myself? Would I have quit in college, even though I could have played?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are doing okay. Both Amber and Emery have had spells of sickness as of late. It's a wonder I've stayed decently healthy, considering I'm barely sleeping on top of having two sick people in the house.  But baby #2 is moving along healthily, so, despite illness, these are good times. Emery got quite upset the other day that she could not see her brother or sister right then....she threw  a huge fit. Pretty amusing, with the exception of the screaming, crying, and basically every other part of throwing a fit outside of its original purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave Saint Saturn's new CD released tuesday. Reese Roper, my friends...the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6396021121058040561?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6396021121058040561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6396021121058040561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6396021121058040561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6396021121058040561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-update.html' title='Life update.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3132747730159123540</id><published>2008-08-18T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:57:20.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, Love, and the obnoxious yankees fan.</title><content type='html'>Tonight's conversation after our small group was everything that a late night, post-study question should be. I've been thinking about it so much that I have refused to play Madden or fast-forward DVR'ed episodes of Family Matters (yep, I'm that cool). There's a part of me that simply wants to escape behind my iPod and forget about it. And yet, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence of the conversation was this: does free-will impede ability to have just one pre-determined plan? If there is only one plan for us - then does where we go to college really matter - after all, we'll get to that place anyway, if it's God's pre-determined will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get sick of arguing about predestination  - so I took the conversation this way - if you erased the pain that has led you to this point, where you are today, that is, where would you be? would you be in the same place? What would change? Think a la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eternal Sunshine&lt;/span&gt; without the bad kate winslet dye job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I be in Indy if I hadn't gotten my heart ripped out of my behind? Would I have ever met my wonderful Mrs. Ancarrow if I had transferred my senior year of college? Would the Orioles still stink if that obnoxious 12 year old kid hadn't robbed Tony Tarasco of a sure -fire out in the 1996 playoff series between the O's and the Yanks? Discuss, Discuss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these kinds of conversations when they're not rooted out of trying to make yourself sound smarter than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing - some other random fun&lt;br /&gt;    1. does anyone know where the Dunkin Donuts is going to be  in Avon, and when?&lt;br /&gt;    2. My prediction is that the ravens aren't going to be as bad as everyone says this year -   &lt;br /&gt;         because we've gone KYLE BOLLER (please note sarcasm).  It's a sad day when I'm begging&lt;br /&gt;         coach to play a Buckeye or a blue hen. Go Delaware! We'll see. I want to be wrong so badly!&lt;br /&gt;    3. You still need Anorexia and Nervosa by Showbread.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3132747730159123540?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3132747730159123540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3132747730159123540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3132747730159123540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3132747730159123540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-love-and-obnoxious-yankees-fan.html' title='Life, Love, and the obnoxious yankees fan.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-1834228680565990623</id><published>2008-08-12T21:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:30:31.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieeerrrrrr Oneeeee!</title><content type='html'>I  saw a list today for  the top "annoying commericals" on TV.  I have to say that only one on the list would have been on my list. Take that, Oxyclean - you are officially obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;Rounding out my top 3:&lt;br /&gt;2. Vona&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SKJFt9hgrkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2lk0nSZhmHU/s1600-h/Billy_Mays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SKJFt9hgrkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2lk0nSZhmHU/s320/Billy_Mays.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233822372869484098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ge Commerical with the annoying girl&lt;br /&gt;3. Anything endorsed by Kirstie Alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/scotta/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-1834228680565990623?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1834228680565990623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=1834228680565990623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1834228680565990623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/1834228680565990623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/08/pieeerrrrrr-oneeeee.html' title='Pieeerrrrrr Oneeeee!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/SKJFt9hgrkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2lk0nSZhmHU/s72-c/Billy_Mays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2609695973628924865</id><published>2008-07-01T22:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:29:49.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anorexia/Nervosa</title><content type='html'>One more thought. If you have not yet purchased Showbread's Anorexia &amp;amp; Nervosa CD's, then you must do so. No disappointment will befall you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evansville - Thursday. Raw Rock Kills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2609695973628924865?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2609695973628924865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2609695973628924865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2609695973628924865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2609695973628924865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/07/anorexianervosa.html' title='Anorexia/Nervosa'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8479726381728211273</id><published>2008-07-01T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:16:06.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilton Christian Church</title><content type='html'>John Stott once said of the Church, "On earth, she is often in rags and tatters, stained and ugly, despised, and persecuted.But one day she will be seen for what she is, nothing less than the bride of Christ., "free from spots, wrinkles, or any other disfigurement," holy and without blemish, beautiful and glamorous. It is to this constructive end that Christ has been working and is continuing to work. the bride does not make herself presentable.; it is the bridegroom who labours to beautify her in order to present her to himself. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we as a Church rely on Jesus to clean up our messes, and thus complete his work in us? Do we trust Him to complete the work He started with an imperfect group of people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our job is to partner with Jesus in his redemptive work, rather than hinder it. As I recently heard it said, you can look at your church as a hotel, or a home. If it is a hotel, you make a mess, complain about the messes you didn't make, eat the food, and leave it all for someone else to clean up. If it is your home, you do whatever you can to fix, clean, wash, and take care of the blemishes, even if it means getting your hands extraordinarily dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we do the latter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8479726381728211273?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8479726381728211273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8479726381728211273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8479726381728211273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8479726381728211273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/07/hilton-christian-church.html' title='Hilton Christian Church'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6102906739561546024</id><published>2008-06-21T22:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:08:41.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is like a rolling river - so muddy and absurd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlights of June thus Far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seattle trip: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 5 yr. Anniversary with the Mrs. - fun times  - lots of inside jokes here... like when we heard an amazing pianist play jazz karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love Coffee - and so does Seattle. I never did fine one that I would say totally surpasses Starbucks - but Tully's Blueberry Mocha was pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;3. Seeing Showbread live - wow. If you haven't gotten Anorexia and Nervosa yet, then you need to. 4. Mars Hill Church - for a couple of reasons.&lt;br /&gt;    A. I love mark driscoll&lt;br /&gt;    b. A dude in front of me fell asleep during sermon - and I'm just glad that happens to mark  &lt;br /&gt;    driscoll too.&lt;br /&gt;     C. Their LED lights on the wall were very cool - and I want them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Know Sweat Speaking Gig - Cincinnati, OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love what the CIY team is doing with Know Sweat . Very cool. Matt Gilchist - job well done.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eating Skyline Chili three times that week&lt;br /&gt;3. Time with Students - they were very cool to me - I do hope it was good for me to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nathan Shaver - one of my favorite worship leaders - and I'm not just saying that because he's a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;1. The X Awards were fun tonight - hope the sponsors felt appreciated&lt;br /&gt;2. Emery has been awesome lately. I can't believe she's two. She's getting pretty human now. I knwo that sounds werid, but the other day, for her birthday, we took her to Moe's. She celebrated - she was so pumped up. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;3. I got to see Demon Hunter the other night - pretty good event.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tina Fey is on a rerun of SNL. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work on stuff now. Just wanted to check in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6102906739561546024?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6102906739561546024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6102906739561546024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6102906739561546024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6102906739561546024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-life-is-like-rolling-river-so-muddy.html' title='My life is like a rolling river - so muddy and absurd.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8859655850819873293</id><published>2008-05-27T22:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:01:01.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancarrow sheds a manly tear?</title><content type='html'>So, we married off our Casey the other day. I saw "our" loosely, of course, since Casey is A: NOT our real daughter, per se. B: NOT our pet C. NOT our property. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was weird to me about the whole affair wasn't just that she was a former student - we've done plenty of those.  It was a few things. First, Casey has always been incredibly special to us.  I wanted the day to be so beautiful for her; ordinarily, I wouldn't care. I do my part, eat a piece of cake, pass out my hugs, and enjoy watching someone get married. Because of that, I put a lot of pressure on myself to do a good job , and to help take care of all the little details, as if I had a vested ineterest in them acutally happening.  Because of that interest, I refused to open the event with "Mar-wij is wat bwings us togefer today..." I did't want to get the crowd too riled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who were wondering - I held it together all day long. No tears - in fact, not even the THOUGHT of tears until the end of the night. I had returned to the church to let Casey get the rest of their stuff - plus, change out of her wedding dress.  it was in those final moments - the final passing of the baton -  perhaps the last of the "Casey talking to Scott at the Church" moments that everything hit me. So, Casey got her wish - she got to see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Dave and Casey, we look forward to this next chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8859655850819873293?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8859655850819873293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8859655850819873293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8859655850819873293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8859655850819873293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/05/ancarrow-sheds-manly-tear.html' title='Ancarrow sheds a manly tear?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5563115681915618970</id><published>2008-05-09T08:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:56:59.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I stay or should I go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http//www.relevantmagazine.com/god_article.php?id=7276"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been in a lot of situations recently, having discussions with people about church. Maybe I'm a cynic, or a pessimist, or maybe even a crybaby, but lately these conversations have not been about how great I am, our church is, or how great my friend's church is. The conversations have gone like this..."we are going to leave because ... (insert myriad or reasons here).  My reason for writing on this topic actually has little/nothing to do with one person, or any one conversation. Instead, it is the culmination of many conversations - and in my head then, many questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A variety of feelings, thoughts, and emotions immediately dance in my head when I have this conversation. It is a feeling of inadequancy (after all, I work in a church - FULL TIME), anger, hurt, sadness, etc - but overwhelming all of these feelings is - "is this right - is this biblical?" While I could argue that the WAY that most people leave - gossip, rumor, anger, slander - is not biblical, what about the concept itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of writing on the concept - I stumbled upon an article from one of my favorite sources - relevant magazine. I love this guy's points. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//relevantmagazine.com/god_article.php?id=7291"&gt;http://relevantmagazine.com/god_article.php?id=7291&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the first fundamental reason for this issue comes in how we view church. If we view church as a consumer, then church has to give me something to keep my business. The sermons have to fit me, I have to like the people, and worship must be in a way that I can at least tolerate. When the church fails to provide what I want, I "consume" some where else. But is that what Christ had in mind for the church? If you look at Ephesians 5, Paul makes the connection that marriage is like the relationship between Christ and the church. Couple that with the talk that the local church is a body (1 cor 12), and that Christians should pursue unity (eph 4), then we must understand that sheer business principles cannot define a good relationship with a church. Infact, the only consumer in the church, even in a seeker sensitive one, should be God. However, that is often not the case, and is a large reason why people ultimately leave a chruch for another at some point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we view the church as a marriage, or a relationship, between a group of people? Surely, this would change how we viewed leaving or staying (or it should - as a Christian).  Perhaps we would wrestle longer, have more conversations about the process, or do what we can to "save the relationship" when the honeymoon ends. This doesn't mean there would never be separtion, leaving, disagreement, or even divorce, but perhaps we wouldn't do it so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I see this play out the most is after 3-4 years after someone comes to Christ. The newness of the church wears off, the hope of Christ is taken for granted, a new staff person has replaced someone that another person loved.  No one brings us cookies anymore - in fact, we're now in charge of making sure they get delivered. We're not getting invited to lunch anymore - in fact, our pastor tells us to be the ones inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while, we're in a spiritual rut. Something has gone wrong - and we're frustrated because no one seems to have the quick fix anymore. We begin to look at this place, or that place - or the mega place - because they certainly will have the cure. While often this requires a deeper dedication to our own personal disciplines, often it is the church who gets blamed for "not feeding me enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look down the street and we ___________ church. We say,  "hey, this church has a starbucks, great preaching, a jacuzzi, and tons of hot singles! We think our answer is there - and we jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The equivalent to this in a relationship, even with a friend is, "hey, I know you're my friend and all, but I know you well enough to see your problems and flaws - and I don't that other person well enough to anything more than just have some fun once in a while."  In my marriage, this is the equivalent of trading my wife in for a 'younger model.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, especially here on "megachurch lane," we as believers are prone to look at someone else's series, someone else's toys, and say, "they're better off than me." Little do we know that there are many in those seats saying, "maybe I need to look at this place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, we have a revolving door of Christians who spend their time church - hopping and shopping, rather than taking seriously Jesus' charge to "seek and save the lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need shots in the arm. Retreat experiences. Date nights, if you will. Should a church provide such an opportunity? Yes, I think so. these are times that renew intimacy, and remind why you love that person to begin with. The newness of dating does wear off. The newness of a preacher does get old.  You need that time of refreshment, and many times, when you are a weekly, plugged in, serving church member, that happens in really weird times or on a retreat.  But may we as a body of christians remember perhaps one of Satan's greater lies - the one that says, " the grass is greener on the other side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are scriptural reasons for leaving a place, and, in the end, I think there are some unbiblical reasons that are okay too.  I just wish there was a deeper dedication to trying to make things work out in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.relevantmagazine.com/god_article.php?id=7276"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5563115681915618970?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5563115681915618970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5563115681915618970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5563115681915618970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5563115681915618970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/05/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html' title='Should I stay or should I go?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6239271978963452485</id><published>2008-04-23T20:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:57:32.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Religion of Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://northviewchristian.blogspot.com/2008/04/religion-of-science.html"&gt;The Religion of Science&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Tonight I took a group of High School students to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed." &lt;/span&gt;The film is a documentary hosted by the 80's favorite teacher, Mr Ben Stein (Bueller, Bueller, anyone, anyone?). The Documentary deals with the idea that Intelligent Design is not an accepted worldview in modern science, and how those who hold to even the inkling that intelligent design exists are other blacklisted in terms of tenure, or are discredited as believers in fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I found the film intriguing. Two thumbs up, for sure! Of course, upon visiting what the critics on rottentmatoes.com thought, I was not shocked to see only an 11% positive rating. Media bias anyone? I have seen higher marks for such cinematic gems as Herbie: Fully Loaded and Crossroads. Media bias, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the questions that Mr. Stein raises regarding the connection between Darwinism and Nilhilism. If we are the result of random chance, why hold to morals? Why value anyone or anything? Everyone should get as much as they can, hurt whoever they want, and have no guilt or shame about the process in which they commit such acts. While I understand the dangerous jump the film makes in connecting the Nazi's to Darwin's theory, the idea is a perfect example of the result of society where there is no absolute truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the film...support the film...and learn why you believe what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good resources to help you along the way can be found at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://voxpopnetwork.com/vision/2008/04/16/creation-god-makes/"&gt;http://voxpopnetwork.com/vision/2008/04/16/creation-god-makes/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Peter 3:15-16 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-30424" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect, &lt;span id="en-NIV-30425" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;keeping a clear conscience, so that those who speak maliciously against your good behavior in Christ may be ashamed of their slander.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6239271978963452485?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6239271978963452485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6239271978963452485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6239271978963452485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6239271978963452485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/04/religion-of-science.html' title='The Religion of Science'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2891870092610238200</id><published>2008-04-01T22:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:19:40.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maryland Trip Musings - Days 3/4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday proved to be one of the most challenging day 1's of any mission trip I've been on. We split our team into three teams -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, one team sorted food at a local food bank - another served a meal at a local homeless shelter. The third team loaded 200 dozen dunkin donuts into the van and delivered them to local business in White Marsh and Dundalk - just as a random act of kindness from NCC. While 90% of business took them - some were quite puzzled that there was no catch, no sales pitch, and no conversion attempt. only love. CCC got a lot of compliments from people in white marsh, many of whom belonged to business that had received this treatment before. The 10% who didn't accept certainly showed the wall that many have toward the chuch in general in MD. Some were polite - some kicked our students out - some just wouldn't take the donuts. Did they think it was laced with the Jesus LSD? Many of our students, especially in dundalk, realized, "we're not in mega-church land anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two non-donut teams spent part of the afternoon taking prayer walks through neighborhoods praying for a variety of things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three teams ended day three with a process called assessment. As CCC looks to plant in the Dundalk area, one of the steps is to talk to people from the area and determine their physical needs. This helps establish the type of church, a targeted demogrpahic, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dundalk is a tough town - it's in the city of Baltimore, but not the "inner city." Some of it is quite economically challenged - and some of it is just downright hard. There's subsidized housing, and a large quantity of senior citizens, many of whom are unable, or now too afraid to get out much. There's crime - lots of bars, and, according to residents, much drugs and crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our high schoolers went door to door, asking neighborhoods in Dundalk about their needs, they were treated a variety of ways. Almost every student was rejected/slammed/told to go away at least one time. one was told to leave before a dog was released on him - another was told that they were not allowed to talk to christians, as they were Jehovah's Witnesses. One was allowed to talk, but only from the sidewalk.  Each student had a bright spot or two as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This treatment, despite the good memories of the day, really took a toll on our students. Most had never been hated for their faith. At group time that night, I really worried for my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday brought a fresh day - it also brought warmth and sunshine. It didn't however, bring a renewed interest in assessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning - 200 dozen more donuts delievered . Another homeless shelter, and a different team to the food bank. A great morning - and great response on the donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon's sunnyness made for great prayer walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we assessed, many students noticed a marked difference in the people. maybe it was that they weren't shocked anymore after their first day. Maybe it was the sunshine that brought many people outside on their porches, so knocking on the door isn't as necessary. I don't know for sure, but I know that today went 100 times better than the day before. Tonight, at group, the team seemed energized, pumped, and ready to go back out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I close tonight, having only really given play by play without the color commentary, I must say that I'm excited to see how God works tomorrow. We've seen him here in so many ways and through so many people - christian and non.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2891870092610238200?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2891870092610238200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2891870092610238200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2891870092610238200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2891870092610238200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/04/maryland-trip-musings-days-34.html' title='Maryland Trip Musings - Days 3/4'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8286408962637216421</id><published>2008-03-30T22:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:37:16.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maryland Trip Musings - Days 1/2</title><content type='html'>Mission Trip Tidbits - Days 1-2&lt;br /&gt;I did this is in Jamaica last year in a little green notebook. This year, I'm going to attempt to blog our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Baltimore from Indy in 11 hours 30 minutes. No major drama - just road trip weariness. I exposed our students to the wonders of the Sheetz gas station. Good times were had by all, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to Baltimore, we found out that our hotel, which we booked almost a year ago and reconfirmed a month ago, lost our reservation. We got sent next door, which is fine, and a nicer hotel - but not cheaper. We have some battling to do there, but that's for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, we strolled around a mall  - getting the 11 hour trip out of our system. I had a crabcake - fresh and glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we went to Community Christian. For most of our students, I think this was their first exposure to church outside the Bible belt. Very cool service - and we had great dialog about it later today at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a brief conversation with Amber and Emery today. Emery said, "I love you" for the first time over the phone to me. That was very cool, and helped keep me from getting frustrated by the overabundance of downtime we seemed to have in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate an amazing Chinese dinner at a place called Chopstix. Perhaps the best General Tso's I've ever had. Some students got sushi - and they said it was the best they've had.  One of our students accidentally poured her team all over herself. It was the most I've ever seen a spill resemble someone actually peeing their pants. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we held an orientation for the next three days of the trip with the leadership of CCC. I have to say, there's a mixture of excitement and nerves in our team. While the next three days promises to be beneficial to the work of CCC, the idea of just not knowing what conversations, what situations, etc. we're about to get to is just kind of our weird .One of our projects is to help assess the need for a church plant in Dundalk by going door to door and talking to folks about what they feel the greatest needs of the area are. The idea of having a door slammed in their faces is the secret fear of each of us, I think. This seems to be the part that may perhaps be the most stretching of the things we will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling all kinds of deep and reflective about what God has in mind for me over the next few years - then I backed into a fire hydrant. That's a mood killer. Now I'm just ticked. Thank God for full-coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8286408962637216421?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8286408962637216421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8286408962637216421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8286408962637216421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8286408962637216421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/03/maryland-trip-musings-days-12.html' title='Maryland Trip Musings - Days 1/2'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3105440043533443981</id><published>2008-03-10T13:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:09:10.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to quit.</title><content type='html'>So much good going on...and yet, it's so hard to get myself excited...have you been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forced myself to slow down today. I find myself today experiencing symptoms that require a detox time. I have been doing ministry now long enough to know the signs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I second guess myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get overly frustrated about my weaknesses &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I try way too hard to fix things &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I  get upset at what I can't change about other people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I resent little things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and my typical sarcastic wit turns to dark cynicism.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know at least one person that would blame the "rock and roll" I've been listening to (see, told you it turns cynical). But I don't think that's it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are all signs of spiritual starvation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One student, completely unpromopted,  lovingly told me last night that I need a vacation. They're right...but I don't need it in a physical sense - I need a spiritual one. I need to be better disciplined in reading, meditation, and waiting on the Lord. I need to return to the silence, where I find my food, my spiritual sustinence, and my hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times when, because of circumstances, exhaustion, laziness, stress, etc, we neglect to do the things that got us to a connecting place with God.  One day becomes two, which turns to four, then six. Before we know it, we're running on empty...because everyone around us has continued to feed on us. We become a restaurant without food. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have noticed that this is where people start blaming the church they are going to at the time. "It must be the preacher," or "there's nothing here for people who are like me." While I DO believe there are times to leave churches, or times when the preaching is holding back the walk of the believer, I would say, at least 80% of the time, it's not the preachers fault. It is, instead, that we are expecting human people to give us what only God can. Only God can truly be God. Only God can continually offer hope without ceasing. Only God has sustain 100% of the time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe it's becasue I can't always be in church (weird, since I work in one, I know), but I have decided  that it is my responsibilty, not Don Keehner's,  or anyone else's, to sustain my relationship with God. These men are there to enhance, encourage, and bring skin to Jesus' words at times when I am struggling....but they are not here to live my life for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's time for me to take a walk, and to spend some time with my Father. We've had lots of brief conversations lately, but its's been a while since we really sat and talked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May you do so as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3105440043533443981?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3105440043533443981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3105440043533443981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3105440043533443981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3105440043533443981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-to-quit.html' title='I need to quit.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3772890999196393845</id><published>2008-02-04T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:35:09.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Beauty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R6cfyj47l3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Q5HSnVlZotU/s1600-h/sad+brady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R6cfyj47l3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Q5HSnVlZotU/s320/sad+brady.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163130451291510642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/scotta/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;And the people rejoice. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3772890999196393845?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3772890999196393845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3772890999196393845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3772890999196393845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3772890999196393845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-beauty.html' title='Sweet Beauty.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R6cfyj47l3I/AAAAAAAAADU/Q5HSnVlZotU/s72-c/sad+brady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-8676814493025614738</id><published>2008-01-22T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:32:40.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a Better me?</title><content type='html'>I read an incredibly meaningful article a few weeks ago that totally encapsulates how I feel about the subject of self-help Christianity. It was written for Relevant Magazine by Andrew Schwab, lead singer of the band Project 86. I love his thoughts on the subject. You can read the article for yourself, in full, at &lt;a href="http://http//relevantmagazine.com/releblog/andrew-schwab/a-perfect-life-part-i//"&gt;http://http//relevantmagazine.com/releblog/andrew-schwab/a-perfect-life-part-i//&lt;/a&gt; . If, for some reason the link doesn't work (I probably messed it up, then go to relevantmagazine.com and check out the blogs section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I post the article's origin so that you know that these thoughts are not merely the thoughts of a student minister who just returned from a long retreat and despite already being exhausted, didn't get any sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a drive-thru, convenience-driven society. When we want to lose weight, we count points, take pills, or crash diet. Many times, our garages are full of workout equipment that now operate as great storage racks. When we want to buy something, we don't save our money, we pay later at 18% interest, $10 at a time. And, ultimately, we pay the price for our laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been serious about my pursuit of following Jesus for almost 13 years now. I have spent almost six of those years in "full time ministry." It is my observation that we practice "drive thru" Christianity often. Christians have the tendency treat their faith the same way they treat their finances or weight - with a quick fix or Jesus -crash diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm still embittered by the "Prayer of Jabez" breakup speech I got a few years ago, or because I get totally annoyed when my church inbox is full of catalogs that market Jesus like he's Michael Jackson. Or, maybe I know myself too well, and I admit that the overachiever in me has always sought the physical evidence that Jesus is pleased with me; i.e., financial blessings, more opportunities, or constant affirmation from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we see in the scriptures that God wants us to be financially blessed, drive a sports car, have our dream job, and have 2.3 kids? There are times when our "gospel," or the gospel of the some of the Christian bookstore bestsellers, lean closer toward the "American Dream" than God's desire for our hearts. There is a danger in reducing the creator of the universe to a God who speaks in clever acronyms so that we get it, or a God who is fine with my lack of generosity, so long as I support a missionary or do charity work from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must remember, friends, that the name of Jesus has been abused for all kinds of personal gains - and we must make sure that our flesh is not allowing us to do justify doing the same. I have been guilty of reducing my spiritual walk to the standard "I have spent 15 minutes praying, 15 minutes reading, said less than this many bad words, and listened to my "INSERT CHRISTIAN CD HERE" at least 3 times today Christianity." While any of the aforementioned things can be greatly beneficial to a believer's walk with Christ, they can all be accomplished in checklist form by someone who has no real love for Jesus, but a love for feeling good about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the articles I read, Schwab brilliantly writes&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;..." the most difficult thing about Christianity is that it doesn’t have anything to do with me. What I mean is that we are called to lose ourselves in order to find ourselves. We give our lives in humility and servitude to Jesus, and he in return gives us eternal life and salvation, along with a life of joy and peace as long as we remain in him. But along the way we must put others before ourselves. And we will find meaning and contentment not in self-actualization, but in giving ourselves in submission to him and to one another in fellowship.These are all fundamental concepts to a Biblical approach to living.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Jesus never said “Follow this simple formula to unlock your potential within.” If my desire in coming to God is motivated by what he can give me, or how he can make me feel, then my ultimate desire is self-focused, rather than Christ-focused. If I treat God as the divine genie, or the eternal “life-improver,” then I think I have missed the point entirely. And if I am a teacher throwing in scripture verses and the teachings of Christ to subtly justify faith as a marketing ploy to those who are looking to feel better about themselves, then I am in danger of leading many astray.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In following Christ, I experience the ultimate paradox: that is, I find life, a GREAT, BETTER LIFE, when I lose my own. However, I ONLY find this "better life" in following Christ wherever he leads me, not in checking off a series of boxes that define a "good Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;To quote the Princess Bride: "Life is pain, highness. Anyone who tells you different is trying to sell you something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my mind, pain equals the perseverance that comes from discipline and day to day faithfulness. Be cautious when someone promises that faith is a means to a better life. They may be subtly trying to give you a message that may make you feel better, while neglecting what you truly need…to be broken and molded into a devoted servant, not a well-adjusted overachiever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-8676814493025614738?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8676814493025614738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=8676814493025614738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8676814493025614738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/8676814493025614738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/01/becoming-better-me.html' title='Becoming a Better me?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-3715286856333049691</id><published>2008-01-02T14:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:33:39.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Awesome 80's Party!</title><content type='html'>To see Pictures of The X's totally Awesome 80's New Year's Eve Party, check out: &lt;a href="http://hs.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30196985&amp;amp;id=1421670494#pid=30196986"&gt;Facebook Mitch Kenney's Photos – In Love With The 80's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-3715286856333049691?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3715286856333049691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=3715286856333049691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3715286856333049691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/3715286856333049691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2008/01/totally-awesome-80s-party.html' title='Totally Awesome 80&apos;s Party!'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2697199741085503746</id><published>2007-12-28T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:35:09.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>George Bailey lassoes his trip to Africa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UKdzjccHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AjP8HGghFxU/s1600-h/DSCN0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UKHTjccGI/AAAAAAAAABw/qC2neAVYN7U/s1600-h/DSCN0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149032869592330338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UKHTjccGI/AAAAAAAAABw/qC2neAVYN7U/s320/DSCN0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, dear friends, is the final blog post of 2007. Dry your tears, another year is beyond us. I am gearing up for the big New Year's Eve Party, which is always a sign to me that Christmas is officially finished, and the next year is all too close. I do hope that Christmas was great for you. Mine ended up being great - though there was a time where we weren't quite sure with my daughter being sick for the second Christmas in a row. But, in the end, antibiotics prevailed, and my inner George Bailey triumphed. "Merry Christmas, movie house!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UJpjjccEI/AAAAAAAAABg/9v7C_TjrNS8/s1600-h/DSCN0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149032358491222082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UJpjjccEI/AAAAAAAAABg/9v7C_TjrNS8/s320/DSCN0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of New Year's Eve, if my Dee Snider makeup kit doesn't get here, I have no idea what I'm going to do for a costume...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many have asked me to offer some commentary on my trip to Africa. Quick plug: I will do an extensive breakdown of the trip for High School Students at the X on January 6- January 13 for Middle School students. Adults are welcome to attend these presentations as well. I don't feel comfortable creating an extensive blog posting on the trip itself - especially since most people wouldn't even dare to read it. So, not to be a jerk, but if you want to hear the deep details of my journey, let's get some coffee, or come to the X to get a full breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the five minute version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UKjjjccII/AAAAAAAAACA/7zP9x8jEjRA/s1600-h/DSCN0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149033354923634818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UKjjjccII/AAAAAAAAACA/7zP9x8jEjRA/s320/DSCN0794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On December 2, I left with a team of 8 to assist Christ in Youth in coordinating one of their international conferences in Durban, South Africa. Old School Northview-ers will recognize one of my teammates, Mr Johnny Scott, the former worship minister at NCC. Every year, on top of the summer conferences for HS students in the states, CIY puts on conferences in other countries. The goal for this involvement is to help the churches in other nations put on their own student conferences. Members of our team helped teach the morning sessions, while South African speakers led the evening sessions. One day prior to the conference, our team led an "international school of youth ministry," which was a chance to train pastors who are working with youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is much to say about all of this, of course. Today, as a nation, South Africa is an interesting mix of western influence and tribal tradition. I could walk to a coffee shop and internet cafe, I could go to fast food restaurants, and my cell phone even worked. Most students dressed in a very western style, and even had their own cell phones. Yet, when we came together as a church, there was a desire to hold on to how things have been done in the past. Sound familiar at all? While I was hearing some of the most beautiful worship I have ever heard in my life, I was witnessing the church kind of being at a crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;South Africa is a young nation in its current political structure. Only two decades removed from Apartheid, I still sensed a tension about the past. I still saw the influence of oppression. As we are seeing today in Iraq, just because a bad government is replaced, it doesn't mean that things become rosy for people overnight. There is still unemployment, poverty, and in that, there is a struggle to hold on to hope. Then throw in the big elephant called AIDS, which is said to effect as much as 30-35% of the population, and you have a real mess. Who is called to respond to crises such as these? Who is called to reach out to students who are affected by the way these struggles impact their families? It is not governments, it is not militaries, it is the church. That's why I thought it was so important to go and encourage, teach, and pray with those who are making a difference in South Africa everyday. I suppose, by the end of the trip, that was my goal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met some great people that week - people like Max, John, Paul, Mita, Karen, Michael, Phil, Freedom, Patson, Richard, Connell, and a myriad of others who are trying to reach out to students in South Africa. I hope that the few days our team spent with them energized them in their task. They certainly encouraged me. As far as the students, my prayer is that walls between adults and students in South Africa would be broken down, and relationships can built with ones like the ones I just mentioned. What a revolution it would create. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many thanks to CIY, the NYS, my teammate, and to a God who decides to use my broken vessel from time to time, even when I don't deserve it. For whoever is reading this, my prayer is that you would see the world a little more like God sees it, then choose to act accordingly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-2697199741085503746?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2697199741085503746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2697199741085503746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2697199741085503746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2697199741085503746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/12/george-bailey-lassoes-his-trip-to.html' title='George Bailey lassoes his trip to Africa.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/R3UKHTjccGI/AAAAAAAAABw/qC2neAVYN7U/s72-c/DSCN0774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4848328924724862723</id><published>2007-12-16T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:12:00.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jet Lagged Ramblings of an Exhausted old man</title><content type='html'>In the spirit of Christmas, the Baltimore Ravens have been generous and decided to give the Miami Dolphins their first win. I've been harassed by Yankees fans; ironic, considering their "evil HGH empire" has just been exposed. I've been up since 4:30 a.m., shoveled ice and snow about 14 times this weekend,,and preached to 10 kids this morning because of it. Perhaps the most spiritual thing I can say right now, "i'm going to bed." We'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from South AFrica in one piece. I anticipate an epic blog entry shortly - once I see some pictures and such. I'll be speaking about it soon. In applying the trip to home, and my current context of student ministry, my quick observation is that I need to call our students to do more. Quarterly service projects are not enough. I need to call my students to something radical. For instance, maybe there are some that need to plant a church on the east coast, but work a job in the "real world" supporting it. Maybe we need to go to Africa as a group. Maybe some need to go live in Africa. I don't know. But there is a nagging feeling in the back of my head, and it may be fatigue, that I am failing to do a good job of calling students to higher levels of faith. I have been told otherwise - but in my heart, I feel like I am failing in this. Perhaps I model a life that is too comfortable? Yet, I sit here, totally exhausted, wondering, "what more can I do?" I don't know yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are currently unaware of what is going on in Zimbabwe right now, I would encourage you to take a look. It's weird that our media isn't talking about it, but superinflation, and corruption are really decimating that country. My really good coffee that I brought home from Africa (from Zimbabwe) is currently my daily reminder to pray for that nation. I'm working on hooknig up some sponsorship of kids in Zimbabwe, for those who are interested. If I find a link detailing what's going on in Zimbabwe, to make it really easy for you, I'll put it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4848328924724862723?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4848328924724862723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4848328924724862723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4848328924724862723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4848328924724862723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/12/jet-lagged-ramblings-of-exhausted-old.html' title='The Jet Lagged Ramblings of an Exhausted old man'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7617837614003173343</id><published>2007-10-24T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:35:09.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to buy the world a buttery biscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Rx-h4ECfReI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NB2C9Iw7EMU/s1600-h/menu_chicken_biscuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Rx-h4ECfReI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NB2C9Iw7EMU/s320/menu_chicken_biscuit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124992885499839970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning brings a much needed day off.  While I haven't felt incredibly busy, there's plenty of little projects to accomplish. New Year's Parties to plan, retreats to explore, messages to write. All the while, I'm preparing for this trip to South Africa. I have to admit that there are times when I don't feel like I should be the one to go on this trip. There are better speakers, better christian, better representatives for CIY. Nevertheless, I have no doubt that I need to take advantage of the opportunity. I think God has much to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I put a picture of a chicken biscuit on here. Now that its here though, perhaps we should enjoy one together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicken Biscuit is a staples of my thursdays with Emery. We share two biscuits, play in the play place, then go about our errand-running until Emery crashes for nap.  I have many things I want my daughter to learn in life....appreciation for the chicken biscuit is one. I don't love any fast food, to be honest, save for this little delectation. Unfortunately, it's too early to share the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that chicken is not an acceptable breakfast food. The following is my retort: "you are wrong. I am right. Not just now, but about everything. Taste and see that the chicken is good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Emery...she is walking and talking these days. My guess is that she can say about 30 words; at least, I can decipher about 30 words in her jibberish. It's a really fun time with her. When the door opens, and my daughter runs excitedly to the door, it puts a lot in perspective. Before I become one of those parents who pulls the "guess what cool thing my daughter did today" stuff, it will suffice to say that her desire to have relationship with me, her pursuit of her daddy, makes me think long and hard about how lazy I am in my walk with Christ at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm so sick of talk radio's ridiculously repetitive commercials. Back to the ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which - here are some CD's you need to spin:&lt;br /&gt;1. Emery - I'm only a Man - Yes yes, musical elitists...I get it. However, the more I listen to this CD, the more I am convinced that it is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;2. Thrice - The Alchemy Index - I love concept alblums&lt;br /&gt;3. Jimmy Eat World - Chase this Light - Much better than the Futures CD, channels the classic J.E.W. sound with some "bleed american" in the mix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7617837614003173343?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7617837614003173343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7617837614003173343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7617837614003173343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7617837614003173343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/10/id-like-to-buy-world-buttery-biscuit.html' title='I&apos;d like to buy the world a buttery biscuit'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Rx-h4ECfReI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NB2C9Iw7EMU/s72-c/menu_chicken_biscuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4253041855239588151</id><published>2007-10-05T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:50:19.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m waiting for my Dunder Miffin gift basket</title><content type='html'>Quick soccer update:We beat a hard-fighting Cascade team 5-3 last night. I have to say that I was impressed by Cascade this season. They're talented here and there, but they work hard as a team, and play with a ton of heart. In a playoff game, that tightens the talent gap. They had me sweating, and I, at one point, was pretty sure we were not going to walk away with a win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 rock. hilarious last night - same with the Office. If you watch Grey's Anatomy, I'm writing you out of my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wiating to hear from some of you regarding how much you don't like the new Emery CD because it's not the first two. I've already heard some criticism. Musical elitists, hear this: Bands don't like to make the same CD twice. If they do, their name is Creed or Britney Spears. Where is Creed now? Exactly.  Britney Spears? Too soon.  While I dont' think this Emery CD will go down as my favorite, I think there are three-four killer tracks. I can dig experimental stuff too. If you are the kind of person who judges bands based on each CD, you are going to end up hating every band you've ever loved, and I just feel sorry for you. Embrace what you like. Support the bands as they grow - after all, you helped them get to the place where they don't just want to write 3-4 minute sing along anthems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further reading on this, consult Five Iron Frenzy's "Handbook for the Sellout."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4253041855239588151?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4253041855239588151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4253041855239588151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4253041855239588151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4253041855239588151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-waiting-for-my-dunder-miffin-gift.html' title='I’m waiting for my Dunder Miffin gift basket'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6969627715870656</id><published>2007-10-01T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T09:28:38.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabies is an epidemic. Beware.</title><content type='html'>Baltimore lost to Cleveland? What? Are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One roadblock in an otherwise good Sunday. I've felt pretty good about the X so far, and I'm ready to hit the stride. I feel like we've got the band sounding pretty good, and the speaking is coming along. I do feel a wall put up by many of the students - very image conscious right now. But, there's a lot of new faces this year, so it's not like we really know each other yet. I look forward to that changing as the year goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick soccer update: The team is 11-4-1, which is a PHENOMENAL season for Danville soccer. We've got a better shot at sectionals than we have in the past few seasons.  I'm a little bummed about how we finished, but it doesn't take away from the fact that the season was the best I've had with the team, in a variety of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was offered a chance to go to South Africa in December to help train youth workers in the country. I'm pretty pumped about the opportuntity to do that - though I think I'll learn a lot mroe than I'll actually teach them. I am told that the word "khaki" is bad in africans, and now I have this fear that I'm going to use the word at some deeply spiritual moment, simply because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Office season premiere was last week -If you missed it - why aren't you watching this show? Sprinkles will eat you alive! 30 Rock starts up this week - another good one. Also, Lebron James was pretty funny on SNL, for a sports celebrity. The High School Musical spoof - wrong in parts, but HILARIOUS! Peyton Manning's last year is a hard to top - he was probably the best sports celebrity to do SNL since Michael Jordan did it in the early 90's. I'm actually really staring to warm up to the new group of SNL'ers . Actually, I did last year, but this week kind of suggested to me that this wasn't a fluke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost down to my last pound of Blue Mountain coffee. Any going to Jamaica?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6969627715870656?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6969627715870656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6969627715870656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6969627715870656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6969627715870656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/10/rabies-is-epidemic-beware.html' title='Rabies is an epidemic. Beware.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-7972265234668260436</id><published>2007-08-23T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:04:36.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night Musings ..</title><content type='html'>Always so much to say after the wife and child have retired. I spend so much of these days &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt;, and sometimes it seems as if my only times to &lt;em&gt;be &lt;/em&gt;come after everyone else is asleep, and I am officially in solitude. This has been a particularly interesting week for this occurence, as every one in our house has managed to be sick at some point in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what has been really cool lately.&lt;br /&gt;1. The Varsity soccer team is 2-0 for the first time in the four years I've coached.  Not playing Avon early in the season is good for the confidence.&lt;br /&gt;2. I had an awesome date with my daughter today - Emery discovered the wonders of the fast food playground today - and I was a hero.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I got a random call from Scott Ensminger. This dude, perhaps more than anyone outside of my own wife, believes in me, supports me, cares for me. I have to say that he possesses the ability make me not feel like i'm the worst youth minister in the world, and his calls to tell me that always seem to be at God send moments.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a meatloaf cover of celine dion - you are jealous.&lt;br /&gt;5. I got Madden 2008 - and actually  have found time for 4 games so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's so/so lately.&lt;br /&gt;1. Being vomited on several times in one night. I have to say, cleaning it up is a lot worse than wearing it. Five shirts later, that night, I had the same thought my wife did: it may be a while before we eat Pork and Beans.&lt;br /&gt;2. The month of August. I like prepping for the fall, but man, it's crazy busy.&lt;br /&gt;3. Watching the last episode of BOY MEETS WORLD. It's definately thought-provoking - could I be George Feeny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's poopy lately.&lt;br /&gt;1. Having a bad picture of you tagged on facebook. really friends, a little ettiquette? My goodness, some of the pictures of me that are posted or tagged of me are ones that make my ex girlfriends go - "thank God we got out of THAT!" Let's make a deal...if I have a picture of you that makes you look double your body size, I won't post it. If I have one where you have a huge green booger, or a nasty, overly clingy t-shirt on, and these things were not intentional attempts at humor...I will not post/tag the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Worrying about a friend whose going through a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cleaning up Emery puke. See so/so section, part 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-7972265234668260436?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7972265234668260436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=7972265234668260436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7972265234668260436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/7972265234668260436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/08/late-night-musings.html' title='Late Night Musings ..'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4681194294059329717</id><published>2007-07-17T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:35:10.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;God is good. I have been realizing lately that I spend a lot of time wrestling with the things in life that I don't like, or am not content with, and perhaps not enought time recently thinking about all the little great things in the world, and all the ways that God indeed works. I have been thinking about the things that I am thankful for, and once I actually get started, memories become "unvaulted," and I suddenly remember other things, even unanswered prayers, where I saw God work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard a message yesterday on prayer. It was so energizing. I read many chapters of exodus last night - you know that you've been convicted if Exodus is recreational reading. It's the kind of buttkicking I've needed spiritually for a while, I suppose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The remaining space of today's entry will simply be to commemorate a few "little things" that are gifts from God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. BD's Mongolian Barbecue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Rp0qWZ7g0FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5QoYusk26jY/s1600-h/bd"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088269718404517970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Rp0qWZ7g0FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5QoYusk26jY/s320/bd%27s-logo.gif" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have never experience the glory that is the BD, you are missing a true gift from God.  in the words of a dear friend of mine , "chicks dig stir fry." Fellas, if you have a lady friend, tell her the ways of the Mongolian, and you will have her heart forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't get enough of this place - and if it was closer than an hour away, I would be broke. BD's single-handedly upgrades the greatness of the north-side of Indy ten fold.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Coffee &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously guys, it's time to jump on board here. I know that soda is sweeter, and that tea is gentler. If I, Captain IBS, can handle coffee, you can too. It's time get cracking. The most important liquids on earth are as follows: communion, water, and coffee. This is God's drink...it is proof that God loves people. This decision will also change your life. Thank God also for mints though - because if you are a coffee junkie, you won't have many friends without the mints. I've read recently that those who drink over 6 cups of coffee a day reduce their risk of getting diabetes almost 60%. Hmm...maybe things like that aren't coincidence? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there you go, a few little things that are reminders of God's greatness. God is good...I told you so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should watch: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. TV - Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern (the Travel Channel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should listen to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wavorly - Conquering the Fear of Flight (Flicker Records). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/3335337885937225698-4681194294059329717?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4681194294059329717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4681194294059329717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4681194294059329717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4681194294059329717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sbhyheiWnks/Rp0qWZ7g0FI/AAAAAAAAAAs/5QoYusk26jY/s72-c/bd%27s-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-2962457172935246854</id><published>2007-07-10T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:28:27.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back from my two weeks on the road. Cornestone and CIY, back to back. I can't say that I like it in that order, necessarily, but good times were had.  The weeks were powerful in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Best shows of Cornerstone 2007.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Norma Jean&lt;/strong&gt;- You may hate their music, but seeing them live is an experience in itself. Best show, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Underoath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Showbread &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Wavorly &lt;/strong&gt;- Best new band I saw this year&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Jonezetta&lt;/strong&gt; - welcome to the main stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable mention goes to eleventyseven, flatfoot ( you are cornerstone kings) project86. Sorry to the bands who were really good that I didn't see - sorry, I'm just getting too old to get to every show these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-2962457172935246854?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2962457172935246854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=2962457172935246854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2962457172935246854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/2962457172935246854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-back-from-my-two-weeks-on-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-5289694284269318965</id><published>2007-05-22T08:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:05:08.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, should we tell that girl's mom what she's doing? Crap, I'm old.</title><content type='html'>It's been an interesting couple of days. Yesterday, I took the afternoon off to catch up on sleep, having run at an exhausting pace for the past few days. I felt like Zack Morris the summer after he and the gang worked at Malibu Sands bEach resort. His mom let him skip the first day of school to catch up and reminisce. Slater and Screech joined in, much to the chagrin of Mr. Belding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night Brandon &amp; I, along with Rawlings, hit up Louisville for teh Dirty South Tour, featuring Underoath, Norma Jean, Maylene &amp;amp; the Sons of Disaster, and the Glass Ocean. While the show itself was amazing - I could say great things about all the bands - the venue was incredibly frustrating. It was 2/3 the size of the X - and there were about 800 people there, 2/3 of which seemed to be fourteen year olds who 1. couldn't stand in one place for 15 seconds 2. couldn't keep their tongues out of each others mouths. I didn't know that hardcore could make you want to make out, well, in a "hardcore" fashion. But apparently it can. So, if you ever pass by my house and hear Underoath or Norma Jean, don't knock on the door...we won't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was especially glad to hang with Brandon that night. Mel still doesn't seem to be getting better from whatever she may have caught in jamaica - and even though he doesn't say it, I can't even imagine how worn out he is right now. I feel like I'm not doing enough to help him - I hope making that road trip was a bright spot. Keep praying for him and Mel guys...this is just getting ridiculous. Honestly, there's a little part of me that's hard some arguing with God about this whole thing. I know that sounds shallow and dumb - but how many stupid tourists who have drank themselves into oblivion come back from Jamaica with nothing, you know? I know the biblical rationales for questions such as these, but there are times when I just want to sit down with God and a cup of coffee and let him ramble on about why he allows certain things to go down the way he does. I have a feeling I would come out of that meeting with two conclusions. 1. God makes the best coffee 2. God is a lot smarter than I am .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was a concert for the Relay for life. While I wasn't entirely satisfied by the numbers of people who came, I was excited about the cause, and the fact that we were able to show our community we care in avery practical way. I doubt any of the bands read my blog, but thanks so much for serving our community in this way guys. I owe each of you another show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wrapped the X for high school once again. Easily, it was the best year of programming, and the best year as far as sponsor/student relationships. If you are a high school student or a sponsors that reads this, please post for me your favorite night or memory from the year - so that we can celebrate together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the Office was really good the other night. How can you not love this show? You know it's good when a parent in our ministry and I have a 10 minute discussion about when and if Jim and Pam are going to get together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-5289694284269318965?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5289694284269318965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=5289694284269318965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5289694284269318965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/5289694284269318965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/05/um-should-we-tell-that-girls-mom-what.html' title='Um, should we tell that girl&apos;s mom what she&apos;s doing? Crap, I&apos;m old.'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-6217187653876083262</id><published>2007-04-23T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:13:31.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey buddies and half a pot of coffee</title><content type='html'>It's Monday...and it feels like one. Emery let me sleep through the night, thank the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back from Believe Saturday night. It was another great weekend for our jr. high students, as well as our adults. I am grateful for the creativity, intentionality, and relevance pumped in the sessions we attended. Kudos to you, Team Believe. Thanks for doing what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read post on one Kurt Johnston's blog this week, as I cruising through the blogs of difference people, a typical Monday morning tradition that reminds me, many times, htat I am not the only one that hates Mondays. At any rate, Kurt was named "youth minister of the year" or something like that. I like what he had to say about the award,  &lt;a href="http://www.simplykurt.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.simplykurt.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; , the blog dated 4.18.07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what Kurt writes. I have to say that one thing that drives me nuts about the "ministry circle" is how sometimes guys posture for position, or recognition, or to get their names on lists that get them invited to speak at large events. At times, I have even shied from talking to guys like Kurt, or even guys at places like CIY, because I have been afraid that they think I'm trying to get into their pocket, or get my name onto a list that will get me on their "big" stage.  The last thing I want to be is a "hey buddy." I was once accused by a friend of being this kind of person  and, I'll admit, I'm still not over it. It should be noted that many of these "hey buddies" are not bad guys; instead, they are simply unsure of how a person measures success in youth ministry. It's a calling whose success can't be measured in dollar signs, like a business, and its environment that cannot be measured on programs alone, since students graduate from these programs and enter a new ministry after, at most, 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For approximately two years, I had a weekly breakfast, which I miss dearly, with two great friends in ministry. We shared our hearts, our stories, and our passions for sports, music, movies, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both came from big churches...with plenty of resources. Both of them had staff that took care of details that I have to do everyday. Both had bigger budgets, more students, and more toys to play with for the purpose of ministry. Yet, week to week, the guy who had the least amount of frustrations and discontent with their position was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to forget that fact on days when I have to pull double duty, or on days when my speaking suffers because I've been busy booking hotels and prepping mailings.  I try not to forget that when my budget dwindles, or doesn't allow me to buy something that I know we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this ministry continues to grow, not so I have more money, or so we get our renovation, or because it will mean that I can be a "big time speaker;" instead, I want to see growth because it will mean that more souls are experiencing Christ through those of us who are trying to "be" the church. May I focus less on what is said about me, how "great and dynamic" I am, and more on the journey that myself and my fellow northviewians are on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well said, Kurt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-6217187653876083262?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6217187653876083262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=6217187653876083262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6217187653876083262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/6217187653876083262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-buddies-and-half-pot-of-coffee.html' title='Hey buddies and half a pot of coffee'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3335337885937225698.post-4924225167152505246</id><published>2007-04-20T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:33:44.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Mountain IV?</title><content type='html'>I'm absolutely weary this afternoon...but I'm not a napper. I'm in trouble, for, in a few short hours, I will be surrounded by many, many, many Jr. Highers. I need coffee..and lots of it.  Maybe I should go watch some Hannah Montana or something to prepare.  As I look at pictures of my daugther smiling at me, I am reminded how cute she can be when it's not 3 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems there's a rash of things I could blog about in "pop culture" and the news this week.  Some would be silly, and some would be controversial. At any rate, I've been reminded that people who live in darkness lack hope, and, many times as a result, do very dark things. As a Christian . . . it's a very harsh reminder that cheesy christian t-shirts and boycotting stuff does very little bring any hope into the world. We need to get off our butts and offer hope, not for the sake of patting ourselves on the back or making ourselves feel okay, not for the sake greater church attendance, but for the sake of those who lack the hope. Without love, Paul says, &lt;em&gt;I am nothing but a resounding gong&lt;/em&gt;. It's a simple verse that I've been hearing since my mom made me start going to church; however, it' s very difficult to live out. Jesus, continue to teach me how to live...and how to love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, why is "the Office"  always a rerun? AHHH&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that Sanjaya is off American idol. If you walk that line betwen being manly and effminate, be encouraged, Sanjaya proves you can go pretty far without talent. You can even get invited to the White House. What the heck? I know that Simon Cowell is known as a pretty grouchy person; and I know that he crosses lines. However, 9 times out of 10, he is exactly right. I may not ever buy and &lt;em&gt;Il Divo &lt;/em&gt;CD as a result, but he does seem to have an eye for true talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Listening to: Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;Today Reading: Donald Miller &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Own a Dragon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3335337885937225698-4924225167152505246?l=scottancarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4924225167152505246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3335337885937225698&amp;postID=4924225167152505246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4924225167152505246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3335337885937225698/posts/default/4924225167152505246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottancarrow.blogspot.com/2007/04/blue-mountain-iv.html' title='Blue Mountain IV?'/><author><name>Ancarrow...the blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13465460010330473681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
