<?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-5889946223611696313</id><updated>2012-01-27T19:14:14.942-05:00</updated><category term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><category term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Pastor Jim's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1217931558205491874</id><published>2012-01-27T19:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T19:14:14.952-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Experience Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson, nineteenth-century American poet and lecturer, once said, "&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;It is one of the most beautiful compensations of this life that no man can sincerely try to help another without helping himself."&lt;/em&gt;  I suppose, if we take Emerson's words to heart, there are then few, if any truly selfless gifts, for to bless another is in essence, to experience blessing yourself.  The apostle Paul said in Acts 20:35, &lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;".. we must help the weak, remembering the words the Lord Jesus himself said: "&lt;span class="woj" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;It is more blessed to give than to receive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  We exist as a church to worship the living God and to serve others in the name of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;That is the motivation behind Hypothermia Prevention Week at Westwood.  February 5-12, Westwood will become a shelter for the homeless in our community.  They will find among us a warm place to sleep, hot meals to eat, and welcome hearts and arms that will receive them in Christ's name.  To help these men and women is to experience the blessing of God at work within all who participate in this special emphasis of love.  They will be blessed by the warmth of our Christian community...we will be blessed by sharing the love of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Yes, to share the blessings of Christ is to experience blessing.  Pray, give, volunteer in whatever way the Lord leads...there will be enough blessings to go around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;Jim Abernathy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-1217931558205491874?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1217931558205491874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/experience-blessing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1217931558205491874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1217931558205491874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/experience-blessing.html' title='Experience Blessing'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4109607312103672527</id><published>2012-01-20T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:53:04.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Fix Your Attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;Presidential  politics have once again taken center stage in our nation.  I must say, the race  to the White House has become somewhat like preparations for Christmas...it  seems that both now come earlier and earlier with each cycle.  It's not that I  don't enjoy Christmas nor that I believe that the free process of electing  leadership for our nation is insignificant.  Preparations for both events are  important...and yet, the preparations seem these days to be as important, or  perhaps even more important than the actual events themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Perhaps it has to do with our short attention span, moving retailers and politicians to continually remind us of what they believe is important, and therefore should be important to us.  Maybe the reason for this early and constant bombardment of interest is our seeming addiction to filling every moment of every hour and day with something to occupy our minds, therefore, the constant advertisements of "seasonal sales" and "pertinent" political information that seem to run non-stop.  The cynical among us would say that it's all about money, fostering a climate of materialism that often motivates consumers to spend money on things that they and others really don't need, while politicians spend much of their elected lives raising obscene amounts of money so they can keep their job. (The National Retail Federation projects 469 billion dollars was spent on retail sales for Christmas, 2011, while &lt;a href="http://newsmax.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 85, 204); "&gt;newsmax.com&lt;/a&gt; estimates that 8 billion dollars will be spent by all candidates in the presidential election of 2012.)  Maybe we simply lack the self-control to say "no" to these excesses that seem pervasively present in our culture.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;The hype and protraction of significant events in our lives that threaten to dilute their importance and heighten the cynicism that unfortunately comes as a by-product, are very present in our current culture.  I believe we are losing sight of what is truly valuable in a sea of dollar signs and non-stop rhetoric.  From time to time we hear the call to return to simpler values where in another time such abuses didn't exist.  Such nostalgic longing is, however, usually not the answer.  As I have quoted the great American humorist Will Rogers before, &lt;i&gt;"Things ain't what they used to be, and probably never was."&lt;/i&gt;  No, we can't turn the clock back and we can't simply apply old patterns to current circumstances. &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;The words of the Apostle Paul seem appropriate here as he writes in Romans 12:2, as translated through &lt;em&gt;The Message&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Don't become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You'll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;   &lt;/i&gt;Perhaps we have become so &lt;i&gt;"well-adjusted"&lt;/i&gt; to our culture that &lt;i&gt;"without even thinking,"&lt;/i&gt; we accept and become part of a culture that is &lt;i&gt;"always dragging {us} down to it's level of immaturity."  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Those who follow Jesus Christ are called to be salt and light in such a culture.  It begins one by one, heart by heart, person by person as transformation in Christ begins.  And so, let us not be conformed to the immaturity of a culture that chases after that which cannot be sustained, rather, let us &lt;i&gt;"fix {our} attention on God, and be changed from the inside out."  Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="HOEnZb" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-4109607312103672527?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4109607312103672527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/fix-your-attention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4109607312103672527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4109607312103672527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/fix-your-attention.html' title='Fix Your Attention'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7649124373155835642</id><published>2012-01-13T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T10:46:48.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Grateful to God, Win or Lose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The New England Patriots and Denver Broncos will play football tomorrow evening  in Foxboro, Massachusetts.  It's a playoff game and there will be a lot of hype  surrounding the game.  Don't be surprised to see a fan in a Bronco uniform with  the number, 15, somewhere in the stadium, with the name "Jesus" on the back of  the jersey.  Now, Jesus won't be playing quarterback for the Broncos tomorrow  evening, but there are some that think He's somehow working miracles in the  throwing arm of Tim Tebow.  If you watched the Bronco's victory over the  Steelers last week, you might begin to believe that Jesus has taken a special  interest in Mr. Tebow as he threw for two touchdowns and ran for another.  Known  for having "3:16", a reference to John 3:16, painted on his face, he  interestingly threw for 316 yards, 10 completions for an average of 31.6 yards  per catch.  His throwing style has been much maligned, with football purists  denouncing him as a passing fad (pardon the pun) whose star will quickly fade.   Others, however, believe that he is divinely inspired, empowered by God to do  what no one thought he could do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;For his part, Mr. Tebow takes every opportunity to praise God, and to draw  attention to his "Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ."  It seems that he doesn't  necessarily believe that Jesus is the source of his football success, however.   I am glad to know that our Savior isn't a Bronco fan, though some might believe  the prophet Isaiah's identity given him as the "suffering servant" would qualify  him as a Redskin fan.  I have found it interesting that Tim Tebow has received a  great deal of support from purely secular sources, including the media, who  recognize him as a genuine young man for whom there seems to be little, if any  pretense.  His religious expressions have been noted by columnists in the  Washington Post as reasonable in the context of a professional game that has  many different kinds of demonstrative expressions, religious and non-religious.   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not quite sure what to make of it all.  I suppose Jesus would be a fine  quarterback if he chose to be.  Whether or not He empowers the arm of Tim Tebow,  guiding his wobbly passes to streaking receivers, may be a mystery.  Perhaps  what's more important here is not whether Tim Tebow succeeds or fails, and he  will probably do both over the length of his NFL career, but that his faith in  the living Christ remains strong, no matter the game's outcome.  Lots of players  thank God when they win...my hunch is that Tim Tebow will be grateful to God,  win or lose.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7649124373155835642?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7649124373155835642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/grateful-to-god-win-or-lose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7649124373155835642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7649124373155835642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/grateful-to-god-win-or-lose.html' title='Grateful to God, Win or Lose'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3822343950522854633</id><published>2012-01-06T15:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:18:05.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Moments of Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: 10pt; "&gt; &lt;div id="AOLMsgPart_1_9552eb98-523d-43b6-b01e-0a7e4aecb549"&gt;&lt;span   &gt; &lt;div&gt;I'm a bit confused.  The temperature gauge on the dashboard of my car just  registered 67 degrees outside, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this is January  6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  The bitter winds of Tuesday have given way to the balmy  sunshine of Friday.  My only regret at this moment is that I didn't take  advantage of an invitation to play golf today.  Something about golf in Virginia  in January just doesn't seem right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Of course, there are many moments in this life that leave us scratching our  heads as things aren't as we think they should be.  Most of us have lived  through the disappointment of one of our favorite sports teams being upset by an  obvious underdog.  Some have just been through that moment of surprise when the  most beautifully wrapped Christmas package yielded not the wonderful treasure  you might have hoped for, but instead, socks!!!  For some, there are much more  serious consequences of surprise in finding their employment terminated, their  investments lost, or their health suddenly in question.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;One of the characteristics of the new year is the sense of unknown that  accompanies it.  We have certain plans for the new year, for this particular  year, and some of those will be realized.  However, there will be surprises  along the way that we just didn't see coming that will have an impact on our  lives, our families, and friends.  Surprises are certainly not always negative,  but many times, they do catch us off guard.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Can one be prepared for surprise?  By its very definition, surprise would  seem to answer a resounding "No!".  And yet, we are not completely left to the  whims of the unknown.  As a  person of faith whose trust in the Living God isn't  dependent on what I can see, touch, or even plan for, I can step forward into  the unknown believing that God will walk with me.  In threatening circumstances  that often seemed uncertain, the Psalmist declared in Psalm 23:4, "&lt;em&gt; Even  though I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid. You are with  me."&lt;/em&gt; (NIRV) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;There will most likely be a number of confusing, head-scratching, joyous,  and disappointing surprises along the way in 2012.  Walking together with the  Lord in faith will prepare you to deal with whatever comes, for God will be with  you.  That is the greatest thing we hope for in the new year...that is  enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;By the way, temperatures Sunday are supposed to be in the 50's.  Don't  be surprised to see some in shorts and sandals.  Who knows, maybe there will be  snow for Memorial Day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end of AOLMsgPart_1_9552eb98-523d-43b6-b01e-0a7e4aecb549 --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3822343950522854633?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3822343950522854633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/moments-of-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3822343950522854633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3822343950522854633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2012/01/moments-of-surprise.html' title='Moments of Surprise'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-171879205454673400</id><published>2011-12-25T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T05:00:06.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Luke 2:1-20    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Mary treasured up all these things   and pondered them in her heart.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 2:19   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In James Cameron’s epic movie, “Titanic,” the main character, Rose, through whose aging eyes the story is told, sums up what she has experienced with these enigmatic words…&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;A woman's heart is a deep ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;of secrets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Christmas story, as told by Luke in our text today, concludes with the heart of Mary.  Much has happened to her is a relatively short period of time…the angel’s astounding news, Joseph’s gracious acceptance of her circumstance, the trip to Bethlehem, the birth of her child, and finally, the strange cast of characters that come to see her child.  What does it all mean?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This day, Christmas day, calls us to ponder once again what the birth of Christ means in our lives.  To contemplate the love of God is to be touched, as Paul said in yesterday’s text, by a mystery whose depths are immeasurable.  How does one truly understand the gift of God’s love through Jesus Christ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;The New International Reader’s Version of our text says, &lt;i&gt;“B&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;ut Mary kept all these things like a secret treasure in her heart. She thought about them over and over.”&lt;/i&gt;  Today, and tomorrow, and throughout the coming year, as you ponder what the gift of Christmas truly means, think about God’s love over and over and over again.  You may not fully understand it, but treasure it unlike any other gift you receive this or any Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  God of Christmas, whose love is offered through the gift of the Christ child, may we treasure the birth of our Savior and ponder its meaning for our lives, &lt;i&gt;over and over again.  &lt;/i&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for allowing me to share these devotionals with you through the Advent season.  May the Christ of Christmas reign in your hearts today and throughout the coming year.   &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5889946223611696313-171879205454673400?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/171879205454673400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/171879205454673400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/171879205454673400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-25.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 25'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-8951979187387730010</id><published>2011-12-24T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T05:00:00.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Ephesians 3:18-21    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…to understand the greatness of Christ's love—how wide   and how long and how high and how deep that love is.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ephesians 3:18b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How do you measure God’s love?  In a culture that often seeks to measure its success quantitatively, this question truly perplexes us.  Can we fully understand what is beyond our comprehension?  Can we know the height or depth or width of God’s love?   The Psalmist says in Psalm 103:11-12 that &lt;i&gt;“as high as the sky is above the earth, so great is his love for those who respect him. He has taken our sins away from us as far as the east is from west.”&lt;/i&gt; These are immeasurable distances that remind us once more of the wonder of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On this Christmas Eve, perhaps you and I would do well to ponder anew the immeasurable distance of God’s love.  Yes, we see that love in the manger of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, but can God’s love truly be contained in that single story?  God did not suddenly burst on the scene in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; as if he had been silent since humankind’s failure in the garden.  God has been redeeming his creation from the beginning, and the coming of Christ is the continuing story of that great love.  Ponder today the persistence of God’s love in never failing to honor his promises.  Ponder today the grace of God that sees beyond the sin of our lives to the goodness he created within our hearts.  Ponder today the unfathomable love of God that became flesh, took up a cross, and overcame death. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Immeasurable God, we cannot fully understand your love, but we catch a glimpse in the manger of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.  May we seek to know more and more of your great love.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5889946223611696313-8951979187387730010?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8951979187387730010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8951979187387730010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8951979187387730010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-24.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 24'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4046314463700780869</id><published>2011-12-23T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T05:00:01.106-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Jonah 3-4:3    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I knew you would choose not to cause harm.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonah 4:2b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After all that Jonah had gone through in running away from God, finding himself in the belly of a great fish, witnessing the repentance of the people of Ninevah, and God’s grace shown toward them, he still thought he knew a better way.  He angrily confronted God, telling God that he knew God would have mercy on the people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is interesting here that the very characteristic that draws us as human beings toward God is the characteristic that angered Jonah the most. The New Century Version translates chapter three, verse 2a as follows; &lt;i&gt;"When I was still in my own country this is what I said would happen, and that is why I quickly ran away to Tarshish. I knew that you are a God who is kind and shows mercy.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of us desire kindness and mercy.  In the midst of our failures, grace is greatly appreciated.  However, we are not always willing to extend that kindness, mercy, and grace to others, and we are not sure, like Jonah, that we want God to extend it to them either. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The angels came first to the lowly, to shepherds, to tell them the good news of Jesus’ birth.  Few would have thought them deserving of such a gift and responsibility.  The angels told them that this great news was for all people.  That, you see, is the message of Christmas…&lt;i&gt;God loving the world so much that he gave a son.&lt;/i&gt; Praise God this message isn’t just for a few…it isn’t just for those we, or anyone else, might deem worthy.  God would &lt;i&gt;choose not to cause harm&lt;/i&gt;.  God would choose to love, forgive, and restore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer: Thank you God for choosing to love, forgive, and restore through the gift of Christmas, Jesus Christ.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-4046314463700780869?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4046314463700780869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4046314463700780869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4046314463700780869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-23.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 23'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2997906148519126203</id><published>2011-12-22T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T05:00:02.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Psalm 25:4-7    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…remember to love me always because you are good, Lord.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 25:7b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It catches us a bit off guard to hear the Psalmist reminding God to love him.  Does God need to be reminded to honor his promises?  Surely there are times when God seems distant, even hesitant to respond as we think God should.  I believe that has more to do with our misunderstanding of God, however, than with God’s poor memory.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Henri Nouwen once wrote, “&lt;i&gt;Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening, speaking no longer heals, that without distance, closeness cannot cure.” &lt;/i&gt;  The hard lesson of Nouwen’s words and probably the Psalmist’s as well, is that silence, and even seeming distance, develop a degree of maturity in matters of faith that nothing else can.  In our text the Psalmist calls upon God to, &lt;i&gt;“tell me…show me…guide me…teach me…remember me.”&lt;/i&gt; These are words of dependence that establish his need for God’s presence.  To call upon God to remember him is to affirm his need for God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I suppose, if we are honest with ourselves, there have been times when we have felt as if God has forsaken us…forgotten us.  The promise of God’s word, however, affirms clearly God’s commitment to faithfulness&lt;i&gt;…”I will never leave you nor forsake you.” &lt;/i&gt;(Hebrews 13:5)  Perhaps we are calling ourselves once more to affirm what we believe to be true when we seek to stir the memory of God. To remind God is to remind ourselves of the wondrous relationship of love we share with the One who has made us and redeemed us through Jesus Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In Mary’s response to God’s call in Luke 1, she says, &lt;i&gt;“He has helped his servant, the people of &lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;i&gt;Israel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;, remembering to show them mercy as he promised to our ancestors, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;to Abraham and to his children forever.”&lt;/i&gt;  God had not forgotten them…God has not forgotten you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Thank you for remembering and loving us, dear Lord.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-2997906148519126203?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2997906148519126203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2997906148519126203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2997906148519126203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-22.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 22'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5666206219713751316</id><published>2011-12-21T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T05:00:02.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Leviticus 19:17-18    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Forget about the wrong things people do to you…  Love your neighbor as you love yourself.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leviticus 19:18   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Something happens to people at Christmas…well, maybe not all people.  Some, however, in the spirit of the season, are less grumpy, kinder, even more forgiving than at any other time in the year.  There are the heartwarming stories of military combatants putting aside their weapons to sing “Silent Night” together on Christmas Eve.  Perhaps you have seen this at work, with a neighbor, or someone at school who seems different at this time of year. Then there is the story of transformation in Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol,” as the miserly Ebenezer Scrooge becomes a kind and generous man overnight.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Speaking of Dickens, he writes, “&lt;i&gt;I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is the change of heart that seems apparent at Christmas only to be a seasonal change, confined to a particular observance...or is there more?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In today’s text, the Lord challenges the children of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Israel&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to a different way of life, not dependent on emotional response where angry retribution overshadows grace.   &lt;i&gt;Love your neighbor as you love yourself.&lt;/i&gt;  Those words seem a bit easier to apply at Christmas, but I don’t think God had a seasonal approach to love in mind when he shared these words with Moses.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Perhaps the words of Ebenezer Scrooge are appropriate in closing&lt;i&gt;…”I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.”&lt;/i&gt;  May the Christ of Christmas empower us to share his love throughout the year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Thank you Lord for loving us in every season, and calling us to love others as we love ourselves…always.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-5666206219713751316?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5666206219713751316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5666206219713751316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5666206219713751316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-21.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 21'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3856511147896840392</id><published>2011-12-20T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T05:00:07.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Isaiah 54:9-10    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The mountains may disappear, and the hills may   come to an end, but my love will never disappear.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah 54:10a   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Change is an inevitable aspect of life.  Change can give and take, bless and curse, inform and conceal.  Many folks will tell you they do not like change, and I guess most of us are a bit stubborn about change, particularly the kind of change that makes us uncomfortable.  The great Russian writer, Tolstoy, once said, &lt;i&gt;“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Speaking through the prophet Isaiah to a people whose lives had been changed by exile, and now were to be changed by hope, the Lord speaks of his unchanging love in an ever-changing world.  The Psalmist echoes these thoughts in the 46&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; psalm as he writes, &lt;i&gt;God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging…”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The elements of nature change…the circumstances surrounding our lives change…the challenges and opportunities of life bring change every day…God reminds us, however, that his love does not change.  God’s persistent, faithful love is on display in &lt;st1:city&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s manger, Golgotha’s cross, and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s empty tomb. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Though all may change about us, O God, may we trust in your unfailing love.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-3856511147896840392?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3856511147896840392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3856511147896840392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3856511147896840392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-20.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 20'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-8390724085673191785</id><published>2011-12-19T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:00:04.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Jude 1:20-21    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Keep yourselves in God's love   as you wait for the Lord Jesus Christ…”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jude 1:21a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;First-century Christians lived in anticipation of Christ’s return.  They expected it at any moment.  Such anticipation had an effect on their daily lives.  For some, there was perhaps a sense of complacency, a foregone conclusion that Christ’s return was imminent and therefore, little was required of them beyond a personal faith.  Others believed that Christ’s soon-coming return was impetus to be busy so that when Christ returned, he would find them faithful. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We would want to believe that the latter describes us more accurately than the former, and yet, can we say that we live in anticipation of Christ’s return?  Advent calls us to anticipate the coming of the Christ child in our observances of Christmas, but it also calls us to prepare for the returning Christ.  The writer of our text today reminds us that the love of God sustains us as we wait.  Therefore, our waiting should be active, not passive, so that we can say, as Elizabeth K. Wells wrote in her nineteenth-century hymn text, “We’ll work til’ Jesus comes, and then be gathered home.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer: Soon-coming Christ, may we be at work, sustained by your love, faithfully serving you until your return.  Amen&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-8390724085673191785?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8390724085673191785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8390724085673191785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8390724085673191785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-19.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 19'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5052347162076655858</id><published>2011-12-18T07:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:09:20.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 18 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Isaiah 9:6-7    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“The Lord All-Powerful will do this  because of his strong love for his people.”&lt;/i&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah 9:7b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We live in very cynical times.  A person’s motivation is often questioned in the aftermath of his or her action, particularly if there is a dubious history, position of preferential treatment, or a particular political, ideological, or theological persuasion another takes exception to. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Isaiah leaves little doubt as to the motivation for God’s action in his prophetic words about the One whose coming would change the world.  God would bring about this wonderful thing…&lt;i&gt;because of his great love for his people. &lt;/i&gt; Jesus echoed this same motivation when he said, “&lt;i&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believed in him would not perish, but have everlasting life”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The cynical view of our world can easily cause us to doubt the sincerity of others.  Such frustration can spill over into our spiritual lives as well, leaving us with doubts and struggles that weaken our faith.  Advent, however, calls us to an intentional focus on the God of Creation who redeems us through the Christ of Bethlehem, because of love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I John 4:9 says, &lt;i&gt;“This is how God showed his &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; to us: He sent his one and only Son into the world so that we could have life through him.”&lt;/i&gt;  Amidst the cynicism of the world, let us remember God’s motivation displayed in the manger of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer: Gracious God, may we remember and give thanks for your love, as evident in the coming Christ.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-5052347162076655858?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5052347162076655858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5052347162076655858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5052347162076655858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-18.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 18'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3312780298932231692</id><published>2011-12-17T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T05:00:00.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 17 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Luke 1:57-58    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Her neighbors and relatives heard that the Lord had   shown her great mercy, and they shared her joy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 1:58&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is not hard to understand the joy of the community surrounding Elizabeth and Zechariah.  This couple had waited so long for a child, and now, beyond all hope, God had given them a son.  The angel of the Lord, in announcing to Zechariah that he would soon be a father, said of the coming child, &lt;i&gt;“many will rejoice because of his birth, for he will be great in the sight of the Lord.”&lt;/i&gt;  Friends and neighbors shared &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and Zechariah’s joy, but that joy would not be confined to their small circle of friends and family.  The angel continues, “&lt;i&gt;Many of the people of &lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;Israel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;i&gt; will he bring back to the Lord their God.  And he will go on before the Lord… to turn the hearts of the parents to their children and the disobedient to the wisdom of the righteous—to make ready a people prepared for the Lord.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;…to make ready a people, prepared for the Lord.&lt;/i&gt;  Though Zechariah was the only one who heard those words, a similar hope had been offered by the prophet Isaiah, hundreds of years before.  “&lt;i&gt;A voice of one calling: In the wilderness prepare the way for the LORD; make straight in the desert a highway for our God. Every valley shall be raised up, every mountain and hill made low; the rough ground shall become level, the rugged places a plain. And the glory of the LORD will be revealed, and all people will see it together. For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Those around Elizabeth and Zechariah were seeing the glory of the Lord in the miracle birth of John.  Yes, they shared her joy as did many others who years later were brought to God as John helped &lt;i&gt;make ready a people for the Lord.  &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prayer:  Incarnate One, make ready your people for the coming Christ.  May we share the joy of all who await his return.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-3312780298932231692?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3312780298932231692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3312780298932231692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3312780298932231692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-17.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 17'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3907974255881207931</id><published>2011-12-16T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T05:00:04.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 16 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ecclesiastes 8:7-8, 14-15    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I commend the enjoyment of life, because there is nothing   better for people under the sun than to eat and drink and be glad.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 8:15   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t believe I have ever heard anyone speak of the writer of Ecclesiastes as an optimist.  The Preacher, as he is at time called, often finds the experiences of life meaningless. Verse fourteen announces such meaninglessness in the context of life’s injustice…&lt;i&gt;the righteous who get what the wicked deserve, and the wicked who get what the righteous deserve.&lt;/i&gt;  Though written long before the birth of Jesus, the preacher’s complaint is still voiced and pondered today by people who continue to struggle with life’s injustices.  The preacher rightly states the problem, then, uncharacteristically offers a positive response.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He commends the enjoyment of life…&lt;i&gt;to eat, drink, and be glad.&lt;/i&gt;  Sounds too simple, doesn’t it?  We are more often looking for five-point plans, regimented formulas, multi-step plans from popular experts that promise impressive results.  Somehow in our consumer driven culture where solutions can be easily purchased, we have lost a sense of life’s simple joys that come not in packages ordered online, but from a heart and mind that are transformed by that which is truly significant.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Christmas is a simple story of love.  God loved the world, and in the midst of it’s sinfulness and injustice, God gave the gift of Christ for all. The words of Jesus, however, are significant in our understanding of God’s intent for this gift of Christmas. &lt;i&gt;“I am come,”&lt;/i&gt; Jesus said, &lt;i&gt;“that you might have life, and life more abundant.”  &lt;/i&gt;Perhaps the preacher’s words are echoed here…&lt;i&gt;”to eat, drink, and be glad.”  &lt;/i&gt;The gift of light and life in Jesus Christ is a gift that transforms, not just for an eternal hope someday, but for today…abundant living.  &lt;i&gt;“Then,”&lt;/i&gt; we hear the preacher’s words a bit differently, &lt;i&gt;“joy will accompany them in their toil all the days of the life God has given them under the sun.”&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  O God, help us to find joy in the everyday experiences of life because of the simple story of love, the gift of Christmas, Your Son, Jesus Christ.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-3907974255881207931?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3907974255881207931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3907974255881207931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3907974255881207931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-16.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 16'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5158310101079554055</id><published>2011-12-15T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T05:00:03.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 15 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I Peter 1:3-9    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy,   for you are receiving the end result of your faith, the salvation of your souls.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Peter 3:8b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lists are a big part of many people’s Christmas celebrations. Some have grocery lists for parties, some have lists of chores to do before company comes for the holidays, and of course, children have their lists of toys and goodies they are hoping will be under the tree Christmas morning.  These lists are compiled with an end result in mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peter wrote to first century Christians who faced great difficulty because of their faith.  These were not the raised eyebrows of disapproving neighbors or simple public debates over the merits of the Christian faith.  Paul wrote to a people who faced genuine hardship, persecution, and death because they were followers of Jesus Christ.   He reminded them that there was an end result in mind, even in the midst of their hardship.  In fact, this end result, the salvation of their souls was already occurring.  Even though they had not seen him, they believed, trusting themselves into the hands of God.  As a result, they were filled with “&lt;i&gt;an inexpressible and glorious joy.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Advent reminds us of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and the incarnation of Christ.  It also reminds us that Christ will come again.  No, we don’t have lists made whose items are arbitrarily checked off as completed, but as we believe and follow the way of Christ, we are receiving the end result of that faith…&lt;i&gt;the salvation of our souls.&lt;/i&gt;  That good news should fill us with an inexpressible and glorious joy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Gracious God, remind us in these days of Advent that by faith in the Christ of Bethlehem, we are receiving the end result of our faith, the salvation of our souls.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-5158310101079554055?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5158310101079554055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5158310101079554055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5158310101079554055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-15.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 15'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2324219928230262526</id><published>2011-12-14T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T05:00:13.248-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Philippians 2:1-3    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…make my joy complete by being like-minded.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Philippians 2:2a   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently, I reviewed the goals of one of our mission partners, the Baptist World Alliance.  The BWA has four stated goals, the first of which is, &lt;i&gt;“to unite Baptists worldwide.”&lt;/i&gt;  Now, I have long been a supporter of the BWA, but find their first goal a bit perplexing.  You see, Baptists are by definition and practice a fiercely independent people.  Soul freedom and autonomy of the local church are cherished tenets of the Baptist tradition.  The old joke is that if you have three Baptists discussing a single issue, there may be five different opinions represented.  Baptist history is replete with disagreements born from the varied perspectives of different members within the local congregation as well as different bodies within the denomination.  Given that history and belief, unity seems just beyond our reach.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And yet, Paul calls the Christians in &lt;st1:place&gt;Philippi&lt;/st1:place&gt; to unity. Of course, these folks weren’t Baptists, which some would argue was in their favor.  But Paul isn’t calling them to lock-step conformity.  Being “like minded” wasn’t surrendering their minds, hearts, and intellects to be captive to another human being or institution.  He was calling them to focus on Christ and therefore, as the CEV translates verse 2, &lt;i&gt;“Live in harmony by showing love for each other.”&lt;/i&gt;  This isn’t humility built on forfeit of God-given thought and ability…this is humbly loving and serving others as Jesus did.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A bit later in this chapter, Paul writes of Christ’s humility, saying, &lt;i&gt;“he gave up his place with God and made himself nothing. He was born as a man and became like a servant. And when he was living as a man, he humbled himself and was fully obedient to God, even when that caused his death—death on a cross.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was born as a man and became like a servant.  &lt;/i&gt;My friends, the coming of Christ is a call to unity, not so you agree with me, but that together, we reflect the love and grace of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prayer:  Thank you Lord for calling us to be like-minded in Christ.  May we focus our attention and live our lives on the example of the servant of all, Jesus Christ.  Amen.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5889946223611696313-2324219928230262526?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2324219928230262526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2324219928230262526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2324219928230262526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-14.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 14'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1883153862024809014</id><published>2011-12-13T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T05:00:10.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Matthew 28:1-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...afraid yet filled with joy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matthew 28:8b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One might wonder if this writer hasn’t gotten his Christian seasons a bit mixed up.  Yes, I know this is Advent, not Lent…we are moving toward &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, not &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.  But I got to wondering as I read today’s text if there wasn’t some parallel between the mixture of fear and joy the women experienced at the tomb and that of the shepherds on a Judean hillside.  Both were confronted with something they never expected.  Both heard the kind of news that changed their lives.  Both were suddenly searching for something new to be discovered.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The unexpected can be both frightening and joyful…sometimes, all at once.  For brand new parents who take their child home for the first time, there is joy and fear…joy in the wonder of a small piece of yourselves, living, breathing in your arms…fear as the burdens of parenting fall suddenly and squarely on your shoulders. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was a mixture of fear and joy when Cindy and I brought Clayton home from the hospital the first night.  We were happy to welcome him into the home that had been lovingly prepared for him; happy to realize the dream we had envisioned for so long.  But as the lights were turned out that first night and Clayton lay in his crib beside our bed, I confess that I listened for every noise, every movement, every breath.  Several nights passed like this before we settled into routines that diminished the uneasiness created by the gravity of our new situation.  I can tell you there have been other moments of joy and fear through these past seventeen years, and there will probably be a few more to come.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; story is love incarnate as God comes to dwell among us.  The &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; story is love overcoming as sin and death, terribly frightful human experiences, are defeated.  Fear and joy…yes, thanks be to God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Afraid, yet filled with joy, we walk toward &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, O God. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-1883153862024809014?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1883153862024809014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1883153862024809014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1883153862024809014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-13.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 13'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4341237333559575392</id><published>2011-12-12T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T05:00:08.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Jeremiah 31:2-7    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“You will pick up your tambourines again and dance with those who are joyful.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremiah 31:4b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not much of a dancer.   That probably doesn’t surprise you.  It’s not that I think it’s an evil or unhealthy use of time.  For me, it’s more a matter of coordination, or lack thereof, though I can tell you that there have been a few occasions in my life when I have thrown caution to the wind, stepped on my partner’s toes, and joyously “&lt;i&gt;tripped the light fandango!”&lt;/i&gt; (Tripped is an appropriately descriptive term for the kind of dancing I do!) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Often, as in the context of our scripture lesson for today, dancing is an expression of pure joy…a release of human emotion that cannot be contained.  Jeremiah, not known for his exuberantly joyful expressions, calls the people to rejoice in the hope that God has not forsaken them, even in their sin.  The New Century Version translates the words of the Lord as spoken through Jeremiah in verse three of our text, &lt;i&gt;"I love you people with a love that will last forever&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;These were words of promise that would find their fulfillment in the coming of Jesus, the Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a people devastated by the consequences of their sin, these were words of promise that turned their despair into hope.  They had not been forsaken…God would bring salvation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, dear friends, benefactors of God’s great love as given for all through Jesus Christ, let us pick up our tambourines and dance with the joyful.  Now, I can’t promise that I won’t step on your toes as we dance together, but then, I suppose preachers are known for doing that on occasion.  This news is simply too good to keep to ourselves.  Let’s dance!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Lord of all, may each step we take in this season of Advent be a joyful expression of the blessing we share through Jesus Christ. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-4341237333559575392?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4341237333559575392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4341237333559575392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4341237333559575392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-12.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 12'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1857927895943997084</id><published>2011-12-11T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T05:00:02.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Psalm 42:3-5    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“These things I remember…how I used to go  to the house of God…with shouts of joy and praise.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 42:4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas is for many, a remembrance of joy.  Perhaps it is simply a nostalgic view of what once was as current realities give way to the wonder of childhood memories.  For some, the holidays serve as reminder of what has been lost as friends and loved ones are no longer with us…more a remembered experience than a current event.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In today’s text, the Psalmist remembers joy in the midst of his struggle.  We do not fully know the context of his struggle, but he has clearly been diminished in some way that now keeps him from doing what he once took great joy in.  He speaks of his brokenness as he remembers the joy of past experience.  His is a remembrance of joy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Disappointment, grief, poor health, loneliness…these and other feelings in the context of the ever-changing landscape of our lives can make the experience of joy something only remembered.  And yet, the Psalmist, as his memory is stirred, speaks of a future hope and sense of joy as he says in verse 5, &lt;i&gt;“Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad?  I will put my hope in God!  I will praise him again—my Savior and my God.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Advent does indeed call us to reflection, but there is also a great sense of anticipation along this road.  It is an awakening to possibility, love, and presence…God’s presence with us.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sharlande Sledge, in her book of prayers and litanies, writes, &lt;i&gt;“Come, Lord Jesus, and bring joy to our world.  Joy to the one who needs to know that though your love encompasses the whole world, it is particular enough to meet each grief and loss as though it were the only pain in the world.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If the remembrance of joy better marks your Advent and Christmas season this year, call to mind again and again the words of the Psalmist, &lt;i&gt;“I will praise Him again…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prayer:  Loving God, restore unto me the joy of your salvation. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-1857927895943997084?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1857927895943997084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1857927895943997084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1857927895943997084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-11.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 11'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4576336393866535383</id><published>2011-12-10T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T05:00:03.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Psalm 131:1-3           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I am at peace, like a baby with its mother.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 131:2b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;American Poet, William Ross Wallace, in his  poem, “What  Rules the World,” penned a phrase that has become a familiar praise of motherhood…&lt;i&gt;The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.   &lt;/i&gt;The entire text reminds the reader of the significance of the mother’s role, particularly in the influence she has over her children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Psalmist recognizes a mother’s importance to her child, particularly in the early stages of the child’s life when dependence is greatest.  In a mother’s arms a child finds security, warmth, and contentment.  He speaks of his own contentment in relationship to God, not needing at this moment of his life the affirmation offered by adoring crowds nor the adrenalin-producing rush of military conquest.  &lt;i&gt;“I am calm and quiet&lt;/i&gt;,” he writes, “&lt;i&gt;like a baby with its mother.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is amazing to think that God, in choosing to come to this earth and take on human form, was cradled by his mother, Mary.  There, He found security, warmth, and contentment.  There, He found peace. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Isaac Watts wrote a beautiful hymn setting to the twenty-third Psalm which offers a glimpse of the peace a child finds in the warmth and provision of home…the warmth and provision of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:7.5pt;margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:7.5pt;margin-left:0in;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sure provisions of my God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Attend me all my days;&lt;br /&gt;O may Thy house be my abode,&lt;br /&gt;And all my work be praise.&lt;br /&gt;There would I find a settled rest,&lt;br /&gt;While others go and come;&lt;br /&gt;No more a stranger, nor a guest,&lt;br /&gt;But like a child at home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.5pt; "&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Loving God, whose arms are ever about us like those of a loving parent, may we find peace in your embrace…&lt;i&gt;like a child at home.&lt;/i&gt;  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/5889946223611696313-4576336393866535383?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4576336393866535383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4576336393866535383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4576336393866535383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-10.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 10'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-8495532616624014880</id><published>2011-12-09T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T05:00:06.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  I Samuel 1:1-19    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Go in peace, and may the God of Israel  Grant you what you have asked of him.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Samuel 1:17   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Christmas is essentially a birth narrative, the continuing story of human life, regeneration, and the marvel of God’s creative hand.  It is also the unique story of God’s persistent love in entering this human story, as a human being, to bring salvation for all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our text today is another of these human stories of new life.  A woman named Hannah has been unable to conceive a child and has borne not only the scorn of others who have ridiculed her for her childless state, but also her own brokenness in not being able to have a child of her own. In her brokenness, she pleads with God for a son.  The prophet Eli hears her plea, yet thinks the outward manifestation of her prayer is a drunken one.  She assures him that is not the case, and genuine concern is noted by the prophet, who then blesses her, encouraging her to &lt;i&gt;go in peace.  &lt;/i&gt;His blessing is affirmation that God has heard her prayer, but it is also the assurance to one broken by disappointment that peace can be found in the presence of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Bible contains a number of stories about how the birth of a child changes lives.  Those who are parents can testify to this transformational process.  Cindy and I waited thirteen years before Clayton came along.  The nurse in the delivery room, who knew a bit of our story, held him in her arms a few minutes after he was born and told him, &lt;i&gt;“You’re late mister…your parents have been waiting for you a long time.”  &lt;/i&gt;She was partially right, we had been waiting a long time for his arrival, but whether or not he was late is another matter.  God works in ways we do not always understand.  Trusting God’s timing is a matter of faith. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Go in peace,”&lt;/i&gt; the prophet told Hannah.  In a world where brokenness and disappointment are born and reborn every day in our human experience, God becomes flesh and dwells among us.  The birth a child offers hope…the birth of the Christ child offers life.  And so, the words of the prophet are significant for us as we rise from our impassioned pleas before God…&lt;i&gt;Go, in peace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Gracious God, who knows our every thought and hears our every plea, help us to rise from our brokenness and trust in your faithfulness that we may indeed face this world and…&lt;i&gt;go in peace.  &lt;/i&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-8495532616624014880?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8495532616624014880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8495532616624014880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8495532616624014880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-9.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 9'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5539946757915672457</id><published>2011-12-08T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T05:00:00.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 8 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Proverbs 12:19-21    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…those who promote peace have joy.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proverbs 12:20b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are many things that produce joy in our lives…a child’s first words, acceptance into your long dreamed of college, a clean bill of health from the doctor, a hot fudge sundae with whipped cream, walnuts, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a cherry on top.  Joy comes, however, not only in the moments when something good happens to us, but also in the recognition of good that happens where others are concerned. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The wise writer of our text for today encourages the promotion of peace.  Others may tell lies and deceive, but that is the act of the temporary.  &lt;i&gt;“Truthful lips endure forever,” &lt;/i&gt;he says.  The person of faith honors God through obedience and persistent commitment.  To &lt;i&gt;promote peace&lt;/i&gt; is to intentionally, actively honor one’s commitment to God every day, in every circumstance.  As a follower of Jesus Christ, to &lt;i&gt;promote peace&lt;/i&gt; not only brings joy within my heart, but also impacts others around me.  To be an example of Christ’s love is to promote a peace that mirrors the transforming power of God’s love.  Joy is then a bi-product of that transformation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The angels told the shepherds that they brought news of great joy.  The shepherds went to the manger, then left to tell others the joyous good news. “I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people,” the angel proclaimed to the shepherds.  As you and I promote peace in the name of Christ, we are proclaiming that same, joyful news.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer: Like the shepherds, help us, O God, to share the good news of what has been done in Bethlehem…help us to promote peace and joy.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-5539946757915672457?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5539946757915672457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5539946757915672457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5539946757915672457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-8.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 8'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4692172567587950699</id><published>2011-12-07T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T05:00:07.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  James 3:17-18    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“People who work for peace in a peaceful   way plant a good crop of right-living.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;James 3:18   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I enjoy the fruits of other people’s labors, and I am not alone.  In fact, we all are debtors to so many who produce the things necessary for living.  Among these needful things are the foods we eat, particularly fresh fruits and vegetables.  I am not a farmer, not even a good gardener…I am, however, an excellent eater!  (Chances are, many of you fit this profile as well.)  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;James implies in our text for today that there is a way to work for peace that leads to a &lt;i&gt;good crop of right-living&lt;/i&gt;, just as there is a way to plant seeds that bring forth a bountiful harvest from the earth. Jesus had something to say about this in the parable of the sower, found in Mark 4.  The farmer scatters seed over four different types of ground, finding only one place where the seed truly takes root, however, producing a bountiful crop.  He describes the flaws of the other three soils, then equates the fruitful soil to those who hear his word, accept it, and as a result, produce fruit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas is the story of God sowing seed in the soil of God’s creation, and as a result, bearing the fruit of salvation through that blessed seed, Jesus Christ.  If you and I are to be peacemakers, we must &lt;i&gt;plant a good crop of right living…&lt;/i&gt;working for peace in a peaceful, Christ-like manner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As the New Century Version quotes Jesus, &lt;i&gt;"Let those with ears use them and listen!"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Eternal God, may we work for peace by planting a crop of right-living.  Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-4692172567587950699?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4692172567587950699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4692172567587950699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4692172567587950699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-7.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 7'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1117836096564033865</id><published>2011-12-06T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T05:00:05.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 6 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Luke 1:76-80    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…to guide our feet into the path of peace.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 1:79b   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Much has been made of Mary’s Song in the aftermath of the angel Gabriel’s startling news that she will give birth to the Son of God.  There is, however, another wonderful song in this first chapter of Luke, offered by Zechariah after his son, John, is born.  Having been silenced by his disbelief after hearing that God would give him and his aging wife Elizabeth a son, Zechariah’s tongue is loosed when &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; names the child John.  With months of frustrating silence now behind him, praise pours forth as he proclaims in the opening words of his song, &lt;i&gt;“Praise be to the Lord, the God of &lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;Israel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;i&gt;, because he has come to his people and redeemed them.&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Zechariah’s path had not always yielded the results he and his wife &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; had desired, particularly in the context of family.  In verse six of this first chapter we are told that he and Elizabeth &lt;i&gt;“were righteous in the sight of God, observing all the Lord’s commands and decrees blamelessly.”&lt;/i&gt;  Yet, as verse seven continues, “&lt;i&gt;they were childless...both well advanced in years.”&lt;/i&gt;  To the community around them, the paradox of these verses would not be understood. Faithfulness was rewarded with blessing and children were indeed considered a blessing from God.  For Elizabeth and Zechariah, as for Abraham and Sarah, this blessing was deferred.  There were perhaps many days and nights of tearful wondering as to why God had not given them children.  Though the promise and fulfillment of this child came later in their relationship, their faithfulness did not waiver.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Perhaps they knew something of this &lt;i&gt;path of peace&lt;/i&gt; Zechariah was now singing about.  In speaking of the One who would follow after their own son’s preparation, John continued to walk a pathway of peace that had led him and Elizabeth thus far. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am encouraged by the faithfulness of those who will trust God to &lt;i&gt;guide their feet into the path of peace.&lt;/i&gt;  How about you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  You, who are the guiding presence for our continuing walk, lead us and we will follow in the path of peace.  In the name of the Christ, we pray, Amen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-1117836096564033865?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1117836096564033865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1117836096564033865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1117836096564033865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-6.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 6'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2099676403179555825</id><published>2011-12-05T05:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T05:00:09.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Isaiah 26:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds   are steadfast, because they trust in you.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah 26:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace is something that we often seem to believe is thrust upon us, not necessarily a treasure of our own initiation…perhaps something, in the context of well-being, which miraculously comes over us.  The Psalmist, however, gives a glimpse of cause and effect at work here as he adds this brief phrase which follows the promise of peace…&lt;i&gt; because they trust in you.&lt;/i&gt;  Certainly the peace of Christ transforms our lives and enables us to overcome doubt and fear, but at some point, the believer must trust that God will honor God’s promises and be present in the midst of whatever is going on in his or her life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The incarnation of Christ reminds us that God can be trusted.  From God’s covenant with Abraham, to the affirmation of that covenant in establishing David’s throne, to the prophetic words of Isaiah, Jeremiah, Zechariah and others, to the fulfillment of that covenant in the birth of Jesus, God has been proven trustworthy again and again.  Peace that you and I experience in our hearts comes because we believe that God can be trusted, even when, as we noted with Abraham last week, &lt;i&gt;against all hope, we still believe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peace in any context ultimately is a bi-product of trust.  The Psalmist echoes this thought in Psalm 9:10 as he writes&lt;i&gt;, “Those who know your name &lt;b&gt;trust&lt;/b&gt; in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.”&lt;/i&gt;  Perhaps the old adage of this season does still ring true, &lt;i&gt;“Wise men and women still seek Him.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Faithful God, may we seek and trust you during these days, and amidst the rush and hurry, truly know your peace.  Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-2099676403179555825?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2099676403179555825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2099676403179555825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2099676403179555825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-5.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 5'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4445604525586958025</id><published>2011-12-04T07:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:58:46.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Psalm 37:37-40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…the future belongs to persons of peace.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 37:37a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the aftermath of 9/11, I preached from this text.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;The unconscionable violence and devaluation of human life made evident in the terrorist’s actions of that day raised questions about the future, causing many to declare that nothing would ever be the same because of what happened that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;I suppose there was truth in those words for no one who watched on television, listened on the radio, or witnessed the events personally as they happened, could turn away as if nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Terrorism, in any form, succeeds through fear and intimidation.  If a person, group, or nation is paralyzed by fear, the bright light of hope becomes dimmed, even hidden behind the seeming strength and power of the oppressor. Verses one and three of this thirty-seventh Psalm say, &lt;i&gt;“Do not fret because of those who are evil or be envious of those who do wrong…Trust in the LORD and do good.”  &lt;/i&gt;Our hope as people of faith for deliverance is ultimately not in the government, military, or any human agency or institution.  &lt;i&gt;“Hope in the LORD,”&lt;/i&gt; the Psalmist writes in verse 34, &lt;i&gt;“and keep his way.”&lt;/i&gt;  The temptation will always be to stoop to the level of the oppressor, but the future does not lie in the hands of those who do evil…&lt;i&gt; the future belongs to persons of peace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Blessed are the &lt;b&gt;peacemakers&lt;/b&gt;,” Jesus said, “for they will be called children of God.”&lt;/i&gt;  That is the future I want to believe in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Help me be a peacemaker, O God, in a world where fear and intimidation are often wielded as weapons of strength.  Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-4445604525586958025?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4445604525586958025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4445604525586958025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4445604525586958025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-4.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 4'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7296997880840891646</id><published>2011-12-03T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T05:00:03.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Titus 2:11-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…while we wait for the blessed hope—the appearing of   the glory of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Titus 2:13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Waiting is often seen as a state of transition.  To wait is to be suspended between what has been and what will be.  Paul reminds Titus, however, that waiting for the return of Christ is not to be a season of inactivity, rather, the grace of God teaches through the example of Christ that followers of the Savior are to live &lt;i&gt;“self-controlled, upright and godly lives in this present age, while we wait…”  &lt;/i&gt;In other words, we are to be busy living as followers of Christ until he returns. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Every generation since Jesus’ ascension has believed that his return was immanent.  In our own time there have been several who charted a specific date for that return, mobilizing their followers to be ready at that time for Christ’s return.  Christian radio broadcaster Harold Camping has offered multiple dates, most recently citing May 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, then October 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of this year as sure and certain dates for Christ’s return.  Both dates have now come and gone, attracting a lot of attention to his flawed predictions. Some sold their homes, quit their jobs, and toured the country proclaiming Camping’s predictions.  The return of Christ is not meant, however, to be a diversion from the living of every day.  If anything, it is a reminder to us of the significance of living every moment for Christ, whether he returns today, tomorrow, or a thousand years from now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Advent is a season of waiting.  As a follower of Jesus Christ, that waiting is colored with anticipation.  And so, in this season of Advent, &lt;i&gt;while we wait for the blessed hope&lt;/i&gt;, let us &lt;i&gt;live godly lives&lt;/i&gt;, as a gift for the One who has given all for us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  We wait with great anticipation, O Christ.  While we wait, may our lives be a reflection of your love. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-7296997880840891646?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7296997880840891646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7296997880840891646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7296997880840891646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-3.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 3'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6920765240111944150</id><published>2011-12-02T05:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T05:00:05.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Luke 1:26-38    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luke 1:38a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Courage is an aspect of hope we don’t often dwell on.  We think of the possibilities of hope, the desired outcome of hope, even the distractions of hope that are often a diversion in the midst of difficult moments.  Courage, however, is vital to hope, for it sustains the dream when all else fails and empowers meaningful action when settling for so much less would be much easier.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A young maiden named Mary is visited by an angel of the Lord, calling her to a task so amazing, she questions how it can be.  The angel assures her that God is indeed capable of bringing to pass what has been promised.  &lt;i&gt;“Do not be afraid, Mary,”&lt;/i&gt; he tells her, and it seems that she is not. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the wonder of this story we may lose sight of the fact that Mary has been called to a task that will be very difficult.  As she reminds the angel, &lt;i&gt;“How can this be…I am a virgin.”&lt;/i&gt;  Not only were there physiological principles challenged here, but in the context of her social and familial circles, &lt;i&gt;what would everybody think?!?  &lt;/i&gt;To a young teen-aged girl, this must have seemed overwhelming…perhaps even too much to ask.  And yet, after her initial question, Mary’s response to the angel and the call of the Lord is one of obedience. She trusts that God will do what God has promised…she steps forward in courage, and as Eugene Peterson translates in The Message, she responds, &lt;i&gt;“I'm the Lord's maid, ready to serve.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It takes courage to say yes to God.  Certainly that choice is empowered by the presence and promise of God, yet, much is at stake…much is required.  As a friend of mine said many years ago when faced with one of life’s greatest challenges, “Hope is a choice.”  My dear friends, with courage, let us choose hope today!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Gracious God, your call comes to us every day to walk in the way of Christ.  May we courageously choose hope, and with Mary say, “I am the Lord’s…&lt;b&gt;ready to serve&lt;/b&gt;.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-6920765240111944150?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6920765240111944150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6920765240111944150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6920765240111944150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-2.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 2'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2749080117110936189</id><published>2011-12-01T05:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T05:00:08.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - December 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Romans 15:11-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“…that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Romans 15:13b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Paul references the prophet Isaiah in this text from his letter to the Roman church.  &lt;i&gt;“The Root of Jesse will spring up, one who will arise to rule over the nations; in him the Gentiles will hope.”&lt;/i&gt;  The hope of a Jewish prophet, written hundreds of years before, was now becoming the hope of Gentile Christians.  The good news of the gospel was never meant for a limited number of people, but for all.  More than twenty centuries later, this good news still changes the lives of anyone who will receive it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On this fifth day of Advent, hope overflows, even in a dark and at times frightening world.  The Holy Spirit of God is still moving among us to lead, convict, and empower.  My prayer for you as you continue your Advent journey, is that you may overflow with hope for God’s love has been given for all…including you.  That is good news!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Prayer: Eternal God, may the power of your Holy Spirit work within our lives that hope may indeed overflow.  Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&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/5889946223611696313-2749080117110936189?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2749080117110936189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2749080117110936189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2749080117110936189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/12/advent-devotional-december-1.html' title='Advent Devotional - December 1'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7199427159196890198</id><published>2011-11-30T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T05:00:02.230-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - November 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;November 30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  Psalm 71:13-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I will always have hope and will praise you more and more.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 71:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you remember a moment of great joy where your first thought was to find someone that you could share that good news with?  The beneficiaries of such good news are most often family and close friends…perhaps the first one to answer your call, maybe even the first person you see!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Psalmist cannot contain his joy in realizing all that God has done for him.  Verse fifteen says, &lt;i&gt;“My mouth will tell of your righteous deeds, of your saving acts all day long.”&lt;/i&gt;  This isn’t the casual proclamation of an occasional blessing.  This is an all day, every day approach to life that cannot be contained.  Praise spills over from a sense of God’s blessing and presence that must be shared.  Note that this isn’t situational or even seasonal.  The Psalmist declares his desire to tell this story, even into his old age, that those who are to come will hear and know the marvelous deeds of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The season of Advent calls us to reflection and preparation.  But it is only part of a calendar of life that is to be a continuing reflection of praise for almighty God.  “Glory to God in the highest,” the angels shouted as they proclaimed the birth of Jesus to the Shepherds.  That is a proclamation of praise that should mark our lives as well.  Yes, I will always have hope and will praise God more and more for God’s wondrous gift of love, Jesus Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Glory and honor to you, O God…Creator, Redeemer, Sustainer.  Through all the days of my life, may my praise bring honor to you and good news to the world around me. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7199427159196890198?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7199427159196890198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7199427159196890198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7199427159196890198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-30.html' title='Advent Devotional - November 30'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-137700579636939357</id><published>2011-11-29T05:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T05:00:02.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - November 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;November 29 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Romans 4:16-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed…”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Romans 4:18a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are many, what one might call, “National Enquirer” moments in scripture.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You know, those miracle stories that when retold, find listeners shaking their heads in disbelief at the impossibility of such a thing being actually true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Paul cites such a story in our text today, reminding his listeners of an aged man and woman who believed in the promise of God, and as a result of God’s faithfulness, welcomed their first-born son into the world at a stage of life when they could have easily been his great, great, great grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No one in their right mind could have hoped for such an outcome, and yet, as the angel said to Mary in announcing that she would bear the Son of God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;“With God, nothing shall be impossible.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The story of Christmas is an “against all hope” story.  No one would suspect that the Creator God would come in human form, born in the lowliest of societal expectations, to bring transformation to the human heart, and yet that is exactly what was done.  It is an amazing story of love and mercy, brought forth from the only place such miracles can come…the heart of God. Paul tells us in the last few verses of today’s text, that Abraham trusted the heart of God; &lt;i&gt;“…he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The theme of this first week of Advent is hope.  Spend some quiet time today, remembering the story of Abraham and Sarah, Mary and Joseph, and perhaps your own story.  In these &lt;i&gt;“against all hope,”&lt;/i&gt; moments, remember…and believe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prayer:  God of possibility, in the “against all hope” moments of life, may we trust in you.  Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-137700579636939357?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/137700579636939357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/137700579636939357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/137700579636939357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-29.html' title='Advent Devotional - November 29'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1241638476899999166</id><published>2011-11-28T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T05:00:09.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - November 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;November 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Psalm 52:1-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I will hope in your name, for your name is good.”&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 52:9b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;An ancient Jewish saying states, &lt;span&gt;"&lt;i&gt;With each child, the world begins anew."&lt;/i&gt;  For many parents, the name they choose for their child is an important step in the birthing process.  The world indeed begins anew as the child’s name is repeated on the lips of parents, grandparents, and friends.  As he or she grows, others claim identity with that child as they call his or her name, and as that name becomes a part of their circle of relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Psalmist often calls upon the name of the Lord.  In our text today, he &lt;i&gt;hopes&lt;/i&gt; in that name, because it is &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;.  Of the child of hope that would be born for all, the prophet Isaiah called him, &lt;i&gt;“Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”  &lt;/i&gt;Yes, there is hope in the name of the One whose love and grace are made evident in another name…the name of Jesus.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Throughout these days of Advent, speak that name again and again as reminder of the hope you have because of the birth of a child, unlike any other, whose name is Jesus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus…Jesus…Jesus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Prayer:  Name above all names, Jesus, the Christ, we celebrate your coming as a child, the gift of God, to make this world new.  Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/p&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/5889946223611696313-1241638476899999166?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1241638476899999166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1241638476899999166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1241638476899999166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-28.html' title='Advent Devotional - November 28'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-8557338071177212439</id><published>2011-11-27T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T09:44:21.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent Devotional - November 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Each morning, I will post a devotional thought for the day with  corresponding scripture text and prayer.  My hope is that these daily  devotionals will aid your walk through Advent and encourage a few quiet moments  each day to ponder the coming Christ. May God  guide our steps through these important days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;November 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Lamentations  3:24-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;“It is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the  Lord.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;                                                       Lamentations  3:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;Peter Marshall, Chaplain of the United  States Senate more than half a century ago, wrote, “&lt;em&gt;Teach us, O Lord, the disciplines of patience, for to wait  is often harder than to work.”   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;There is a  real temptation to believe that our value exists solely in the significance of  our actions…to be busy is to be fulfilled.   If that were true, many of us would be hilariously happy and content!   Sadly, such busyness is a constant  distraction from that which truly brings joy and  peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Today, we  begin the season of Advent…a journey to the manger of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, but also  reminder to us of the hope we await in the returning Christ.  We often speak of the rush of this season  with its many opportunities, observances, and demands.   The writer of Lamentations, however, seems  to offer us a sound alternative to the chaos of our schedules and the pressure  of the demands placed upon us.   &lt;/span&gt;“The Lord is my  portion,”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt; he  writes, &lt;/span&gt;“therefore, I will wait on  him.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;   At the heart of this statement is a genuine  sense of trust.  The writer is willing to  wait because he trusts that God will act on his  behalf.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Advent  reminds us that God has acted on all our behalves, through the birth of  Jesus.  It also serves to remind us of  the hope we have for the return of Christ.   The busyness we experience from now through the end of December is not  uncommon.  The opportunity before us,  however, to wait upon the Lord is indeed an uncommon hope. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;The LORD is good to those whose hope is in  him, to the one who seeks him.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;Wait…hope…seek…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Prayer:  Gracious  God, may we wait upon you, hope in your wondrous promises, and seek you  throughout our Advent journey.   Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BACKGROUND: white" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;Jim  Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-8557338071177212439?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8557338071177212439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8557338071177212439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8557338071177212439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/advent-devotional-november-27.html' title='Advent Devotional - November 27'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3483538534562465903</id><published>2011-11-25T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.825-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Black-Eye Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="AOLMsgPart_1_0d2b622b-8bf6-4d9b-b3bf-7123aa9c2570"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Early reports are coming in from Black Friday and the  headlines aren't about the amount of money shoppers are spending, but about the  lengths they are willing to go to get the item or items they want.  A Los  Angeles woman, determined to have her pick of electronics at her local Wal-Mart,  pepper-sprayed other shoppers to keep them away.  In the resulting melee,  fifteen people were hurt.  Three shoppers in a Rome, New York Wal-Mart got into  a fight in the electronics department, sending two of them to the hospital and  the third, to jail.   Seven such incidents were reported at Wal-Mart stores  across the country.  Perhaps a better name for this shopping opportunity after  Thanksgiving would be Black-Eye Friday!  Were it only a Wal-Mart phenomenon, one  could simply avoid that store for the first hours after Thanksgiving.  However,  reports document other altercations at stores, malls, and parking lots across  the nation, perhaps redefining our society's understanding of "Christmas  Spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="AOLMsgPart_1_0d2b622b-8bf6-4d9b-b3bf-7123aa9c2570"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hearing these stories, scanning the advertisements in the newspapers, or  watching the commercials on television, one might be under the impression that  Christmas begins and ends at the mall, the local car dealership, or at any of a  million &lt;em&gt;dot coms&lt;/em&gt;.  As Advent begins this Sunday, there is opportunity  once more for those searching for a different kind of celebration to find  meaning beyond the merchandising of Christmas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The prophet Isaiah spoke of a people walking in darkness, seeing a great  light.  The gospel writer John wrote of One whose coming brought light to a dark  world.  With each week of Advent, we will light a candle...&lt;em&gt;hope, peace, joy,  and love.  &lt;/em&gt;Each flame will be symbolic of something beyond the commonplace,  something much greater than what we too often settle for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The rush and chaos of Black Friday will give way to Advent this Sunday  morning.  The light of Hope will illuminate our sanctuary as we gather to  worship.  I encourage you to join in this celebration and find once more a  journey to Bethlehem that will bring change to your heart, not because you  fought hard to get the treasure you wanted at the mall, but because the light of  Christ dawned once more on you and others, seeking the brightness of the living  Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I will be posting daily Advent devotionals starting this Sunday.  May these, and other  observances of the season call you to reflection as you contemplate God's  wondrous gift of love, Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3483538534562465903?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3483538534562465903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-eye-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3483538534562465903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3483538534562465903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/black-eye-friday.html' title='Black-Eye Friday'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7179979804349109034</id><published>2011-11-18T00:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Personal Privilege</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt; &lt;div&gt;The stately southern gentlemen stood to his feet and spoke into the  microphone.  "Sir," he calmly and respectfully said, "I rise to a point of  personal privilege."  "The chair recognizes you sir," the moderator responded  with an equivalent sense of calm and respect.  I don't remember what came after  that exchange...I was too impressed by the civility of the gentle conversation  and the intentional action that propelled the man to interrupt the business of  the body to make his own point.  Sometimes the significance of the message  empowers the interruption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I rise today to a point of personal privilege.  No, there is no moderator  to interrupt or heated debate to set aside to make this personal point.  I do,  however, ask your indulgence to make a point that I believe is significant. The  apostle Paul, writing to the church in Philippi, said, "if anything is  excellent and if anything is admirable, focus your thoughts on these things: all  that is true, all that is holy, all that is just, all that is pure, all that is  lovely, and all that is worthy of praise."  I am blessed to focus my attention  today on something that is worthy of praise, for as God is at work in the human  relationships we share, gratitude is indeed an attitude of praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thirty years ago this Monday, November 21, Cindy Fry committed herself to a  relationship of love that positioned her for a life of ministry as the spouse of  a pastor.  I thought then, and have been told a number of times since that day  that I was a most fortunate man...'married above my station,' some would say,  and I would affirm that they were then and are still today, right in their  assessment.  I met Cindy when she and I were on staff at First Baptist Church in  Scottsburg, Indiana.  We were both seminary students, gaining experience through  part-time ministry, sharing rides occasionally form Louisville to Scottsburg on  weekends.  I can't say it was love at first sight...at least from Cindy's  perspective.  But over a period of time, she came to embrace me as more than a  ministry colleague.  We were married at Second Mount Pleasant Baptist Church in  Franklin, Indiana and began a life together that has indeed been blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I take this moment of personal privilege to confess before you how grateful  I am for these past thirty years and for the many blessings that have been  mine.  I recognize that I have a platform that others do not, and do not take  this privilege lightly.  My ultimate goal here is to honor the living God whose  hand has been at work in our lives through everything we have faced,  encouraging, empowering our steps...enticing us to step forward in faith to do  what we would not always have chosen to do ourselves.  And through it all, Cindy  has smiled,  made the necessary adjustments, and walked beside me without  missing a step.  No, we don't walk together at 5 every morning, and no, we  aren't always walking in agreement on every detail of life, but we have, and  continue now to walk in the path we believe God has led us...partners in  ministry and partners in life.   That is a journey I am privileged to make with  her...that is a walk I am honored to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thank you my dear for thirty years of blessing.  As our walk together  continues, I look forward to every step.  And by the way, you really haven't  changed a bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-7179979804349109034?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7179979804349109034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/personal-privilege.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7179979804349109034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7179979804349109034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/personal-privilege.html' title='Personal Privilege'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1243326738905068688</id><published>2011-11-11T09:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Sacrifice and Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I drove onto the campus of the Walter  Reed Medical Center this week and   was confronted before I ever stepped into the hospital with a  powerful   portrait of sacrifice.  As I made my way toward the parking garage, I   drove alongside a line of soldiers, some accompanied by medical   personnel,  enjoying a late autumn sunny day.  A closer look revealed   that these young men weren't out for a casual stroll.  Some limped with   a cane, while others leaned on crutches, clung tightly to the leash of   a guide dog, or rolled along the sidewalk in a wheelchair.  As I   pulled up to a stop sign, I yielded to a young man pushing his   wheelchair through the cross walk, one leg missing, the other framed by   rods and pins that externally held his broken leg in place.  These were   those commonly referred to today as "wounded warriors."  I did not know   their stories, but recognized that they were well acquainted with the   concept of sacrifice.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today is Veterans Day.  It is a day that reminds us that we are debtors   whose lives have been impacted by the sacrifices of men and women who   serve this nation so faithfully.   Such willingness to serve often goes   unnoticed and is at times under-appreciated.  One cannot know the   history of this nation without recognizing the significance of service   and sacrifice.  For me, it was evident on the sidewalks of Walter Reed   this week, yet, not limited to a generation of young men and women   whose contemporary service uniquely marks them.  They are the newest   faces in an unfolding story of freedom that has been told over and   over again for more than two centuries.   The United   States of America   stands on a foundation of service and sacrifice that calls her citizens   to recognize and appreciate the willingness of many who have given much   in service to our country.    So, take a moment today to thank a   veteran or active-duty military person.  Your act of gratitude will   "serve" them well!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US; mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&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/5889946223611696313-1243326738905068688?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1243326738905068688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/sacrifice-and-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1243326738905068688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1243326738905068688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/11/sacrifice-and-gratitude.html' title='Sacrifice and Gratitude'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3144753364176463982</id><published>2011-10-28T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I first met Rich at Fairfax Hospital this past August.  Judi had told me that her neighbor, Rich, had recently been diagnosed with cancer and  asked if I would visit him.  God often opens doors of opportunity that we would  not have foreseen.  The door that swung open into Rich's life was one of those  opportunities for me.  I listened to Rich's story on that first visit and  learned that he had recently been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.  His outlook  at that point was still hopeful and we talked about many things that day,  including his relationship to the Lord and his desire to worship with us at  Westwood.  Unfortunately, Rich never got to fulfill that desire.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I have been introduced to folks many times through the years in the context  of crisis.  There can be a degree of awkwardness when you first meet someone and  hear their story of struggle and uncertainty.  "Who am I," I have sometimes  wondered, "to be hearing the deeply felt and painfully personal details of one's  rapidly progressing disease and broken dreams when I have only moments before,  just met them?"  The storms of life often create an environment where lifelines  are grasped, even from unfamiliar sources.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Rich grabbed hold of that lifeline on that August day, and a relationship  was established that brought us together a few times a week at first, then  nearly every day over the the past two weeks.  Rich was a gentle man whose  graceful humor and welcoming smile cut through the heaviness of disease and  terminal prognosis to trust that God would take care of him, no matter what the  days ahead held for him.  "God will walk with you," I assured him of his journey  into the unknown.  "I know he will," Rich would respond, and there was  peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Rich passed away this evening, surrounded by his wife, Karen, and his two  children, Charlie and Jessica.  Rich knew that he was loved by a family that  cherished him, by good friends who had stayed close by him, and by the God whose  promise to be with him he clung to.  He also knew of new friends who joined his  life's journey late, but who sought to remind him of the promises of God that  cannot be destroyed by disease and pain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I have walked the pathway of death many times with people over the last  twenty-eight years of ministry.  Each journey has been unique, and yet, where  the grace of God has preceded my steps, there has been strength each time to do  what could not be done alone.  "&lt;em&gt;God is our refuge and strength; an ever  present help in time of trouble," &lt;/em&gt;the Psalmist wrote, &lt;em&gt;"therefore we  will not be afraid." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I am grateful to Judi for introducing me to her friend and neighbor,  Rich.  I am grateful for the privilege of sharing the last steps of this life  with him.  But I am most grateful for the presence of the Eternal One who calls  us, to burden-bearing ministry, where sharing the load with broken and hurting  people marks us, perhaps as nothing else, as followers of the living  Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Come to me, all you who are struggling hard and carrying heavy loads,  and I will give you rest."&lt;/em&gt; (Matthew 11:28, CEB)  May the promise of God's  presence give us rest, and empower us to help shoulder the burdens of hurting  people all around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt; &lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-3144753364176463982?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3144753364176463982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/10/rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3144753364176463982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3144753364176463982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/10/rest.html' title='Rest'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3988107520245344606</id><published>2011-10-14T20:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>God's Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the moments of life we human beings fear most, it seems that God is never far away.  When his doubt and low self-image caused Moses to balk at God's invitation to lead the children of Israel out of Egypt, God said, &lt;em&gt;"I will be with you."&lt;/em&gt;  When Jeremiah protested that he was simply too young to be used of God, God said, &lt;em&gt;"Don't be afraid...I will be with you." &lt;/em&gt; A shepherd king, affirmed the presence of the Lord even in the depths of heartache, saying, &lt;em&gt;"...though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me."    &lt;/em&gt;Disciples, who had experienced the fear and uncertainty in the aftermath of Jesus' arrest, crucifixion, and death, now faced uncertainty again as they stood on a mountainside and listened to Jesus' parting words of encouragement to them, &lt;em&gt;"..surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."  &lt;/em&gt;In doubt, uncertainty, grief, and loneliness, God affirmed again and again throughout scripture that God would be present, no matter what.  That promise has sustained untold generations who, like the apostle Paul, have proclaimed, &lt;em&gt;"...in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some days you and I may not feel like conquerors, and yet, the strength, courage, and comfort that comes to us through the presence of Almighty God, empowers us to face what we think could not be faced, endure what could not be endured, and overcome what we never would have thought could be overcome.  These aren't the words of a locker room pep talk, or the feel-good mantra of empty religion.  The presence of God is real and powerful, resulting in purposeful living that honors the living Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trusting the presence of Christ to sustain us all until we meet again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3988107520245344606?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3988107520245344606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/10/gods-presence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3988107520245344606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3988107520245344606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/10/gods-presence.html' title='God&apos;s Presence'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2936102549661830476</id><published>2011-10-07T16:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Glory of God All Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span   &gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The heavens tell about his goodness, and all the people  see his &lt;b&gt;glory&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                                                              (Psalm 97:6)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is indeed a day to see the glory of the Lord.  What a beautiful autumn  day!  There's a hint of changing color in the trees, a bit of a chill in the  early morning air, and the glorious sunshine is a welcome alternative for the  dark and rainy days of the last month.  Indeed, the heavens...all of nature are  shouting the praise of God, and you and I need to join the chorus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is a special weekend for two families at Westwood.  Steve and Jo  Sergio are celebrating the marriage of their daughter Molly, to Alan Rickard on  Saturday, and Dave and Holly Schmitz are celebrating the marriage of their  daughter Kyle, to Paul Chen on Sunday.  The weather is cooperating as both  events will be held outdoors.  But more than beautiful weather, pray for blessed  lives as these couples begin their lives together.  Weddings are grand occasions  as friends and family gather to mark a moment to be forever sealed by a genuine  commitment of love.  Pray for Alan and Molly, Paul and Kyle and all who  celebrate with them on this special weekend.  "Love," the apostle Paul wrote,  "never fails."  May that be true for these young people now and throughout their  lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We will continue our &lt;em&gt;Signposts of Stewardship&lt;/em&gt; emphasis this  Sunday, focusing on God's provision.  As you think about Sunday's worship,  ponder this question..."&lt;em&gt;How has God's provision brought blessing to your  life?"  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;With so much love in the air this weekend, perhaps it is a good time to  tell someone special in your life how much you love them.  Spouse, child,  sibling, parent, grandparent, friend...share a blessing by reminding them of how  much they mean to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Enjoy the beauty of the weekend and see the glory of God all around  you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-2936102549661830476?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2936102549661830476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/10/glory-of-god-all-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2936102549661830476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2936102549661830476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/10/glory-of-god-all-around.html' title='Glory of God All Around'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4492949087432221165</id><published>2011-09-30T17:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Signposts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Perhaps you saw the story in the news this past week that the DC metropolitan area has the worst traffic in the nation.  I don't know that this news caught any of us by surprise.  We have all sat in those rush hour jams on the beltway, or come to a surprising stop on Braddock, Rolling, Old Keene Mill or any of great number of familiar thoroughfares in this area.  I was told when I came here that traffic is the great equalizer, except of course for the slugs who travel the HOV lanes each morning and afternoon.  Even they, on occasion face backups in their "preferred" lanes of travel.  If you travel this region at all, however, your life...your progress will be slowed, perhaps brought to a standstill by the crush of cars crowding our roadways.  Of course, traffic also provides a ready excuse when you are late, for everyone who waits for your arrival has been there and done that!   When "traffic" explains your tardiness, people usually shake their heads in silent recognition as fellow pilgrims who have walked, or ridden, or perhaps better, sat in the same place you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;One of the supposed benefits of the GPS system we bought a few years ago is that it gives an alternate route if traffic is backed up where you are.  Of course, in this area, that usually just means an alternate traffic jam that you can join along with all the other folks who follow their GPS'  to the same spot.  I suppose we are all at times looking for the best route to travel.  Sometimes the motivation in our search is time, while at other times it may be scenery, the particular type of road to be traveled, or a route that allows us a stopover at a place of particular interest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Signs have always been helpful on such journeys, pointing the way, guiding the traveler to the destination desired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;The Psalmist tells us, &lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;"The signposts of God are clear and point out the right road.  The life-maps of God are right, showing the way to joy." (Psalm 19:7-8, The Message)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  There are moments of great acceleration and steady movement  as we travel the roads of life.  There are also bumps, detours, deep potholes, and stagnant jams.  The signposts of God give us clear direction and the promise of a fellow traveler who will be with us every mile of the way...w&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;hen they fly by and when they drag.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;During the month of October I will be preaching a series of messages on the theme, &lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Signposts of Stewardship.&lt;/em&gt;  These messages will focus our attention on five themes of stewardship that give guidance as we think about how we will honor the living God as stewards of the blessings God has given each of us.  My prayer is that we will find guidance for the journey, hearing once more the call of God to faithful, Christ-like stewardship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Well, I must draw this to a close.  Cindy and I are heading out into the traffic in just a few minutes.  You might look for us...in recognition of our areas newfound recognition, we will be the ones with arms waving madly out the car window, shouting as we go, &lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;"We're Number One!  We're Number One!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Jim Abernathy&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/5889946223611696313-4492949087432221165?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4492949087432221165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/signposts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4492949087432221165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4492949087432221165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/signposts.html' title='Signposts'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2674323511262719944</id><published>2011-09-23T10:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Treasures to Uncover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Abernathys are still overwhelmed in the aftermath of last Sunday  evening's celebration of our tenth anniversary at Westwood.  The kind words,  inspiring music, delicious food, and sweet fellowship were a blessing to all.  I  find those moments of recognition humbling as the kindness of others often makes  me realize how blessed I truly am. The Westwood family welcomed us with open  arms a decade ago and continues to bring blessing to our lives in so many ways.   We look forward with great anticipation to the days to come as there are still  new chapters to write in the continuing story of Westwood Baptist Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Weather permitting, we are scheduled to participate in our neighborhood  yard sale Saturday morning.  Motivated by a bit of water in our basement a  few weeks ago, we moved all the boxes out of the unfinished basement and have  been going through things that haven't seen the light of day in probably fifteen  years.  Perhaps you have had that experience of moving things from house to  house with every intention of sorting through them at a later date, but then,  not getting around to it.  The great inventor, Thomas Edison once  wrote, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;To invent, you  need a good imagination and a pile of junk."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not sure about  the imagination, but if the pile of junk qualifies me, I might turn out to be  quite the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;inventor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;Of course, not  everything that we have gone through is junk.  Among the few treasures we found  were some pictures, one of which made quite an impression on me.  The picture  was of two men, one playing an electronic organ while the other adjusted the  sound over the first man's shoulder.  These two men were my dad at the keyboard  and Cindy's dad adjusting the stops on the organ.  Neither man was terribly  musical, but together in that picture, they looked like the maestro and his  assistant, poised to begin the concert!  Both men are no longer with us, but the  picture stirred memories of wonderful moments we shared together with them that  still fill our hearts and minds.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;The moments of  life are for sharing and celebrating.  Whether these memories are bittersweet   as we remember loved ones no longer beside us, or celebratory in acknowledging  the passing of time and the blessing of relationship, these are the treasures of  life that give voice to our stories and mark the moments, days, and years of our  lives.    It all passes so quickly!  The New Century Version translation of  Psalm 90:12 says, &lt;em&gt;"Teach us how short our lives really are so that we may be  wise."&lt;/em&gt;  The Contemporary English Version says,&lt;em&gt; "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach  us to use wisely all the time we have."&lt;/em&gt;  For me it means, &lt;em&gt;make wise use  of every moment you are given. &lt;/em&gt;I can't say that I always adhere to that  truth, but the events of this past week have reminded me once more that I am  blessed to know the love of Christ, my family and friends, and the treasure of  relationship we share together as brothers and sisters in Christ at Westwood  Baptist Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Well, I must go...there are a few  more boxes to empty, and perhaps a few more treasures to uncover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2674323511262719944?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2674323511262719944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/treasures-to-uncover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2674323511262719944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2674323511262719944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/treasures-to-uncover.html' title='Treasures to Uncover'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6858662363372318965</id><published>2011-09-16T21:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Complaints</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;Of the seasons we enjoy in Northern Virginia, fall is my favorite.  I have always enjoyed the autumn of the year.  Cooler temperatures, beautiful colors, weekend football games, and of course, the calendar is marching ever closer to November and December and the wonderful holiday season.  The fall is also a bridge between the warmth of summer and the chill of winter.  Cooler temperatures are welcome now, but down the road they give way to hard freezes, barren trees, wind chill announcements, and snow shovels!  Something so crisp and beautiful as fall is ultimately overcome by winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;I suppose one easy remedy would be to move to a more moderate climate where changes in seasons are little noticed.  Though I would enjoy that most days, I would miss the changing seasons, and without the weather to complain about, how would conversations with strangers be initiated??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;Complaints about the weather are plentiful.  In reality, our complaints about any of a number of things in this life, fill our conversations and color our perspectives.  Consider the complaints of the children of Israel found in Exodus 16, as they tell Moses that they were better off in the slavery of Egypt than the land God has brought them to.  We see the patience and provsion of God amidst their complaints...something we should take note of in our own seasons of complaint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;I sign off tonight with the realization that there is really very little for me to complain about.  I, like you, have much to be thankful for.  However, don't expect me to stop complaining about the weather.  Some habits are just too hard to break!  Besides, if I stopped complaining about the sun in my eyes, or the wind in my face, the rain, the cold, or the heat, I would lose half the excuses I make for my slumping golf game.  Perhaps in the end, some complaints are worthwhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; "&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6858662363372318965?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6858662363372318965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/complaints.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6858662363372318965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6858662363372318965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/complaints.html' title='Complaints'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1920549192010853053</id><published>2011-09-09T17:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>In the Midst of Life's Storms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm not sure, but I believe I saw the sunshine earlier this afternoon.  After the last week of rain, what a welcome sight!  It was so bad yesterday as I was eating lunch with a colleague, that we could not leave the restaurant because of the continuing downpour.  We waited and waited for it to stop or at least ease a bit, but it did not, leaving us with only one alternative...reluctantly, we ordered and split a warm chocolate chip cookie sundae.  We felt guilty sitting in the booth so long after we had finished our meal, so dessert seemed the only alternative.  &lt;em&gt;It's amazing what we justify in the midst of life's storms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sunday marks the tenth anniversary of the horrific events of 9/11.  Everywhere one has turned this week, there has been some remembrance of that dark day.  That day of tragedy has spawned two wars, new governmental agencies, changes to security procedures from the airport to the borders of our nation, altered the way we treat prisoners in the context of war, and made us wary of persons "not like us" of whom we are taught to be suspicious.  These reactions are understandable in the context of fear and shock, and many would argue that they are common sense reactions to an act of war.  History will judge the appropriate nature of our nation's response to 9/11, but how will you and I continue to live in this present world of violence, hatred, and political stalemate?  &lt;em&gt;How will we justify our actions in the midst of life's storms?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sunday after 9/11, I preached from the thirty-seventh Psalm, focusing on the thirty-seventh verse&lt;em&gt;..."there is a future for the man of peace&lt;/em&gt;."  Retaliation is often the first thought in the aftermath of aggression...an understandable response to what is seen as cruel and unjust.  What is more often unusual, however, is the response Holy Scripture calls us to in the aftermath of injustice.  Again, the Psalmist writes in Psalm 37:7-8, &lt;em&gt;"Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes.  Refrain from anger and turn away from wrath; do not fret--it leads only to evil&lt;/em&gt;."   This isn't a pathway to inaction or complacency...quite the contrary, it is a call to faith and trust beyond the obvious, beyond the easy response.  Again, verses 3-5 of this Psalm say, &lt;em&gt;"Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.  Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.  Commit your way to the Lord..." &lt;/em&gt;  Trust, dwell, delight, commit...these are words of attitude and action that are intentional responses by faith in the living God.  Violence, retribution, angry words and judgmental actions will always be a part of the human response to violent aggression.  In such a world, however, there is a future for the man or woman of peace...a place where God works within the human heart to give evidence of the best of what God created us to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him.  &lt;/em&gt;These are great words for all of us to hear in these challenging days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888;"&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&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/5889946223611696313-1920549192010853053?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1920549192010853053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-midst-of-lifes-storms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1920549192010853053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1920549192010853053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-midst-of-lifes-storms.html' title='In the Midst of Life&apos;s Storms'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2085123796452817809</id><published>2011-08-26T15:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Laughter Is Good Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Friends called from Kentucky this past week to ask how we were doing in the aftermath of Monday's earthquake.  With typical sarcasm that I have come to expect from these good friends, they said to me, "We were just wondering if your hair moved at all during the earthquake."  "Yes," I told them.  "The part moved from the left side to the right."  Laughter is good medicine in the midst of life's challenges.  Between the earthquake behind us and hurricane Irene now bearing down on us, one might argue that these events were and are certainly no laughing matter.  And yet, there is a perspective we keep in the midst of the unexpected trials of life that helps us move forward when it would be much easier to give in to our fears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Laughter is good medicine, but on its own, falls a bit flat when the skies darken, the ground shakes, and the winds begin to howl.  Nineteenth century American preacher, Henry Ward Beecher, once wrote, &lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Mirth is God's medicine.  Everybody ought to bathe in it&lt;/em&gt;."   Earthquakes and hurricanes are certainly not funny, and yet, to recognize them as events we will endure in this life with God's help, gives us a different perspective.  Today's New International Version translates the reassuring text of Psalm 23:4 in this way; &lt;em style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;"Even though I &lt;b style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;walk&lt;/b&gt; through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me..."  &lt;/em&gt;God's presence enables a perspective of strength, comfort, and assurance so that we face life's uncertainties  with a different outlook.  And so, we hear again the admonition of scripture as quoted in these notes last week, as Jesus assures his disciples, "Be of good cheer..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;Here is the disclaimer for this post.  Do not go out into the tropical force winds Saturday evening and laugh at the elements, but in that safe place in your home or with friends, deep within, be of good cheer, for God will be with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2085123796452817809?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2085123796452817809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/laughter-is-good-medicine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2085123796452817809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2085123796452817809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/laughter-is-good-medicine.html' title='Laughter Is Good Medicine'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4417362424287112472</id><published>2011-08-19T16:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Painful Remembrances</title><content type='html'>As I write this post, thousands of motorcyclists are rolling their way through the DC metro area to honor the victims of 9/11. This is the first of what will be numerous observances over the next several weeks of the tenth anniversary of the tragic events of September 11, 2001.   There is an old Irish blessing that says, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"May you never forget what is worth remembering, nor ever remember what is best forgotten."&lt;/span&gt;  The blessing reflects what for some of us may be a sense of mixed emotion about an event that certainly will be remembered, yet one whose images would perhaps be better forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of life's most significant moments are sealed in our minds, causing us upon refection to remember where we were or what we were doing when that particular event occurred.  I was sitting at my desk in my office at church when Pat Pastor came to tell me what had happened.  Having begun my ministry at Westwood just a few weeks earlier, I was just beginning to put names and faces together in a congregation that in that moment had members in or near the Pentagon, and we would find out later, family members at the World Trade Center.  I did not see the images of the airplanes striking the WTC until later that afternoon when I went home.  I remember the shock at watching those planes become missiles that exploded into the towers, and the towers come crumbling down.  Over the next 36 hours I, like many Americans, watched as those images were played again and again on television.  I drove down 395 to the Pentagon September 12 and saw first hand the devastation of these heinous acts.  Those images are as fresh in my memory today as they were ten years ago, and we will probably have them refreshed again and again in our minds over the next several weeks as they are played once more on newscasts, documentaries, and in still photographs in magazines and newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remember such tragedy so vividly is a burdensome thing indeed.  I suppose it would be much easier to simply erase these images from our minds and put it all behind us...if that were possible; but it is not.  Indeed, as painful as these images and commemorations are and will be over the next few weeks, to remember, reminds us that we exist in community where the hurt and heartache of others is our own...not just through our national identity as citizens of this nation, but also as inhabitants of a world where violence and hatred take a daily toll.  To put such memories out of our minds is to live in a world that is not real...a place of our making that limits our understanding of life's experiences to only the select ideals of what some folks call, "positive thinking."  I consider myself to be a positive thinker, but only in the context of a troubled world.  My hope today amidst continuing wars, governmental stalemate, financial upheaval, and social unrest is the same as it was in the aftermath of 9/11, just as it was for some in the aftermath of Pearl Harbor, the assassinations of John F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King, the heavy costs of gaining equal treatment and rights in the civil rights movement, Hurricane Katrina, the recent Tsunami in Japan or any of a number of tragic events that have touched our nation and the world...my hope is built on the One the Psalmist spoke of as his Rock, Almighty God.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I find rest in God; only he can save me.  He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Psalm 62:1-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic in our area will be a mess tonight...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;painful remembrances are often messy&lt;/span&gt;. Over the next three weeks these messy remembrances will confront us with images and stories of a terrible day.  There will be the temptation to look around at the many messes around us and wonder about what the future holds.  In doing so, let us also remember the words of Jesus as he spoke to his followers in an unsettled and tragic time... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and sisters, in our remembrances and in the challenges that face us every day, take heart, for Christ has indeed overcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-4417362424287112472?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4417362424287112472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/painful-remembrances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4417362424287112472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4417362424287112472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/painful-remembrances.html' title='Painful Remembrances'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2340522705203980042</id><published>2011-08-12T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Repeat</title><content type='html'>Circumstances arise that occasionally cause one to repeat something just completed.  So it was for Cindy this morning as her little angel, Max, helped himself to one of the coffee cakes she had prepared for this Sunday morning's fellowship time between worship and Sunday School.  I have chronicled Max's chocolate cravings in sermons and previous writings, citing the medical treatment required for Schnauzers who eat chocolate.  As a result, we are on a first name basis with the staff at the veterinary clinic that treats him, having probably contributed a significant amount of money to their children's college funds over the years!   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This time, "Munching Max's" gorging did not require medical treatment, but did create extra work for his very busy master.  Not only have there been extra walks required, but Cindy had to repeat the process of mixing and baking that she had already satisfactorily completed.  In the busyness of our lives, having to go back to do again what we already completed is an extra step we would rather not have to take.   The resulting creation, in this case a delicious coffee cake, is, however, worth the effort...at least Max and I think so.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we find ourselves revisiting familiar things again and again with a certain degree of complaint, for the familiarity of something completed leaves us nostalgic at best, bored at worst.  The study of God's word can sometimes have such a feel for us, particularly the familiar stories and characters we have studied again and again.  Yet, if we are open to what God will teach us, the familiar becomes new once more as the Holy Spirit leads.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;During this month of August, we are considering familiar biblical characters and stories in worship and Bible study that many of us know very well.  Is there more to learn or be reminded of in the study and discussions of these texts?  I believe that there is, particularly if we come to such study with open hearts and minds, anticipating, as the Psalmist wrote, that God's word "is a lamp to my feet, and a light for my path."  Dr. Mark Olson, President of Leland Seminary will be our guest Sunday morning, focusing his teaching on Timothy.  I am looking forward to the new things God will teach us, and the timeless truths of God's word that will be affirmed as a result.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and remember to keep a perspective on the challenges that sometimes come in the midst of repeated action.  Cindy, while preparing another coffee cake, mentioned the extra expense of duplicating the recipe after Max's snacking.  I reminded her that sugar, eggs, and vanilla were much cheaper than a trip to the veterinary emergency clinic.  In that moment, I'm not sure she appreciated my words.  Perhaps by Sunday she will...if we can keep Max away from the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2340522705203980042?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2340522705203980042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/repeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2340522705203980042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2340522705203980042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/repeat.html' title='Repeat'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6353949686510487194</id><published>2011-08-05T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Hello and Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>One of our Senior Adults greeted me on a Sunday morning a few months ago after having been gone for several weeks visiting family.  He told me a bit about where he had been and then let me know  that I wouldn't see him for the next few Sundays because he would be away again.  I smiled and said, "Hello and Goodbye."  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;August is a "Hello and Goodbye" month for many in our area.  This morning someone came through the office and welcomed me home, only to tell me that they would see me again in September as they were going to be in Canada for a month...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hello and Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Westwood is a very mobile community of faith, never more so than in this last month of summer.  I do not begrudge this travel as I have just come from home from nearly two weeks away myself.  It is tempting to just move along through our schedule as usual during this month of high travel, but when planning several months back, our staff and visioning council thought we would do something a bit different in August to change our worship and Bible study a bit for those who will be in town, and for those who may have family visiting or new neighbors they might want to invite.  August Sundays at Westwood, as you have heard by now, will feature a 9 a.m. worship time and 10:15 Bible study with food and fellowship in between services, all in a more casual atmosphere.  Youth and children will continue their regular Sunday School classes at 10:15, but adults will meet together in Whitten Hall for one class, focusing throughout the month on some of our favorite biblical characters, beginning August 7th with several folks sharing about a favorite character, followed by a study I will lead on Mary Magdalene.  Some of our deacons will be available to assist those who may need help with the stairs to Whitten Hall so everyone can participate.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Twentieth-century preacher Harry Emerson Fosdick, once wrote, "Christians are supposed not merely to endure change, nor even to profit by it, but to cause it."  My prayer is that these temporary changes will spark our worship and Bible study during these late days of summer causing us all to consider in new and challenging ways how the living Christ is at work around us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It will be a month of hellos and goodbyes.  Let's make it a month to remember in worship and Bible study at Westwood.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6353949686510487194?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6353949686510487194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-and-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6353949686510487194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6353949686510487194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-and-goodbye.html' title='Hello and Goodbye!'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6378160291753606407</id><published>2011-07-22T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>It Ain't the Heat...</title><content type='html'>Record heat is gripping out nation, driving power grids to their absolute limits, forcing overheated people into the shelter of air-conditioned spaces, and making some of us ponder the blessing of mid-winter snowstorms.  Perhaps those last words are a bit of a stretch, though someone told me today that they would much rather have a foot of snow than 114 degree heat indexes.  Of course, in the midst of a heat wave, distant memories of blizzards seem a welcome diversion, but in the middle of January...well, that's another story.  I suppose we are often wishing for what we don't have...or in comparison, to choose what seems to be the lesser of two evils when caught in the middle of life's extremes.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That great baseball philosopher, Yogi Berra, once said of playing baseball in the worst of the summer heat, "It ain't the heat, it's the humility."   Yogi's fractured English aside, meteorologists, in assigning a heat index number, remind us that humidity plays a big part in the extremes of summer.  Air temperature may be 100 degrees today, but the humidity will make it feel like 114!!!  Yogi's words, however, got me thinking.  In the trials and challenges of life, we often use heat as a metaphor for the pressure we find ourselves under.  Often, such pressure pushes us to demand personal rights or to try and deflect responsibility away from ourselves to others who may or may not have a role in the difficulty we face.  Perhaps Yogi's right...maybe it ain't the heat...maybe it is the humility.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The apostle Paul, a man who had his own struggles with humility, wrote in Philippians 2:3, "When you do things, do not let selfishness or pride be your guide.  Instead, be humble and give more honor to others than yourselves."  This Christ-like perspective in the midst of the pressures and challenges of life, is good advice for anyone that desires to honor Christ.  When the heat is on, a good lesson of life to remember is, "it ain't the heat...it's the humility.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I leave you with one more Yogiism.  Yogi was once told by an admiring fan that he looked cool, to which Yogi responded, "Thanks, you don't look so hot yourself."  I hope that you don't look or feel "so hot yourself" over the next few days.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6378160291753606407?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6378160291753606407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-aint-heat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6378160291753606407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6378160291753606407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-aint-heat.html' title='It Ain&apos;t the Heat...'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-8127648339895433707</id><published>2011-07-15T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>PandaMania!</title><content type='html'>Whew and Wow!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a week of Pandamania at Westwood!!!!  VBS is always a highlight of our church year and this year is no different.  More than 200 children have participated along with 110 youth and adult workers.  More than $1,800 was received in offerings for our new mission partner, ServeTrust.  Those are the numbers and they are phenomenal.  But more important are the lives that have been touched this week.  It has been a blessing every morning to welcome the children and to see the joy and anticipation on their faces.  Whether singing, listening to a Bible Story, making a craft, enjoying a snack, or exercising in recreation, they have been learning about God's love, and that "God is wild about them!"  As much as these children have been blessed, I think the youth and adults who have worked alongside them may have been blessed even more!  Westwood loves children and it is evident by the sacrifices of time and loving care these workers share, some taking vacation just to be a part of this wonderful week.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I asked everyone to pray last week for VBS and I know you have honored that request.  Blessings have abounded, not the least of which is the fact that the air conditioning is still working, even though we thought it might go out at any moment.  God, Jack Hix, and Dennis Milam have worked together this week to keep things cool!  So many have a hand in making this week such a blessing, including you and your prayers.  "Thanks" to the entire Westwood family...with the Spirit's guidance and the faithfulness of God's people, Pandamania will long be remembered as a week of wonder and blessing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Keep up the prayers as our youth prepare to leave Sunday for Impact.  They will be in Buckingham, Va, helping to rehab structures and perhaps rebuild lives.  May God's Spirit guide and empower these missionaries next week just as that same Spirit has been at work this week in VBS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-8127648339895433707?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8127648339895433707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/pandamania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8127648339895433707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8127648339895433707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/pandamania.html' title='PandaMania!'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3483232987703994630</id><published>2011-07-08T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Pray for Vacation Bible School</title><content type='html'>A Blessed Friday evening to all!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Vacation Bible School begins this Monday...are you ready?  For some of you this means preparing lessons, crafts, snacks, recreation, music, transportation for the Springfield Gardens children, etc. for the week.  For others, it is about getting your children up and out, along with their friends, to VBS every day.  For all of us, it should be about prayer.  Pray for our workers and children that God will guide their steps each day to a place of opportunity where learning and blessing are shared.  Pray for the parents of these children that God will remind them during these days of eternal truths that last beyond this special week each summer.  Pray for these families that what the children learn and experience each day will impact all their lives.  Pray for our church that we will be to these children and their families the light of Christ in what for some, may be a very dark place.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is a week that requires something of all of us.  Some will be at their posts every day in the sanctuary, narthex, story room, craft room, nursery, kitchen, playground, and bus.  All of us can be at our posts of prayer each day.  It will be a great week and you can have a part in making it so!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3483232987703994630?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3483232987703994630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/pray-for-vacation-bible-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3483232987703994630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3483232987703994630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/pray-for-vacation-bible-school.html' title='Pray for Vacation Bible School'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-382602655986432149</id><published>2011-07-01T21:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>A Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>On Monday we celebrate the 235th birthday of our nation.  When invited to parties, it is customary to bring a gift for the one celebrating the birthday...but what does one give his or her country?  How should we appropriately recognize such a milestone?  Sunday morning in worship we will talk about a July 4th prescription that could easily be our gift to this nation.  The text I will use for Sunday morning calls us to humility and prayer, not as a means of civil practice, but personal commitment where service and sacrifice are evident in the way we live and work.  These characteristics mark the follower of Jesus Christ first, but also impact every area of our lives, including the way we approach our citizenship.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After the dedication of the temple in II Chronicles 7, God speaks to King Solomon; "If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray..."  What do you think might result if you and I humbled ourselves before God, praying fervently for many aspects of our lives, including our nation.  God tells Solomon that humility, prayer, and repentance will bring forgiveness and healing to their land.  Brothers and sisters, what might happen in this nation if you and I chose such a path?   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I do not believe that our goal is to make this nation into a Christian institution...but rather, to make a difference for the cause of Christ in ways that will bring transformation to our homes, our communities, our nation, and world.  It begins right where you live and work and go to school...humble yourself before God, seek the face of God through prayer, repent of your sin...then ask God how you can be used to bring light and hope to those around you.  That would be a present this nation could use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-382602655986432149?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/382602655986432149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/birthday-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/382602655986432149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/382602655986432149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/07/birthday-present.html' title='A Birthday Present'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5717490940928613840</id><published>2011-06-24T17:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Summer Day</title><content type='html'>It has been said that "a perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken."  On a hot day like today, the latter is certainly true!  Summer is a wonderfully unique season that literally opens new doors of opportunity...yes, to experience the great outdoors, but also to consider and participate in certain activities that are unique to the season.  Mowing the lawn may be one of these, but there are others, particularly within the fellowship known as Westwood Baptist Church.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Summer brings VBS, Impact Virginia!, PASSPORTkids! Camp, as well as summer seminars, special fellowships, and events like the Echo food drive and Springfield Gardens back to school celebration.  Summer is not necessarily a time to slow down, but a rich opportunity to experience the grace and love of God at work in these and other unique summer events.  If you go to &lt;a href="http://www.westwood-baptist.org"&gt;our church website&lt;/a&gt;, you will find a link on the front page to several special summer events that you can take part in, and invite a friend or neighbor to join you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect summer day is more than a broken lawnmower.  At Westwood, it is celebrating God's presence with us at the baseball game, camp, worship and fellowship opportunities.  Make the most of these wonderful summer days.  You can always borrow the neighbor's mower and cut the grass tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5717490940928613840?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5717490940928613840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfect-summer-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5717490940928613840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5717490940928613840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfect-summer-day.html' title='The Perfect Summer Day'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5486778285391596201</id><published>2011-06-17T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:20:12.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Patterns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Message&lt;/span&gt; translates the last part of Ephesians 6:4 with this admonition to fathers: "Take them (children) by the hand and lead them in the way of the Master."  There is nothing so significant in the life of a young child as a good example.  Children look for patterns upon which to build their own lives.  They are truly blessed when they see the example of Christ in one or both of their parents.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My dad died nearly ten years ago, and yet the memories of his example are still fresh in my mind. I remember witnessing his compassion when he hurt with those who hurt, his kindness when confronting those who did not always receive him well, his tenacity to continue moving forward when he could easily have quit, and his commitment to living the faith he held dear.  He was not a perfect man, but his example helped me and others follow in the way of Christ, and for that, I am truly grateful.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There is no greater calling for any parent or grandparent, than to take a child by the hand and lead them in the way of Christ.  I am grateful that I have had such an example, and continue to pray that I will be that example to my son and to others.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5486778285391596201?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5486778285391596201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/patterns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5486778285391596201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5486778285391596201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/patterns.html' title='Patterns'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5283901467181562471</id><published>2011-06-11T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Breathing</title><content type='html'>Martin Luther King once said, "To be a Christian without prayer is no more possible than to be alive without breathing."  Many preschoolers, striving to get their way in the give and take power struggle that often accompanies their relationship with their parents, know how to hold their breath.  To do so, at least in their young minds, is to gain control over their hapless parents whom they believe will surely give in, even if it means the child may turn a certain shade of blue.  Of course, if they hold out long enough, parents can usually outlast the child for sooner or later, he or she gives up because air is needed to sustain breathing which is needed to sustain life.  (There is, however, usually a "Plan B" that follows, and for some resourceful children, even a Plan C, D, or E.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Breathing is necessary for living.  Likewise, prayer is necessary for Christian growth and health.  Jesus often called his disciples to prayer, and he set the example before them of seeking a quiet, solitary place for prayer and contemplation.  In the busyness of life, we too often try to sustain our relationship with Christ apart from meaningful prayer.  We may offer a quick request for an ailing friend or family member, or express a question of faith that we quickly lose interest in because we fail to scratch beneath the surface to mine the depths of God's wisdom for our particular need.  In the challenges we face we find ourselves gasping for that which will sustain our faith, like a hiker experiencing the thin air of altitude, or the swimmer, plunged too deep beneath the surface, who desperately needs her lungs to expand and be filled with fresh, clean air. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Psalmist reminds us in Psalm 150:6 that everything that has breath should praise the Lord.  Take a moment, whenever you read this, and breathe deeply, filling your lungs with that which sustains life.  Then find a quiet place and spend a few moments in the presence of the living God, breathing in that which sustains your spirit and nurtures your soul.  Allow the Holy One to renew your spirit and give you that which is vital to your spiritual health.  God knows the need of your heart...breathe deeply and take in that which empowers your living and enables your praise. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Let everything that has breath praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5283901467181562471?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5283901467181562471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5283901467181562471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5283901467181562471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/breathing.html' title='Breathing'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3804576917809520122</id><published>2011-06-03T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Smile Because It Happened</title><content type='html'>A quote from the great American children's writer, Dr. Seuss, is perhaps appropriate for our Westwood family this weekend.  Dr. Seuss writes, "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."  We prepare to say good-bye to the McKenzies this Sunday.  For the better part of a decade they have been a part of our church family, with Brandi serving on staff as Director of Preschool and Children's ministries most recently.  Doug has been reassigned by the United States Air Force to the Virginia Beach area and the family will be moving in a few weeks. Saying good-bye is a familiar task in Northern Virginia.  Folks come and go and our lives are enriched because of the blessing of relationship we share, regardless of the length of the days that we spend together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are already heavy as we realize that these dear friends will no longer be among us.  However, as in any relationship where separation brings sadness, there must also be the remembrance of blessing in the midst of heartache, for our lives are truly enriched by so many folks who come our way, even when they are ultimately led away from us. So, with gratitude to God for the blessing we have shared with the McKenzies, let us gather on Sunday to give thanks to God for these dear friends and wish them well as they, and we, begin new chapters of the wonderful story God continues to write among us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hope you will be present for worship Sunday and express your love and appreciation to Doug, Brandi, and children.  As a family of faith, Westwood sends them out to be the light and love of Christ in a new workplace, new schools, new home, and a new family of faith.  Though sad to see them go, let us remember the blessings we have shared together, and then, let our smiles overcome our tears.  For all that we have shared together, don't cry because it's over, rather, let us smile, because it happened.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3804576917809520122?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3804576917809520122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/smile-because-it-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3804576917809520122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3804576917809520122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/06/smile-because-it-happened.html' title='Smile Because It Happened'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7467752240313318103</id><published>2011-05-27T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Involve Me and I Learn</title><content type='html'>Benjamin Franklin once said, "Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn."   Franklin reminds us of the significance of putting what we learn into action.  Knowledge for knowledge sake finds little fulfillment in our lives unless it is acted upon.  New Testament writer James spoke of faith and action in a similar manner as he wrote, "Faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead."  When we draw others into a learning environment where thought becomes action and possibilities become reality, there is blessing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This weekend we celebrate the actions of many who have given much for others.  Memorial Day is a reminder of the indebtedness we owe to those who have selflessly served in some way for the benefit of others.  Memorial Day began more than one-hundred thirty years ago as the graves of soldiers who died in the Civil War were decorated and their sacrifice remembered.  Since that time many men and women have given their lives in service to their country.  In a larger context, the observance of Memorial Day reminds us also of friends and family members who have gone before us to enrich our lives in many different forms of service and commitment.  It is good to pause and reflect, to ponder and remember the faithfulness of others, and in our thanksgiving, to give ourselves in service to others.  There is a great deal of information about Memorial Day and the significance it holds for our nation.  It means very little to us if we don't act on that gratitude to instruct, encourage, and bless others.  Take time this weekend to give thanks and to serve others.  The supreme example of service is witnessed not in the context of national pride or in simply doing good deeds, but rather in the One who has given himself fully for all, Jesus the Christ.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, let us involve ourselves and others in celebrations of national sacrifice this weekend, remembering the courage and will of those gone before us to give of themselves for the cause of freedom.  As grateful citizens of this land, we can do no less.  And as followers of Jesus Christ, let us remember again that faith compels us to action...belief, leads us to involvement, for there we learn and then teach great lessons of love, hope, and sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7467752240313318103?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7467752240313318103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/involve-me-and-i-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7467752240313318103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7467752240313318103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/involve-me-and-i-learn.html' title='Involve Me and I Learn'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2070156971484843749</id><published>2011-05-19T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Unless There Is No Sunday</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Minneapolis!  I am in this beautiful city for the annual Festival of Homiletics...an annual conference for preachers.  Now listening to preaching for five days straight may not sound like an enriching activity to you, but I enjoy hearing a variety of preachers sharing their unique approaches and understandings of God's word.  The weather has been wonderful all week and spring is just now beginning to peak here. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I look forward to returning home on Saturday and being with you for worship on Sunday, unless....unless there is no Sunday.  Perhaps you have heard that a group based in California, led by a radio ministry executive named Harold Camping, believes that Christ will return this Saturday, May 21, ushering in the judgment of the Lord.  Mr. Camping believes that when Jesus said that no one knows the date and hour of his second coming, he wasn't including true believers in that ignorant group.  He believes that most of us who call ourselves Christians, particularly those within the established church, are not true believers.  He, and others who believe like him, are indeed the ones who will be saved when Jesus returns this Saturday.  Now though I have heard Mr. Camping on a few occasions on his "Family Radio" broadcasts, I do not begin to understand his rationale for the warning he has issued to the world about Christ's return.  I have heard him try to defend his prediction, but have obviously found it unconvincing.  I do believe that Christ will return, but that is a decision God alone will make and God alone knows that date and time.  Jesus pointedly admitted that even he did not know the hour of his return, (Mark 13:32-33) yet many people have taken it upon themselves over the years to affirm their advanced knowledge on this subject before God. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It would be easy to lampoon Mr. Camping and many others before him through the centuries who have thought they had the inside track to God's timetable.  The tragedy in all of this, however, is that those skeptical of the church and the message of Christ become more skeptical, and many within the body of Christ, more cynical.  I will not question the sincerity of Mr. Camping or his followers, for I do not know him or them.  I do however wonder at the arrogance of the human mind to once more imply that we have figured God out...charting the "signs" even better than Jesus could, to calculate, or calculatingly bring forth God's judgment. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If my flight arrives safely Saturday afternoon and I awaken Sunday morning by the grace of God, I will walk through the doors of Westwood Baptist Church with anticipation for what the living God will do in and through the community of faith gathered in that place on that day...and I will trust God with the time God gives, believing again that God's grace will be sufficient for each moment, and that God's timing is not dependent on the arrogance of human prognostication.  Thank God, and thanks be to God!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2070156971484843749?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2070156971484843749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/unless-there-is-no-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2070156971484843749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2070156971484843749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/unless-there-is-no-sunday.html' title='Unless There Is No Sunday'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6664680979668882966</id><published>2011-05-12T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Time Does Fly</title><content type='html'>This post is originating from the Volunteer state of Tennessee where I am preparing to officiate for my niece's wedding in Norris, Tennessee, Saturday evening.  It is always a privilege to share with a couple in the commitment of marriage...even more so with family,  I suppose these moments are reality checks about the aging process, both for my niece, Holly, and for me.  My sister Karen married Holly's dad, Michael, when Holly was a young girl.  She, her twin sister Heather, and their brother Doug became part of our family and through the years we have seen them grow and mature.  In reflecting on  Karen and Michael's wedding nearly seventeen years ago, I also remember that Cindy was eight months pregnant with Clayton at the time...another remembrance that calls me to acknowledge the passing of time. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If these walks down memory lane weren't enough to convince me that I have aged, another experience today drove that home to me.  I had just gotten a haircut and was preparing to pay, when the stylist gave me a price for the haircut that seemed a bit cheaper than I expected. As I reached into my wallet, she cheerily offered, "You are a senior, aren't you?"  Now the color and number of hairs on my head may have shouted "senior" to her, but I guess her greatest offense was the certainty with which she made her judgement.  When I firmly responded, "no," I suffered not only the indignity of paying $2 more for the haircut, but of her weak attempt to correct her faux pas as she said, "Of course you're not, you're much too young."  The insincerity in her voice added a few years to my already bruised pride.  "Come back and see us next time you're in town," she carelessly offered as I turned to walk out the door, but my senior ears had already tuned her out as I was left to ponder the brevity of my remaining days.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, time does fly, as the old saying goes.  The sometimes cranky, probably senior adult writer of the book of Ecclesiastes noted, "to everything, there is a season."  Whether it is watching loved ones grow and mark time through the passages of life, or coming face to face with your and other's assessments of your own journey, one cannot ignore the changes these "seasons" bring.  Other than a receding hair line, the one constant for me in the midst of these changing seasons, is the power and presence of Almighty God.  The Psalmist reminds us of the significance of an ever-present God as he writes in the nintieth Psalm, "Before the mountains were born and before you created the earth and the world, you are God.  You have always been, and you will always be."  Praise God that in the seasons of human life, where the joy of family celebrations are mixed with the reality of time's relentless march, God is present, celebrating with us, walking beside us, never wavering in love and affection, no matter what each day, year, or decade bring.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6664680979668882966?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6664680979668882966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-does-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6664680979668882966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6664680979668882966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-does-fly.html' title='Time Does Fly'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6111658724103838269</id><published>2011-05-06T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Real Peace</title><content type='html'>In my depression after another Capitals playoff loss Sunday night, I began channel-surfing in hopes of finding a diversion.  I didn't have to go far.  News was breaking about the death of Osama bin Laden.  I watched as the President gave details of the operation and spoke of the heroic efforts of those who carried out the mission.  Analysts did what analysts do in the midst of breaking news with very little detail...they began to try and piece together from the President's speech, and their sources around the world and across the studio, the elements of this story that shocked the world.  Details were few, yet opinions and hypotheses were plentiful.  I was preparing to turn the story off and wait for the details on the morning news shows, when the broadcast suddenly shifted from the studio to the scene outside the White House where seemingly hundreds of people were gathering to celebrate.  Chants of "U S A!", "U S A!" were gaining momentum as if the United States had just won a medal in an Olympic event.  There was dancing, hugging, flag-waving, banner-waving, and more impassioned chants of "U S A!" with fist's pumping as more revelers joined the celebration.  I could not remember anything like it on American soil in my lifetime...a government-sanctioned strike, carried out with surgical precision, to "take out" an enemy.  Certainly military operations had been carried out before and the reports made to the American people.  But I do not remember the kind of spontaneous response nor the degree of celebration that I witnessed Sunday evening, not because war had ended, or violence stopped, but because another human being was dead. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now let me say at this point that Osama bin Laden's actions in setting in motion the 9/11 attacks, and other terrorist activities over the years, marked him as a criminal whose actions demanded justice. Many believe that justice was served in the early morning hours of Monday in the Pakistani city of Abbottabad as United States Navy Seals carried out their mission, ending the life of the most notorious terrorist of the modern era.  I recognize the frustration and anger of many within this country who bear the burden of having lost loved ones over the past ten years who found release in news of bin Laden's death.  I cannot know what such news means to families of New York City firefighters or police officers killed in the line of duty on that day, nor to the thousands of family members who lost loved ones in the twin towers, the Pentagon, or a rural Pennsylvania field, as well as family members of soldiers who have died in Iraq and Afghanistan since 9/11.    But I am left to wonder, in the aftermath of raucous celebrations and the commentary of a those I heard interviewed in the last few days who claimed closure now for bin Laden's victims...has his death truly made us safer...does this closure that is spoken of suddenly end the grieving for those whose parent, child, spouse, sibling, or friend was lost on that dark day or in the years since?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the 14th chapter of John's gospel, Jesus talks with his disciples about transition.  His death is imminent and he is seeking to prepare them for what will follow.  He promises them a gift unlike any other they might receive, the Holy Spirit.  Then, in verse 27 he says, "I leave you peace; my peace I give you.  I do not give it to you as the world does.  So don't let your hearts be troubled or afraid."   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me as I watched the celebrations in the streets of DC and at Ground Zero, that our American response was much like what we see in other parts of the world when an enemy leader dies.  The anger, hatred, and retaliation that marks a warring world was certainly on display in our streets. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jesus offers us something different.  "My peace I give to you," he said..."I do not give it to you as the world does."  It is tempting to be caught up in the chants of patriotic fervor when a long-sought enemy is destroyed...but the threats of this enemy still remain.  There is release for the moment in believing that justice has been done in the aftermath of heinous crime.  Families and friends awakened, however, on Monday morning, and this morning, and will for every morning that they live, with the realization that their friend or loved one is still gone, and the longing for their touch, voice, wisdom, and love will not be satisfied.  Yet, in the midst of these continuing threats and grief, Jesus affirms, "...don't let your hearts be troubled or afraid."  Genuine peace comes not because an enemy is killed, but because the Spirit of God brings change to the human heart that cannot be destroyed, no matter the threat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The bad news of Sunday evening that drove me to channel-surf has been compounded with another Capitals loss.  They stand on the brink of elimination tonight.  The violence of this world seems to move us ever closer, some would say, to the brink of elimination.  Our hope is not seen in the visual evidence of an enemy's death, nor heard in the chants of patriotic cries after momentary victory...Hope is found in the One who offers real peace...peace that cannot be duplicated by the world.  May you and I share the peace of Christ with the world around us, and in doing so, may our hearts be neither troubled or afraid.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6111658724103838269?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6111658724103838269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/real-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6111658724103838269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6111658724103838269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/05/real-peace.html' title='Real Peace'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-945446800197430186</id><published>2011-02-18T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>All Day, Every Day!</title><content type='html'>"Celebrate God all day, every day.  I mean revel in Him!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Message translates Paul's words in Philippians 4:5 as a true declaration of praise and an unmistakable call to live each day to fullest.  There seems to be little room for compartmentalization.  In everything, praise God!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Psalmist stated it this way: "I will bless the Lord at all times.  His praise shall continually be in my mouth." (Psalm 34:1, Amplified Bible)  This is not a call to live life apart from pain and disappointment, for heartache and uncertainty wound us deeply in the seasons of this life.  These two writers remind us however, that praise is not a situational gift offered to God.  Praise is to be a constant expression of faith that speaks more about who God is that what we believe about God.  Our feelings and viewpoints will change, but the Eternal One does not change.  God is worthy of our praise every hour of every day.  Therefore, we praise God sometimes with joyous words and thoughts, and sometimes we praise God through tears and brokenness.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The cold, mid-winter ground yielded a momentary glimpse of spring a few weeks ago as two tiny crocus blooms presented themselves in full color outside our kitchen window.  It was a reminder of things to come, but also of God's provision in that particular moment.  Jesus spoke in John 10:10 of the abundant living that he came to bring for all.  We choose at times to live as people of poverty, not in a monetary or deeply spiritual sense, but rather as those beaten down, disadvantaged, who have little hope.  Paul reminds us that God is to be celebrated every day..."I mean revel in Him!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our struggles aren't made non-existent when we offer God praise, but we gain a perspective about who God is that empowers "next-step" living, particularly when we don't think we can put one foot in front of the other.  To praise the living God is to look beyond ourselves and recognize that our hope comes from the Lord, "the maker of heaven and earth."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In your devotional time tonight or tomorrow, read again Psalm 121.  Be reminded that God is your help...that God knows of your "coming in and your going out," and that "the Lord watches over you."  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes brothers and sisters, "Celebrate God every day, all day."  Let us revel in the One who is ever worthy of our praise!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-945446800197430186?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/945446800197430186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-day-every-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/945446800197430186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/945446800197430186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-day-every-day.html' title='All Day, Every Day!'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5615055142946862984</id><published>2011-02-12T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>A Walk to Remember</title><content type='html'>I have been reminded today that God is at work in the routines of daily life...you know, those ordinary tasks that must be done, but hold little excitement. Take walking the dogs for instance...not high on my fulfillment list, but necessary just the same. I suppose Freddie and Max, our miniature Schnauzers, think their walks are pretty cool because whenever the door is opened, or their leashes gathered, they immediately run to the kitchen for a new adventure...tails wagging, tongues panting, and often an agitated movement that makes putting their leashes on a test of manual dexterity and patience, particularly when we are returning home and they are released from the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was walking with the boys when a neighbor drove by, stopped and rolled down the window of her car. We greeted one another and amazingly, Freddie and Max who always believe that every conversation and every encounter is an opportunity for them to join the discussion, stood strangely reserved. In the unexpected quiet, I was able to carry on a conversation with this neighbor and she asked if we had a prayer list at church. I assured her we did and asked how we could pray for her. She told me that her daughter had a massive stroke a few weeks ago. Her daughter has two teenage sons and has recently become engaged to be married. This daughter has had a number of health problems through the years, but this stroke has been devastating. Compounding the heartache is the fact that this woman's fiance's sixteen year-old daughter was seriously injured in an automobile accident a few weeks ago and is now in a coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stood in the street, Max and Freddie, quietly listening at my feet, my neighbor expressed her appreciation for including her daughter in our prayers, and then I asked her if I could have a prayer with her, right there in the street. She consented and we prayed...no traffic came by, no neighbors walked about us, and the dogs sat suddenly quiet and obedient. It was a moment of opportunity in the midst of a rather mundane, routine chore. Yet, God was present in a most unusual way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I finished, with tears in her eyes, my neighbor thanked me and drove away. Max, Freddie, and I made our way back home and they received their usual treat for a successful trip. God does work in mysterious ways, opening doors in particular moments with particular people that bring blessing. In the 119th Psalm, the Psalmist wrote, "Open my eyes so I can see what you show me of your miracle-wonders." (The Message) Having prayer with a neighbor is not necessarily a miracle event, but recognizing how God works in often unanticipated ways is indeed an eye-opening event. I believe God would have us walk, particularly through the routines of daily living, with eyes, minds, and hearts open to how He might use us...reminding us, and the world around us, of his "miracle-wonders."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5615055142946862984?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5615055142946862984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/02/walk-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5615055142946862984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5615055142946862984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/02/walk-to-remember.html' title='A Walk to Remember'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5971039310344743982</id><published>2011-02-05T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Looking Beyond the Shadow</title><content type='html'>Punxsutawney Phil did not see his shadow on Groundhog Day this year which means, according to those who believe in such things, that we will have an early spring.  Now I must say that I am not a true believer in Phil's ability to predict the weather, but I must admit, any prediction for an early spring is something I would like to believe in!  Who knows, he either does or does not see his shadow...a fifty/fifty proposition. Chances are pretty good that he could be right. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We spend a great deal of our time in wishful thinking.  When it comes to the weather, the meteorologists have their computer models and maps, but their forecasts are still simply predictions based on what they think will happen.  Yes, their technology has improved through the years, but the outcomes are often still uncertain, mostly because they cannot control the weather.  I suppose that often our wishful thinking focuses on things beyond our control.  We wish for what we do not have or for what we want to happen.  Sometimes those wishes come true, and sometimes....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the midst of uncertain times, Paul spoke not of wishful thinking, but bold assurance: "I know whom I have believed, and am convinced that he is able to guard what I have entrusted to him until that day." (II TImothy 1:12, TNIV)  He believed the gospel message of Jesus Christ to be trustworthy and he gave himself fully in living that truth before the world.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;D.L. Moody, nineteenth-century evangelist, once said that the world has yet to see what God can do with one man (or woman) completely committed to Him.  The challenge of Moody's words may seem a bit overwhelming to us, and as a result, we are sometimes more comfortable "playing the percentages" of our wishful thinking instead of boldly stepping out in faith to trust the Lord.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I don"t know the accuracy of Punxsutawney Phil's record, but I doubt there are too many people swayed by his annual February predictions.  Trusting fully in the living God, however, I can live with assurance in the One who has promised never to leave or forsake me.  I don't have to look for a shadow...I believe in the resurrected Christ!  That is good news you and I can count on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5971039310344743982?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5971039310344743982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-beyond-shadow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5971039310344743982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5971039310344743982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-beyond-shadow.html' title='Looking Beyond the Shadow'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3330917198427552198</id><published>2011-01-28T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Real Power</title><content type='html'>"Summon your power, O God," the Psalmist wrote in Psalm 68:28.  Though not written for my particular context, about three o'clock this morning, it would have been a worthy prayer.  Like some of you, our power went off Wednesday evening just before 7:30 and did not come back on until around 5:30 this morning.  Candles and flashlights were dug out of drawers and layers of clothing were applied, particularly as we slept the last two nights.  Rumors were rampant in the neighborhood about when the power would be restored and I, and others, became quite familiar with the automated customer service line at Dominion Power.  I must tell you, it is an altogether unsatisfying experience in the midst of a power outage to have your options for help limited to the actions of pressing the numbers 1,2, or 3 on one's telephone keypad.  Perhaps the height of frustration came Thursday morning around 7:15 when the company's automated system called to inform me that the power was back on in my community.  I patiently waited for the third option after this declaration and pressed three to announce that our power was indeed NOT ON!!!  A call later in the day brought news that the power would be restored between 5 and 11 pm Thursday evening, but that did not materialize either.  I grew weary of pressing numbers and went on to bed in a 45 degree room until the light by the bed suddenly came on at 5:30, letting me know that power  had been restored and soon HEAT would be flowing through the vents.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Going nearly 36 hours without power is a fairly insignificant thing for most of us when compared with the problems so many face in our world...more inconvenience than anything else, yet, another reminder that life takes interesting turns, often with little if any notice.  As a response to the offering Sunday morning we will sing, "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus' name, On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand, all other ground is sinking sand."  To stand on the solid rock of Jesus Christ is stand firm, to find strength and power to face moments of loss, disappointment, and struggle.  We serve a God whose power is not threatened by life's storms, whose promise is to always be with us.  That indeed is a better guarantee than Dominion Power can give, and I also don't have to press any numbers on a key pad to access this power.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As I write this note I am at home. I hear the dryer going, as well as the furnace and have light to work as I type on my computer.  Electrical power is wonderful.  But the power of God, summoned on our behalf through the blessing of faith in Christ and the presence of the Holy Spirit, truly empower our daily living.  Let us stand on that rock and know the power of God at work within us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3330917198427552198?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3330917198427552198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/01/real-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3330917198427552198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3330917198427552198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/01/real-power.html' title='Real Power'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5600760770262645667</id><published>2011-01-19T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>"...even if you don't ever die."</title><content type='html'>I heard an interesting commercial on a satellite radio station while on the road this past week.  Commercials on satellite stations seem to have a fairly narrow window of advertisers, many in the financial industry, or at least so it seems to me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The particular commercial that got my attention was about life insurance, and of course, how this particular company could save the insured lots of money, while providing generously for his or her family.  Sounds like a good idea, but near the end of the commercial, a claim was made that caught my attention and strained the limits of truth in advertising.  The announcer said, "...we have some term policies that build cash value that you can cash in, even if you don't ever die."   "...even if you don't ever die..."   I wondered if I heard that right, or perhaps had missed something along the way, but it was later confirmed that indeed I had heard it right.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this company knows something that I do not, but I have always labored under the assumption that death comes to us all.  Hasn't it been said that death and taxes are the two things we cannot avoid?  The certainty of death is chronicled in Hebrews 9:27, as the writer proclaims, "... people are destined to die once, and after that to face judgment..."  Perhaps that wasn't the encouraging word you hoped for...perhaps you want to find out more about the perspective of the particular insurance company in the radio ad.  Before you get too nervous, let's finish the thought of the writer of Hebrews who continues in verse 28,  "so Christ was sacrificed once to take away the sins of many; and he will appear a second time, not to bear sin, but to bring salvation to those who are waiting for him."   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From the perspective of faith in Jesus Christ, there is the possibility of escaping death, but only if Jesus returns during our lifetime.  There are currently a few "followers" who believe this will happen in May of 2011, information they seem to have that Jesus said even he did not possess.  Whether Jesus returns in May or a thousand years from now, death is not a threat to those who believe Jesus to be the resurrection and the life.  In Him I can claim the promise of His word as he said, “I am the resurrection and the life. Anyone who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die." (John 11:25-26)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Life is eternal, not because of the claims of an insurance company, but by faith in the living Christ.  It is good to adequately prepare financially for your family in the event of your death, but the greater preparation is made in knowing Christ and living in hope because of that relationship.  When you write out that check to your insurance company this month or this quarter, give thanks that you can provide for your loved ones, but better still, thank God for a greater hope and provision through Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5600760770262645667?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5600760770262645667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/01/even-if-you-dont-ever-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5600760770262645667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5600760770262645667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2011/01/even-if-you-dont-ever-die.html' title='&quot;...even if you don&apos;t ever die.&quot;'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7684533577323942198</id><published>2010-11-26T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Treasures Beyond Black Friday</title><content type='html'>The term "Black Friday" was first used in in the nineteenth century after a catastrophic day on Wall Street.  Since, there have been "Black Mondays" and probably other "Black" days to signify big losses in the financial markets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1966, the term "Black Friday" was used in Philadelphia by local police to identify what was for them, one of the worst traffic days of the year in the downtown area as people flooded the streets to shop the day after Thanksgiving.   In the mid seventies the term began to catch on in other areas, signifying the profits retailers hoped to make the day after Thanksgiving.  Today it is term that describes a shopping craze noted by stores that open at midnight, have shoppers camping outside their doors overnight to be first in line for those one-of-a-kind "door-buster" sales.  It is chaos that I have chosen not to participate in anymore, particularly since I have learned the joys of on-line shopping.  My computer is my "Black Friday" friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a degree of chaos the first Christmas as well.  This chaos was not created by frenzied shopping, but rather, the burden of taxation.  Mary and Joseph traveled to Bethlehem for the census even though she was due to give birth to her first child very soon.  No rooms could be found for them to find rest...ultimately a stable was secured and there, the Savior of the world was born.  No "one-day-sales" ensued, in fact the first visitors who came to see the child were the poorest of society, shepherds who said to each other after the angels announced to them the birth of Jesus, ""Let's get over to Bethlehem as fast as we can and see for ourselves what God has revealed to us." (The Message)  I suppose the first rush of Christmas was to see the Christ-child.  What a novel idea...drop everything and come to Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the shepherd's example is one we should follow as well.  In the midst of a season often characterized by distraction and chaotic frenzy, we are called once more to hear the angel's proclamation of good news and come at once to the manger to see God's great gift of love.  The treasures of Black Friday cannot compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we begin the season of Advent,come, join us as we make our way to Bethlehem "to see for ourselves what God has revealed to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7684533577323942198?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7684533577323942198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/11/treasures-beyond-black-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7684533577323942198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7684533577323942198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/11/treasures-beyond-black-friday.html' title='Treasures Beyond Black Friday'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5993696828782252518</id><published>2010-11-12T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Kids Say the Darndest Things</title><content type='html'>Art Linkletter made a career out of the phrase, "Kids Say the Darndest Things."  Now some of you may not know who Art Linkletter was...ask your parent or grandparent and chances are, they will know who he was.  The son of a minister, he came to television in the 50' and 60's by interviewing children on a variety of subjects, getting their perspective on life issues that often brought laughter, and sometimes a poignant moment when the words of a child captured truth in a powerful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I thought of Art Linketter this evening...haven't seen his old show in probably thirty years.  Perhaps it was the encounter I had this morning with a few hundred fourth-sixth graders at Navy Elementary School in Fairfax.  Their music teacher, who by the way also says the darndest things from time to time, invited me to attend a special assembly the children were leading in recognition of Veteran's Day.  They sang patriotic songs, led the pledge of allegiance, shared essays they had written about the significance of the day, and also asked a lot of great questions of a United States Navy Reserve pilot who spoke to them about his experience flying Navy jets.  They asked him if had ever crashed, dropped a bomb, or landed on an air craft carrier.  His answers were met with smiles and an occasional look of wonder, followed quickly by more hands raised with more excited voices wanting to ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several veterans in the room who enjoyed this give and take, fascinated by the rapt attention of the usually squirmy children, and appreciative that these young minds were focused on the service and sacrifice of those much older than they.  I walked away from that assembly having been instructed well by these young teachers.  They taught me the darndest thing...they taught me lessons of appreciation and honor...sacrifice and service...wonder and awe.  Perhaps Art Linkletter had it a bit backwards several decades ago...maybe the real challenge was not in the answers children often give, but rather in the questions they ask.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Veteran's Day passes from the calendar for another year, I am grateful for lessons learned from the questions of children, and for the willingness of so many men and women to serve this nation so faithfully.  Children will keep asking questions...may we all keep remembering the blessings of freedom made possible by those who answered their nation's call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5993696828782252518?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5993696828782252518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/11/kids-say-darndest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5993696828782252518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5993696828782252518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/11/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids Say the Darndest Things'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6800902120499909575</id><published>2010-10-29T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>The Wonder of God's Creation</title><content type='html'>Our &lt;a href="http://www.go/" target="_blank"&gt;WWW.go&lt;/a&gt; group enjoyed their "leaf peeping" trip this week and it looks like this weekend will be prime time for taking in the wonders of God's great canvas known as Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever hard to please, we sometimes complain about the inconsistency of the fall foliage.  Perhaps we would rather have a switch that simply turned the colors from green to yellow, orange, or red, but that's not how it works.  Temperature, moisture, and the type of tree all are factors in the transformation process we see in the seasons.  Like many things the Creator has made, we want to think that we could improve upon it in some way, but how can that be done???  The beauty and wonder of nature is not dependent on human improvement.  God, the Eternal One, the Maker of heaven and earth has fashioned this world, and like the Psalmist, we must come before God to affirm the glorious things that God has done.  In Psalm 8, the writer proclaims, "O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth.  When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers...what are mere mortals that you are mindful of them."  To view and experience the wonder of God's creation is to marvel at all that God has done and to praise God in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you look around you during this season and notice that some trees are ablaze with color while others are more muted, while still others seem to have little color, recognize that God is at work in all things, and that everything God has made is beautiful in its own way, and that includes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the view!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6800902120499909575?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6800902120499909575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonder-of-gods-creation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6800902120499909575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6800902120499909575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonder-of-gods-creation.html' title='The Wonder of God&apos;s Creation'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5970478434734915320</id><published>2010-09-17T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>What a Fellowship!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We announce to you what we have seen and heard, because we want you also to have fellowship with us. Our fellowship is with God the Father and with his Son, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt; We write this to you so we may be full of joy."  (I John 1:3-4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fellowship is an important element of community life, particularly within the church.  Now I'm not just talking about pitch-in meals, picnics, homemade ice-cream fellowships, or receptions that Baptist churches are known for...though at &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-0" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;West wood, Eastwood, Westward, Wedgwood, Westwards, Weston, West" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Westwood&lt;/a&gt; these make for some mighty fine culinary experiences!  Fellowship within the church cannot be defined by a particular event or setting.  Fellowship might best be defined within the context of the local church as the quality of love shared among the people, that reaches within and beyond that particular people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point, the fellowship at &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-1" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;West wood, Eastwood, Westward, Wedgwood, Westwards, Weston, West" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Westwood&lt;/a&gt; has been wonderfully displayed over the past ten days in response to the tragedy in the Nelson family.  When news began to spread about &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-2" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;Gar rick, Agric, Arrack, Garlicky, Ugric, Garlic, Arracks" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Garrick&lt;/a&gt; Nelson's tragic death, calls began to come in to the church office..."What can I do to help?"  Many have not only asked, but acted to provide meals to Jamie and her family, volunteer their time in the church office during Jamie's absence, bring food for and/or serve at the reception following the funeral to name just a few things that have been done.  &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-3" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;West wood, Eastwood, Westward, Wedgwood, Westwards, Weston, West" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Westwood&lt;/a&gt; also welcomed and expanded our sense of community as hundreds of people attended the memorial service for &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-4" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;Gar rick, Agric, Arrack, Garlicky, Ugric, Garlic, Arracks" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Garrick&lt;/a&gt;, a good number of whom do not attend our church...some who attend no church.  Again and again I heard from them what I often hear about &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-5" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;West wood, Eastwood, Westward, Wedgwood, Westwards, Weston, West" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Westwood&lt;/a&gt;..."This is a warm and welcoming church."  I agree.  I believe we take seriously the meaning of fellowship, loving and embracing those who are known to us and those we meet for the first time.  To welcome others in Jesus name, whether their hearts are heavy because of tragic loss, or whether they are visiting with us for the first time while searching for a new church home, as we greet them with the love and compassion of Christ, we open doors for the Spirit of God to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fellowship is built on relationship with the Creator God and with the Son, Jesus Christ, as John wrote.  We show that such fellowship is authentic when we embrace each other and the world around us in the name of Christ.  As a result, blessings abound in words of compassion, smiles of affirmation, hugs of encouragement, and other wonderful expressions of fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With gratitude to God for sharing in such fellowship through the community of faith known as &lt;a class="spell" id="sp-6" title="Click here to replace with: &amp;#10;West wood, Eastwood, Westward, Wedgwood, Westwards, Weston, West" href="http://mail.aol.com/32679-111/aol-1/en-us/mail/ComposeMessage.aspx?ws_popup=true#" target="_blank"&gt;Westwood&lt;/a&gt; Baptist Church, I am indeed blessed, as are you.  Let us be "full of Joy" as God continues to be at work in our fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a fellowship...what a joy divine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5970478434734915320?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5970478434734915320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-fellowship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5970478434734915320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5970478434734915320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-fellowship.html' title='What a Fellowship!!!'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3466881882613167076</id><published>2010-08-27T19:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>No One Died, But.....</title><content type='html'>It was a strange way to begin a sports talk radio show..."Nobody died, but......"  The conclusion of the statement was, "can you believe what has happened to Stephen Strasburg?"  Of course, what motivated this maudlin opening was the just-broken news that Nationals star pitcher Stephen Strasburg would probably miss at least a year, perhaps more, because of a torn ligament in his elbow that would require surgical repair.  Nationals General Manager Mike Rizzo was interviewed later in the show, and with tongue placed firmly in cheek, he said, "We're not quite ready for the funeral yet."  No, a life had not been lost, but perhaps what was slowly ebbing away were the dying dreams of Nationals fans, hungry for a winner, whose hopes and dreams had been placed squarely on the shoulders, or should I say, the 102 m.p.h. fastball, of Stephen Strasburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Nationals Stadium the night Strasburg debuted, and it was a wondrous occasion.  Every pitch was celebrated, every strikeout highlighted on the scoreboard.  The delerious fans cheered continuously after he was taken out of the game until he stepped back out of the dugout and waved his cap in recognition that he was the great hope for a baseball team previously consigned to the cellar of the National League East.  Ticket stubs were being bought that night as fans left the stadium by speculators who assumed they would one day be worth a goldmine.  Now, in the immediate aftermath of an MRI report, it wasn't a great stretch for some to speak of this moment in the same breath while mentioning life's last great enemy, death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports talk hyperbole aside, I got to thinking about the phrase, "No one died, but..."  This phrase is not unfamiliar to me.  I have heard it used in a variety of ways over the years.  I suppose it is a perspective builder, in a negative sort of way.  "The good news is that no one died; the bad news is......" and that sentence could be finished in a number of ways.   I suppose the greatest loser in this situation is Stephen Strasburg, whose injury could potentially end or alter his baseball dreams.  The team may lose money, some fans may lose interest in the team, and sports talk radio will have to focus its attention somewhere else.  No one died, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have walked with many people through a great many problems.  I have on occasion heard one of them say, "Well, as bad as it is, there are others worse off than me."  Their attempt to minimize their own pain by focusing attention on others can be admirable, and yet it often sells their own difficult struggles short.  For some, this is an attempt to pull themselves out of the mire of self-pity that often accompanies personal struggle, and we tend to admire that.  Yet in all the pain and disappointment that accompany life's challenges, many are affected by the outcome, but none more than the one at the heart of that personal struggle.  Nats fans are disappointed, but for Stephen Strasburg, the impact is the most significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many folks around us are dealing with challenges that are significant...perhaps life-altering.  Sometimes we stand at a distance and watch, wondering how they will handle their situation, perhaps afraid about getting involved.  Those moments are not as much about how we feel, though there may be disappointment or hurt, but rather, they are about that hurting person and what can be done to help him or her, particularly from the perspective of faith, in the name of Christ. Jesus said that when we are reaching out in love to help others, we are reaching out to Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it was near the end of the great musical, Les Miserables, that Jean Valjean sings, "...to love another person is to touch the face of God."  In the world around us there are many hurts, many struggles.  Some are proclaimed in media blasts, some often go little noticed.  You and I have an opportunity to be the hands and feet of Christ, reaching out, loving, encouraging, healing, for as we do this for others, we are truly doing this for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Stephen Strasburg's sake, I hope there is complete healing.  The rest of us will have to be content, at least for a while, with run of the mill 88, 90, or perhaps even 93 mph fastballs from our hometown pitchers. Maybe there's a lesson of perspective for us all in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3466881882613167076?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3466881882613167076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-one-died-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3466881882613167076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3466881882613167076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-one-died-but.html' title='No One Died, But.....'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2469525015310974956</id><published>2010-08-22T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>One More Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Cindy, Clayton, and I are traveling north on I-75 through the mountains of Tennessee and Kentucky today.  The sun is shining, the sky is blue, and the views are gorgeous.  God truly has made a beautiful world!  Thus far on this trip, we have visited with two of my three sisters, my mom, and been to six college campuses, with at least one more to go.  Our purpose is to let Clayton see some of the schools we have been talking about that he might want to attend in a couple of years.  To him college seems far away.  For his mother and me it is coming much too fast!Looking to the future is wise if it does not become too much of a distraction for the present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we become consumed by the future or the past, losing sight of the blessings and opportunities of today.  Jesus, speaking to his disciples about the provision of God, said, "Don't worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will take care of itself."  His words were not a prohibition on planning or forward-thinking, but rather a reminder that all our days, past, present, and future are in God's hands.  If, as the writer of Hebrews said, that Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever, then I can trust it all...the known and the unknown, into the hands that have created and redeemed me.  So, regardless of where your journey takes you today, next month, or over the next few years...in whatever direction you look, know that God is there to give you strength and wisdom for the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have been writing, we have crossed into Kentucky.  In a few hours we will be on the campus of The University of Kentucky in Lexington...hallowed ground for Clayton.  We keep mentioning the phrase "out of state tuition," but it hasn't seemed to phase him yet.  Oh well, I guess that is one more tomorrow we will have to leave in the Lord's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2469525015310974956?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2469525015310974956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2469525015310974956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2469525015310974956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-tomorrow.html' title='One More Tomorrow'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5763348854795116382</id><published>2010-08-07T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Driving Lessons...Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>We are adding a new driver in our household.  Clayton has had his permit for several months now and is  taking the "Behind the Wheel" course at Lake Braddock this week.  He appears to have few of his father's bad habits as a driver.  The few times I have had to correct him for something, I have found myself later, more aware of my own mistakes.  One example: a few weeks ago, Clayton approached a stop sign and prepared to stop, only he didn't come to a full stop before making the turn onto the next street.  I reminded him that to fail to come to a complete stop on his driving test, would probably result in failing the test, not to mention the danger that rolling through a stop sign invited under normal driving conditions.  He acknowledged the correction and has done a much better job when approaching stop signs as a result.  A few days after that experience, he was a passenger as I was driving.  We approached a stop sign and as I drove away from the intersection he said, "Dad, you didn't come to a full stop," and he was right.  We smiled at each other as I acknowledged my transgression, and his recognition that the flaws of his father had been exposed once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As parents, we try to teach our children right and wrong, we encourage them to make good choices, and though our words are important, there is no substitute for a good example.  Most of us, as parents, have experienced that uncomfortable moment when forced to address the glaring "gap"  between what we have said and what we have done as our children have observed.  "Caught," we sometimes make excuses for why those rules don't apply to us, or perhaps how the whole thing was just a big misunderstanding...yet, there are times when parents admit before their children that they were wrong...that they fells short...that they (I) should have come to a complete and total stop instead of rolling through the stop sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that I have thought more about my own driving habits since Clayton has started driving.  My driving faults are numerous and I am working to correct them.  Clayton, for his part, is gracious in his recognition of those bad habits...usually acknowledging them with a sly smile, or perhaps a cleared throat as subtle reminders that there is still work to be done.  I suppose such experiences serve as a reminder that each of us is a work in progress.  Whether driving for 37 years or 37 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;we can still learn and improve, no matter what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our faith journey reminds us of this truth every day.  None of us arrive at a place of conclusion this side of heaven, where we know all there is to know or have mastered the truths of Christ-like living to perfection.  There is always more to learn, experience, and share, and oh yes, more correction needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ephesians 4:13, Paul speaks of maturity as the goal of discipleship..."attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ."  Maturity doesn't guarantee perfection, but in matters of faith, it does speak to a growing relationship with Christ that is evident in the things we say and do.  Narrowing the gap between word and action is indeed a worthy goal for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'll be driving with Clayton...hopefully a learning experience for us both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5763348854795116382?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5763348854795116382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/driving-lessonslife-lessons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5763348854795116382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5763348854795116382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/08/driving-lessonslife-lessons.html' title='Driving Lessons...Life Lessons'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7056570219666950037</id><published>2010-06-12T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Looking for God</title><content type='html'>A number of times over the years I have heard someone ask, particularly in the context of grief and anguish, "Where was God when..." and then they finish the question with their particular heartache or uncertainty. These are great questions for they challenge us to think about the Creator as one whose presence among us is assumed and whose action is anticipated. What we miss often in these questions, is the degree of personal bias we bring to our inquiries. What we are often really saying is, "why didn't God act as I thought God should act?" We, like Jonah, seem to presume that we know what is best and therefore, how God should act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sent Jonah to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nineveh&lt;/span&gt;. Most of us know the story of Jonah's fear and of his running away from God. We know of the big fish that swallowed him and then spit him out, and of his relenting to go where God wanted to send him. We forget at times, however, that when God looked with grace upon the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ninevites&lt;/span&gt; and spared them, Jonah became angry with God, ultimately because God did not act as Jonah thought God should act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we still struggle with our understanding of how and why God acts. We, like Jonah, believe at times that we have it all figured out, yet are surprised when God doesn't come through as we would prescribe. "My ways are higher than your ways," God said through the prophet Isaiah, "My thoughts are higher than yours." To hear those words doesn't help us to always understand the action or inaction of God. But perhaps it reminds us that we do not have the last word...that we do not always have the last word...that we are not the center of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was God when...? Trust that God was there and trust that God will continue to be there and at work in the midst of whatever you face. By definition, isn't that what faith requires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7056570219666950037?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7056570219666950037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-for-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7056570219666950037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7056570219666950037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-for-god.html' title='Looking for God'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6600970686532182284</id><published>2010-04-28T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Making the Most of the Upgrade</title><content type='html'>I am writing this entry from my new computer in my office.  It is faster than my old computer, has a much bigger and brighter screen, as well as new programs my old computer did not have.  It is definitely an upgrade.  But I must admit, there are a few things that will take some getting used to.  Now don't get me wrong, I don't want my old computer back, but this upgrade will require some work on my part to learn new applications.  I will be challenged to learn new ways of doing things that will in the long run make me more efficient in the use of this computer.  I could be satisfied with what I had, or step forward to embrace the new and allow it to enhance my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a way of doing new things within us, challenging us to think and act differently as we study scripture and are led by the Spirit to follow the way of Christ.  In some moments we recognize this new path as obviously better than our old ways, yet at other times we find ourselves tempted to return to our old, contented ways.  The apostle Paul said that to be in Christ is to be a new creation and that in Christ, all becomes new.  You and I have the opportunity to live in newness every day, shaking off the contentedness of routine, learning new lessons from Christ that empower us for every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't settle for the familiar routines that limit possibility...embrace the new, accept the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upgrade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that God brings to your life every day through faith in Jesus Christ.  There are wonderful possibilities that lie before you if you are willing to try something new.  Make the most of the upgrade...live in the possibilities before you as offered through the living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Abernathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6600970686532182284?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6600970686532182284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/04/making-most-of-upgrade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6600970686532182284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6600970686532182284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/04/making-most-of-upgrade.html' title='Making the Most of the Upgrade'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1631472299840468486</id><published>2010-02-23T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.269-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>The Car Wash Dilemma</title><content type='html'>The recent snows and their messy, muddy aftermath have left a lot of things looking quite dingy.  My car is one of those dingy things.  I should get it washed, after all, the salt and grime left on the roads has formed layers of dirt that may never come off...or so it seems.  Yes, I should wash the car, but to tell you the truth, it is still so messy on the roads that after a washing, and a few more minutes back on the road, it would be dirty again in a matter of moments.  Maybe I will wait for spring when all the snow has melted road spray from the salt and puddles is gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is that in the spring, there will be enough dirt, mud, and rain on the roads so that washing the car will not last long either and will probably just be a waste of time.  Perhaps in the summer when it is dry and hot, I will wash the car.  Yes, the summer's drought will afford the best opportunity to keep the car clean...except for the dust and dirt that collects on the finish when there is no moisture to sate the earth.  Maybe there's no good time to wash the car.  Maybe it's just not worth the effort when it will just get dirty again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have entered the season of Lent, a time of reflection and repentance as we journey toward the cross.  Seems like just yesterday we were at this same place.  Every year the season of Lent calls us to introspection and confession...to recognize anew our need for forgiveness when confronted with the matchless gift of God's love in Jesus Christ.  In reality, repentance and forgiveness are continual themes for the Christian as every day we recognize our sin and ask God's forgiveness through Jesus Christ.  I suppose, like a dirty car in the middle of winter, we might assume it unnecessary to find cleansing in the forgiving grace of God, after all, we will just sin again.  Yet, unconfessed sin is a barrier to right relationship between God and sinners like me.  Perhaps like a car, there are stains that after a while begin to eat away at the paint and damage the finish if not cleaned.  Continuing to carry the burden of my sin without repentance allows that sin to compromise a vital, empowering faith.  New Testament writer John encourages sinners to be intentional in seeking God's forgiveness, as he writes, &lt;em&gt;"If we are faithful to confess our sins, God is faithful to forgive our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness."&lt;/em&gt;  To ignore that sin is carry the dirt and filth of sin when it could easily be cleansed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will take my car and get it washed right away.  Yes, it will get dirty again, but I must admit that keeping it clean will make a difference to the finish of the car, and probably make me feel better as well.  Confessing my sin and seeking the forgiveness of God regularly, makes a difference in my life as well.  That is a truth for Lent and every season of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-1631472299840468486?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1631472299840468486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/02/car-wash-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1631472299840468486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1631472299840468486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/02/car-wash-dilemma.html' title='The Car Wash Dilemma'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-8823813807086851904</id><published>2010-01-25T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Love in Action</title><content type='html'>In I John 3:18, the wise apostle writes, "Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth."  In other words, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't just talk about love, do it.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We are fairly proficient, particularly in this national capital region, in talking a good game, whether it is a political hot potato, fiscal challenge, or simply a competition between friends. But talking is not the end-all when it comes to exercising significant change...there must also be meaningful action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Testament writer James said that it is not enough to tell a person without a coat to go and be warmed...to truly make a difference one must give the coat that helps keep another warm.  As the old adage says, "actions speak louder than words." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures from Haiti are hard to fathom.  Hundreds of thousands dead, millions homeless or at the very least, displaced by the terrible earthquakes that have ravaged the country.  We might grieve such hardship and mourn such devastating loss of life...to do so is to recognize the need.  But if that is all we do, we have done little more than the disinterested person James describes who did nothing to warm a cold body and soul.  How will we respond to the massive needs in the country of Haiti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Westwood&lt;/span&gt; will do so in at least four ways.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, we pray.  This is not a last resort when nothing else can be done.  Prayer is the first response when there is any need.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, we receive a special offering February 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...indeed, a perfect day for a "love offering."  This offering will be divided among our ministry partners, The Cooperative Baptist Fellowship, and the Baptist World Alliance, who have persons on the ground in Haiti and are working through local congregations there to meet needs.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, in March we will receive medical  and personal hygiene supplies that will be shipped to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ministry&lt;/span&gt; partners there that will be used for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;foreseeable&lt;/span&gt; future&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we hope at some point in the future to send a team to Haiti, though we know that will probably be quite some time before this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love truly love if it does not motivate one to action?  To love others in Jesus' name is to show that love.  I invite you to join the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Westwood&lt;/span&gt; family as we seek to &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; the people of Haiti in word and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-8823813807086851904?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8823813807086851904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-in-action.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8823813807086851904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/8823813807086851904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-in-action.html' title='Love in Action'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-4211926516119191042</id><published>2009-12-30T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:21:30.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>A Starting Place</title><content type='html'>During this season, a great deal of time is spent pondering the future and talking about all that lies ahead, and all that we are going to do to bring meaningful change to our lives and the lives of others around us.  Resolutions are offered as verbal proof of our good intentions.  Sometimes we follow through...sometimes we don't.  In the heat of the moment, the shadow of guilt, or the blazing light of inspiration brought on by the threshold of another new year, it is easy to make resolutions, but the dark, cold days of January have a way of tempering our good intentions, and the momentum of hopeful expression gives way to the deflation brought on by the difficulty of following through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we try to change too much...to so radically change our lives that given our other responsibilities and distractions, our actions simply can't keep pace with our good intentions.  Perhaps there is one thing, one aspect, one characteristic we could focus on and from that one focal point, meaningful change could truly occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, "A new commandment I give you: Love one another.  As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you  love one another."(John 13:34-35, TNIV)  We often speak of impacting the world around us and we think globally, as we should.  But what if we allowed that love to impact our world, beginning right where we live, work, go to school, and worship.  What if, for this new year, we focused on loving others as Christ has commanded.  Would such radical change make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's a starting place for you and me.  Losing weight, managing time more effectively, taking up a new hobby, keeping your room clean...these are all worthy goals, but maybe, just maybe, making the love of Christ the priority for the new year will help you and me put everything in its proper perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the love of Christ be yours to share throughout 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-4211926516119191042?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4211926516119191042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-place.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4211926516119191042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/4211926516119191042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-place.html' title='A Starting Place'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-6503590953554455969</id><published>2009-12-17T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Where Have You Been???</title><content type='html'>Life gets complicated at times.  Distractions are many and some things just don't get done!  Issues and events, expected and unexpected, demand our attention and things we have been doing can be pushed aside or forgotten.  Such is the story of this blog.  I started writing this blog several months ago and have kept it current...until the last month.  I could list the many things that have commanded my attention over the last several weeks, but then you would have to get out your list of complications to compare and we would both wind up whining on each other's shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someone might bring up better time management, or a re-prioritization of  schedule and focus.  Someone might say, "You're doing too much...you need to let go of something."  There is truth in all of these concerns, but I also know that at times, life simply presents you more than you can effectively handle and something slips.   Most of us could manage our time better, but then again, many of us do a pretty good job given the number of dates, events, and life situations we have to handle.  Yes, it is good to occasionally evaluate an re-evaluate our schedules and the way we manage them, but so many of the things that demand our time and effort are important to us and to others.   It is easy to tell another that they should let go of something, but are we willing to let go of those things that are important to us?  Sometimes we just get overwhelmed in the busyness of this 21st century world, and some things just don't get done.  I am not offering an excuse or rationalization here for poor performance.  I am, however, reminding myself, and hopefully you as well, that grace must often be applied in the context of our and other's shortcomings.  To recognize our failures and commit ourselves once more to the tasks before us is to admit our humanness, and to strive toward a better understanding of who we and others are.  And at the heart of this discussion is the One whose grace, mercy, and forgiveness restores and empowers us for the tasks that need to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep a closer eye on this blog, and I hope you will too.   I will also seek to live more fully in the grace, mercy, and forgiveness of the Christ, whose birth we celebrate...and I hope you will too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you know the wonder of God, present within you through the gift of Bethlehem's baby, during this busy and blessed season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-6503590953554455969?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6503590953554455969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6503590953554455969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/6503590953554455969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where Have You Been???'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7289999404037311189</id><published>2009-11-02T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Who is Your Hero???</title><content type='html'>What does it mean to be a hero?  Our society struggles with the concept of heroism, at times conflicted over whether to build our heroes up or tear them down.  The late tennis great, Arthur Ashe, was once quoted on the subject of heroes.  He said, &lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost&lt;/em&gt;.”  To serve, regardless of the cost...now that is an intriguing definition of heroism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;There were many in ancient Palestine who believed that Jesus just might be the hero they had been waiting for.  His words were powerful, his ability to draw large crowds, amazing, his reputation as a miracle worker, captivating...and yet, he was ultimately crucified because he did not turn out to be the hero that many thought he should have been.  Perhaps his words were to blame...words like those found in Matthew 20:26-28; &lt;em&gt;"...whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first must be your slave...just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;To become great, according to Jesus, is to become a servant to others.  That doesn't sound very heroic to a modern world bent on the sensational...enamoured with celebrity, and yet, to serve others selflessly in Jesus' name is to follow the way of Christ, regardless of cost.  &lt;em&gt;"Whoever wants to be my disciple,"&lt;/em&gt; Jesus said, &lt;em&gt;"must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me."&lt;/em&gt;  Perhaps people of faith need to redefine their understanding of heroism.  The kind of heroism Jesus encourages is often tedious, dirty work that might go largely unnoticed, but that doesn't diminish its value....perhaps that is the greatest indicator of a heroic act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The urge to serve others...whatever the cost."&lt;/em&gt;  Ashe's definition is a good one...it finds it greatest example in the servant of all, Jesus the Christ.  As followers of Christ, may we be heroes to others in Jesus' name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jim Abernathy   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7289999404037311189?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7289999404037311189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-is-your-hero.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7289999404037311189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7289999404037311189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-is-your-hero.html' title='Who is Your Hero???'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7635160454470202639</id><published>2009-10-07T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>There's an old Baptist joke that goes something like this: How many Baptists does it take to change a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;light bulb&lt;/span&gt;?  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHANGE!?!?!?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  Now the joke may lose a little something as it makes its way through the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogosphere&lt;/span&gt;, but the idea translates well in most any environment....most of us don't like change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, at the heart of the Christian faith is the undeniable message of change.  In Matthew 18, Jesus said, "...unless you change...you will never enter the kingdom of heaven."  Paul wrote in II Corinthians 5:17 that "if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: the old has gone, the new is here!" (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TNIV&lt;/span&gt;)  To &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt; forgiveness and grace in the living Christ is to find change every day.  Faith calls us out of the ruts that trap us in the predictable patterns of daily living and challenges us to walk along new pathways that are defined by the steps of Christ. As he called his disciples to join him, he said simply, "Follow me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are certainly cautious about change, but apart from it, what a dull world this would be.  As people of faith, our hope is built on the transformation that comes through faith in the risen Christ.  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHANGE!?!?!?!?!?  &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, and thank God for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-7635160454470202639?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7635160454470202639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7635160454470202639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7635160454470202639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5346489604654625941</id><published>2009-09-25T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>An Arlington Afternoon</title><content type='html'>I officiated at a graveside service at Arlington &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cemetery&lt;/span&gt; recently.  To stand in that place and view row after row of marble head stones, representing lives of men and women who have made such sacrifice and offered such willing service to their country is inspiring to say the least.  As the caisson carried the remains, the soldiers marched in step, the guns were fired, and Taps was played, everyone who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;participated&lt;/span&gt; in the moment was reminded of the value of every life and of the call to service that many answer on behalf of their country.  One does not witness such an event without being challenged to realize that life is precious, and that commitment to complete the tasks we are given is vital to the success of a nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us won't visit Arlington &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cemetery&lt;/span&gt; too often, but its hallowed hills quietly remind us when we visit that we are indeed debtors to the sacrificial service of others.  It is a place that reminds us all of the significance of service and the blessing of the freedoms we too often take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't been to Arlington lately, take an afternoon, walk the grounds and witness for your self the sense of reverence and gratitude that are experienced when one finds one's self in such a place.  In doing so you will honor the service and sacrifice of others, and perhaps be challenged to consider anew how you might better serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5346489604654625941?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5346489604654625941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/09/arlington-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5346489604654625941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5346489604654625941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/09/arlington-afternoon.html' title='An Arlington Afternoon'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3738875985415476442</id><published>2009-09-11T03:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>9/11...When Peace Overcomes Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not fret because of evil men..."&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 37:1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The words of the Psalmist seem somewhat naive in this twenty-first century world. There are men and women who do evil things, sometimes in the context of greed and for personal gain; sometimes out of a warped sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;allegiance&lt;/span&gt; to their country or in support of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;particular&lt;/span&gt; ideological perspective; sometimes in the name of religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;September 11 reminds us of evil that has been done for reasons listed above. I had only been at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Westwood&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks, when the events of 9/11 literally exploded before our eyes. I remember the sense of shock that came as we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;listened&lt;/span&gt; to the radio broadcasts in the church office and later watched the painful video replays of those devastating moments. Fear, anger, suspicion, and uncertainty were unwelcome guests as that day unfolded, and one could argue that they still lurk just beneath the surface in many of our minds in anticipation of another such attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;David knew the joy of victory and the terrible sting of personal loss and grief. He wrote in the thirty-seventh Psalm, &lt;em&gt;"Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; do not fret when men succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes. Refrain from anger and turn from wrath; do not fret...it leads only to evil." &lt;/em&gt;In the aftermath of evil acts, one can easily allow the emotions of the moment to overcome, clouding one's perspective...motivating one to act on the darkest expressions of human weakness. But there is another choice. Again, David writes in Psalm 37, &lt;em&gt;"Turn from evil and do good."&lt;/em&gt; These are words that speak of intentional actions that do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; in fits of retaliation, but build in expectation of a better day. This wisdom is summed up in verse 37 of this great Psalm&lt;em&gt;; "...there is a future for the man of peace." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; stood in the pulpit at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Westwood&lt;/span&gt; Baptist Church on the Sunday after 9/11, and preached from this text. The following is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;excerpt&lt;/span&gt; from that sermon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amidst the rubble of broken buildings and broken lives...amidst the austerity of shattered dreams and unfulfilled promise...amidst the painful questions of faith that have no easy answers, again we are reminded that there is a future for the man, the woman, of peace. Understand that this peace is not defined by ceasing hostilities or hushed rhetoric. It is not gained through crushing military victory or hasty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;retaliation&lt;/span&gt;. It is defined by a relationship which empowers a person to face the dangers and uncertainties of this world with confidence and hope. This peace is defined by the One who said, "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give to you, not as the world gives do I give to you, therefore, let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.'"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The message on 9/11/09 is the same as it was in those dark hours of 9/11/01&lt;em&gt;..."Do not fret because of evil men."&lt;/em&gt; May the peace of Christ be with you on this day and every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;JKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3738875985415476442?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3738875985415476442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/09/911when-peace-overcomes-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3738875985415476442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3738875985415476442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/09/911when-peace-overcomes-fear.html' title='9/11...When Peace Overcomes Fear'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3697304172341493415</id><published>2009-08-25T08:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haley Schmitz recently returned from Uganda where she spent several weeks this summer on behalf of Campus Crusade for Christ.  She shared some of her experiences in a recent worship service and at Faith Station with our youth.  Haley spoke of the challenges she and others faced throughout their journey.  These were not the kind of things a travel brochure would include in trying to make a destination sound appealing.  Among them, dysentery, poisonous snakes, large spiders, outdoor toilets, language barriers, limited food choices, etc.  These and other challenges would be more than some would choose to overcome.  I asked Haley, "You knew about these challenges before hand, and you still wanted to go?"  "Yes," she answered.  I then asked her if she would go again, and without hesitation, she once more answered, "Yes."  What drove Haley to go in the first place and I believe will lead her to go again someday is the realization that the needs are so great and that she can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle Paul faced great challenges as he went to faraway places to share the good news of Christ.  In II Corinthians 1:8-9, he writes, "We do not want you to be uniformed about the hardships we suffered in the province of Asia.  We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure, so that we despaired even of life.   But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God..."  For Paul, and for Haley, to go and to share the love of Christ in distant and challenging places was made possible and further empowered by the God who went before them and sustained them on their journeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be facing the extreme challenges that Haley faced in Uganda or that Paul experienced on his missionary journeys, but in the challenges before you and the needs of others that are ever before us, God can empower you for the task, enabling you to make a difference.   Paul wrote, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."  Yes...you can, too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3697304172341493415?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3697304172341493415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/08/haley-schmitz-recently-returned-from.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3697304172341493415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3697304172341493415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/08/haley-schmitz-recently-returned-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3149087330044451154</id><published>2009-08-06T06:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>It Ain't Over Until...</title><content type='html'>My son Clayton and I went to a Nationals game a few nights ago and learned a good lesson.  We are certainly not die-hard fans of the team, however we follow them on occasion and try to get to a few games every season.  We arrived at the park earlier than usual, mainly because it was "T-Shirt Tuesday" and if there is anything a 15 year-old boy needs, it's a new t-shirt!  We settled into our seats and began munching on the Hard Times, Frito Chili Pie we had purchased after entering the stadium. (&lt;em&gt;The baseball may not be the greatest, but the food at Nationals Stadium is indeed a hit!) &lt;/em&gt;Little did we know that the Chili Pie would be the highlight of the game, at least for the first seven and one-half innings.  Marlin pitcher, Jeff Johnson, who came into the game with a 10-2 record, proved why he was the ace of their pitching staff.  After Josh Willingham got a hit in the first inning, the next twenty Nationials batters did not reach first base, while the Marlins scored three times, including a home run by the Marlins pitcher!  It was not the competitive game we had hoped for.  As the seventh inning came to a close, I leaned over to Clayton and said, "If the Nats don't score in the eighth, let's go home."  With disgust he nodded his approval.  To add insult to injury, the Marlins scored again in the eighth inning to go ahead 4-0, and we almost left the ballpark. Then, the most unlikely scenario unfolded...the pitcher who had been unhittable through seven innings suddenly became hittable.  With men on base, Ronnie Belliard, hitting under .200 as a pinch hitter, lined a double to left field and before we knew it, the game was tied.  A few moments later, Adam Dunn came to the plate with a man on base.  He had looked miserable all night, striking out three times.  As he stepped to the plate, the voice of Phil Collins was heard throughout the stadium singing, "I can feel it coming in the air tonight, hold on..."  Sure enough, Adam Dunn felt something different and he slammed a two-run homer that put the Nats ahead for good, 6-4.  Wins have been difficult for the Nats to come by this season, particularly come from behind wins, but there it was, in big, bold numbers on the scoreboard, punctuated by exploding fireworks in the night sky, "Nationals win, 6-4!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest days of World War II, Winston Churchill challenged his countrymen to "never, never, never, never give up!"  There are certainly times in this life when circumstances seem stacked against us, and yet, there is hope.  As Christians, we are resurrection people...people who face life's greatest challenges, even death, with hope because Jesus Christ has overcome.  In the fourteenth chapter of John's gospel, Jesus encourages his disciples as he says, "Don't let your heart be troubled; believe in God, believe also in me."  There is our message of hope, even when all seems hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball can be a teacher of life lessons.  We have not necessarily looked to the Nationals to teach lessons of hope and victory, but maybe last Tuesday night's game is a signal that things are changing...maybe there is hope for the Nats...maybe the old baseball wisdom is true..."it ain't over until it's over!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3149087330044451154?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3149087330044451154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-aint-over-until.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3149087330044451154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3149087330044451154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-aint-over-until.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Over Until...'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2221391403905731630</id><published>2009-07-27T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Postitively, Absolutely...Maybe</title><content type='html'>Who have you been listening to lately?  I try to remain informed about current events by listening to a variety of news and media outlets every day.  Claims are made by the various news organizations that they are balanced, even objective in their approach to reporting the news, but sometimes it is difficult to identify the difference between fact and opinion.  Truth be told, that challenge is true in many areas of life, including our spiritual journey.  Ask a group of Baptists their opinions on a particular subject and you are liable to get quite a few different responses. One of the great principles of our Baptist heritage is the autonomy of the soul, celebrating the freedom of the individual to seek and be led by the Spirit of God.  This soul competency speaks to the accountability of each person, and as a gift from God, is not to be forfeited to or held captive by the viewpoints or interpretations of others.  To do so is to ultimately take one's eyes off of Christ,  chasing after things that are not of eternal significance.  For the follower of Christ, it is Christ first, last, and always...finding there grace, mercy, love, and salvation.  We find ourselves at times debating a great many things, however, that which unites us is not our different ideological, political, or even theological viewpoints...that which unites is Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the words of a beautiful hymn encourage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in his wonderful face, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of his glory and grace.     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The varied opinions we encounter often confuse and confound...one moment speaking with certainty, the next with ambiguity.  Focusing our attention on Christ helps keep other things in their proper perspective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2221391403905731630?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2221391403905731630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/postitively-absolutelymaybe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2221391403905731630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2221391403905731630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/postitively-absolutelymaybe.html' title='Postitively, Absolutely...Maybe'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-146769619500286966</id><published>2009-07-20T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>And That's the Way it is...</title><content type='html'>Two items in the news this past weekend captured my attention. The first was the magnificent play at the British Open in Turnberry, Scotland. The British Open is one of four major tournaments sanctioned by the PGA each year and as a major event, it lived up to its hype, but for reasons far different than anyone would have expected. TW, Tiger Woods, draws attention and crowds whenever he plays, but after two rounds, he was gone, failing to make the cut in a major tournament for only the second time in his career. TW, however, was the story of the Open, only this TW was a 59 year-old American, Tom Watson. That someone other than Tiger Woods wins a major golf tournament is not necessarily surprising, but that a man nearly sixty almost pulled it off is indeed a big story. This TW had won the British Open five times before, so he was not a stranger to winning, but it had been a long time since he had won on the PGA tour. To lead a round at his age was more a novelty, it seemed, than anything else. Greg Norman had done it a year ago at age 53. This, however, was different for this TW led, off and on, Friday, Saturday, and right up to the last hole on Sunday before losing his lead and ultimately the championship to American, Stewart Cink.  When asked if he was surprised at his performance, Watson answered emphatically, no, for he wouldn't have been there, he said, if he hadn't come to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second story of note for me on the weekend was the death of Walter Cronkite, the venerable anchor of the CBS Evening News for more than two decades. As the tributes rolled throughout the weekend, the term used again and again to describe the respected journalist was "integrity." The video clips played and pictures shown during these tributes were obviously dated, but the concept of integrity appeared timeless. The reverence with which some spoke of Cronkite implied an absence of integrity in contemporary journalism, and some might say, in general, the world in which we live. Millions of Americans trusted that when Cronkite said "And that's the way it is..." at the close of the newscast every night, it indeed, truly was as he had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two events may not seem to have a common thread, and yet, in each, I see the human story and the impact of one person's story on many lives. We are at times surprised by the courage and strength of those whose efforts touch our lives, and challenge us as a result to set the bar a little higher for ourselves. One commentator over the weekend said that there were probably many fifty and sixty year-old men hopping off couches to grab their golf clubs and get back into the game as a result of Tom Watson's performance, while others mused that the renewed spotlight on Walter Cronkite's journalistic integrity could be a lesson for a new generation of journalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a person of faith and an ever-interested student of human nature, I thank God for the continuing lessons of life learned from the examples of people like Tom Watson and Walter Cronkite. There is still much to learn and much to live...&lt;em&gt;and that's the way it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-146769619500286966?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/146769619500286966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-thats-way-it-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/146769619500286966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/146769619500286966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-thats-way-it-is.html' title='And That&apos;s the Way it is...'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-1692466776234680850</id><published>2009-07-13T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>The Gift of Yourself</title><content type='html'>I wrote last week about Vacation Bible School and I am still basking in the glow of a wonderful week!  Everything worked together to produce a week that no one involved will soon forget.  The enthusiasm of the children, the dedication of the workers, and yes, the quality of the snacks each day were a blessing indeed.  I marvel every year at the faithful and giving spirit of our VBS workers.  Several take vacation or go into work late each day so they can work with the children.  Others have not had children in their homes for many years, but come back year after year to share Christ's love with these children as if they were their own.  Giving the gift of yourself in service to Christ and others is one of the greatest gifts you can offer.  Investing yourself in the lives of others makes a difference in their lives and in your own.  Seeds were planted last week that will one day bring a spiritual harvest, but without the workers, such a harvest would not be possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who gave so much last week.  Take a moment now, and think about giving the gift of yourself in service to others.  Become a blessing to others through the gift of yourself in the name of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-1692466776234680850?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1692466776234680850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/gift-of-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1692466776234680850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/1692466776234680850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/gift-of-yourself.html' title='The Gift of Yourself'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-7528274734783585100</id><published>2009-07-06T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4YKEhy6O2E/SlJRu2TsaFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AP85j5MsHQQ/s1600-h/100_2897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4YKEhy6O2E/SlJRu2TsaFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AP85j5MsHQQ/s320/100_2897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355432772190890066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Vacation Bible School week at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Westwood&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; is always a great opportunity to share the love of Christ with children.  There is such excitement and enthusiasm as children, youth, and adults gather to celebrate this special week.  I enjoy watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;interactions&lt;/span&gt; between the ages and find there a glimpse of the best of who we are as a church.  When we work together, crossing lines that sometimes divide us, good things happen and God is honored.  That's true of more than just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;.  Together, we share gifts and talents that enrich our fellowship.  Together, we share resources that empower our efforts.  Together, we communicate to the community and world around us the blessing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with the risen Christ.  Together, we make a difference for the kingdom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a great week at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Westwood&lt;/span&gt;.  Seeds will be planted that will bring future growth, new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt; will be established that will have an impact for years to come, and the joy of Christ will be shared by a gathered people that will with God's help, take root and grow both within and without the walls of this church.  Pray for our children, the workers, and all the families touched by the special week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5889946223611696313-7528274734783585100?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7528274734783585100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-vacation-bible-school-week-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7528274734783585100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/7528274734783585100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-vacation-bible-school-week-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4YKEhy6O2E/SlJRu2TsaFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AP85j5MsHQQ/s72-c/100_2897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2625030970501478786</id><published>2009-06-22T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Enough Said</title><content type='html'>I experienced a different Father's Day this year.  My wife Cindy and son Clayton were both out of town, so I spent a rather quiet day with Max and Freddie, our two Schnauzers.  I had received my Father's Day cards and gifts before Cindy and Clayton left town...even Max and Freddie had presented me with cards the day before, so there was really little to do but enjoy what turned out to be a beautiful Sunday afternoon.  There was an invitation to play golf late in the afternoon so I took advantage of the quiet around the house, with Max and Freddie's permission of course, and got in a late round of golf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts turned occasionally as I made my way around the course to the blessings of family.  I consoled myself after a bad shot, and there were several, with the reminder of all that I had to be grateful for.  I thought of my own dad several times, particularly how much I missed him.  Though he died nearly eight years ago, his impact on my life is still felt and his influence still very real.  It was a bittersweet day...content in the realization of blessing, a bit sad in the context of my grief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, the mixture of peace and an aching heart, is the compilation of human emotion and experience that marks every day for many.  We are confronted with all we have and with all we have lost or are in fear of losing.  How do we cope with such paradox?  As a follower of Christ, perspective is gained in the promises of God that have been tested and proven true.  "Do not let your hearts be troubled," Jesus said.  Trust in God, trust also in me."  The writer of Hebrews quotes Jesus, "I will never leave you nor forsake you."  Faith in Christ empowers my living in the midst of life's paradoxes.  He is the rock upon which I build my foundation, even in all that changes around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For life's blessings and challenges, Christ is enough, and that is enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2625030970501478786?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2625030970501478786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/enough-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2625030970501478786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2625030970501478786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/enough-said.html' title='Enough Said'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3002221045151304674</id><published>2009-05-27T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.794-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have just returned from Atlanta, Georgia where I attended the annual Festival of Homiletics. The conference was a part of my sabbatical continuing education and a great opportunity to hear from preachers around the world. One of those preachers was Archbishop Desmond Tutu, whose faithful, compassionate service to the people of South Africa helped bring down the tyranny of apartheid. In his remarks, Bishop Tutu spoke about the role of the church in reaching across geographic, social, and ethnic barriers to love, encourage, and support those who are isolated by oppression. In the early days of Jesus' ministry he spoke of preaching good news to the poor, proclaiming freedom to the captive, and release for the oppressed. These defining characteristics of Jesus' ministry are to be markers of our lives as we live for Christ. Archbishop Tutu's courage, and that of so many others, points to the call of Christ upon all of our lives. Let us be faithful to preach good news, proclaim freedom, and bring release in the name of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3002221045151304674?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3002221045151304674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-just-returned-from-atlanta.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3002221045151304674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3002221045151304674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-just-returned-from-atlanta.html' title=''/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-949541770183523250</id><published>2009-05-20T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>A Pathway Worth Wandering</title><content type='html'>Gary Collins, Christian psychologist and author, wrote a book several years ago whose title grabbed my attention. The book, "Easy Believism," challenged the reader not to take for granted the journey of faith, nor to embrace without genuine consideration the truths of faith that many accept without question. I found the book to be a refreshing challenge in a religious environment that was all too often a stagnant sea of compliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the apostle Paul wrote about working out one's salvation, I don't believe that he meant it was to be done in a vacuum. The tenets of faith are little more than formulaic patterns, unless they become real, thus empowering one to truly live. Jesus spoke of freedom in the context of knowing truth. ("You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you free.") Paul wrote of his burning desire to "know Christ and the power of his resurrection." Faith is a personal journey: to know and be known...to be transformed and to be used of God to transform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving therefore, from easy believism to a thoughtful, thought-provoking faith, is a perilous, but oh-so-rewarding journey. It begins with an open heart and mind, a willingness to listen and learn, and the courage to ask uncomfortable questions...to live in that prickly place between absolute certainty and nagging question. Faith, after all, as the writer of Hebrews says, is "the essence of things not seen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To struggle and strive toward an authentic faith is to wonder as you wander, to step into the unknown believing that God is there, and that together, you walk toward the "knowing" relationship that Paul desired to attain. That is a journey worth taking...a pathway worth wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-949541770183523250?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/949541770183523250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/gary-collins-christian-psychologist-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/949541770183523250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/949541770183523250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/gary-collins-christian-psychologist-and.html' title='A Pathway Worth Wandering'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-398933571201359655</id><published>2009-05-11T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>Nothing But the Bretz!!!</title><content type='html'>Bernard and Emilie Bretz, faithful members of the Westwood family, will celebrate seventy years of marriage this month.  These days, that is a rare accomplishment indeed!  Now Bernie and Emilie are careful to credit the faithfulness of the Lord when they talk about this anniversary, for they believe that God has sustained them through these many years and empowered them to face the physical, emotional, and spiritual challenges that have come their way.  Theirs has not been a life of ease, free from heartache and disappointment, but it has been a journey of faith that has placed Christ at the center of their home, and through seventy years, that has been enough.   Their example serves to remind us all of the significance of placing Christ at the heart of everything we do.  In a world where success is often measured by the tangible treasures of wealth, position, and prestige, Bernie and Emilie remind us that when it comes to the relationships that are so vital to our lives, nothing but the best will do...that is, trusting ourselves and those we love into the very best hands, the hands of God.  With Emilie and Bernie as our examples, perhaps a better turn of the phrase might be, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing but the Bretz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Bernie and Emilie!  God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-398933571201359655?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/398933571201359655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-but-bretz_11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/398933571201359655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/398933571201359655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-but-bretz_11.html' title='Nothing But the Bretz!!!'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-2837459253138956849</id><published>2009-05-05T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>An Ounce of Mother...</title><content type='html'>There is an old Spanish proverb that says, "An ounce of mother is worth a ton of priest." The sentiment speaks volumes to the power of a mother's influence. Many of us are indeed debtors to the women whose love, patience, and wisdom have made such a difference in our lives. We were scrambling at our house this week to purchase and then mail the appropriate gifts for our mothers so they would receive these remembrances in time for Mother's Day. Every year we ponder the particular gift that will arrive in our place since we live so far from our mothers. At best, though always appreciated, these gifts are simple reminders of a love and gratitude too deep to be expressed only by material means. There is no substitute for a loving embrace, a hand held tightly, or the saying of those words that bless a mother's soul..."I love you, mom." So, along with the gift of perfume this year, my mom will receive a card, some flowers, and more important to her and to me, a phone call on Mother's Day. We will review her day, talk about the good time she had at my sister's house with her family in Chattanooga, and then I will try to sum up the blessing that she is to me...but words won't truly tell the story. However, the last thing I will say to her as our Mother's Day conversation comes to a close is, "I love you, mom," and that will be enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-2837459253138956849?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/2837459253138956849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ounce-of-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2837459253138956849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/2837459253138956849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ounce-of-mother.html' title='An Ounce of Mother...'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-3169701848364011387</id><published>2009-04-30T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>More Than We Need to Know</title><content type='html'>There was a picture on the front page of the Post a few days ago of a little boy in Mexico that some believe may have been among the first to contract the Swine Flu, and therefore initiate what appears to be a world-wide pandemic.  The article noted that it was  impossible to know with certainty exactly where and within whom the virus first attacked a human being.  As I read that disclaimer and then looked again at the picture of the little boy, I could not help but wonder at the disservice done to him by the voyeurism of the American media.  As the article continued, the boy's mother lamented the attention being given to her son and the stigma she feared might be placed upon him as a result.  "'I don't have words, I don't have answers,' said (the boy's mother) as she cried under a portrait of Jesus in her living room.  'I feel terrible about all of this, because the people are thinking that this was all my son's fault.  I don't think it is anyone's fault.'"{Washington Post, April 29, Sec. A1}   This story is a tragic reminder of the disservice done to others when they are exploited by stories based on partial or unproven facts.  It is shameful in a Mexican village thousands of miles away and it is shameful in the stories we often tell or listen to in our own circles of influence.  Yes, we need to know important facts about this illness and all that can be done to treat it and prevent its spread.  However, this knowledge does not need to come forward through human exploitation and degradation.  Your thoughts???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Abernathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-3169701848364011387?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3169701848364011387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-than-we-need-to-know.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3169701848364011387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/3169701848364011387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-than-we-need-to-know.html' title='More Than We Need to Know'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5889946223611696313.post-5616505161355090165</id><published>2009-04-24T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:22:31.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor&apos;s notes'/><title type='text'>April 24, 2009</title><content type='html'>This has been a beautiful day, and tomorrow is supposed to be even warmer, perhaps even in the 80's!!!  Can summer be far behind???  The changing seasons are but one reminder of the wonder of God's creation.  The dark and dreary days of winter are giving way to the glory of spring.  I played golf today, and though my score was not what I would have liked, I couldn't be too unhappy, for to spend several hours with friends in the midst of God's greening earth was therapy indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing to enjoy these days?  Some are busy with schedules that have you running nearly every moment...but take a few minutes to step outside, breathe deeply, and look around you.  There is more to experience than your calendar.  Some of you are struggling with health issues, or with caring for a sick family member.  These are difficult days, but look out a window or open an outside door to see and hear how God is at work.  Birds, unlike humans, often sign their most beautiful songs in the morning, and sunsets sometimes color our perspectives with new light.  Some are hesitant about the future and its uncertainties.  But think for a moment as you consider God's beautiful world around you...if God could create such wonders, including yourself, shouldn't you trust that creation, including yourself, into God's hands? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my golf game will get better as the year progresses, but who knows.  The wonder of all that God has made, however, will continue to bless and inspire, regardless of my limitations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy all that God has made and take a moment to let me know what you are enjoying about God's creation during these blessed days of spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Jim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5889946223611696313-5616505161355090165?l=jimabernathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5616505161355090165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-24-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5616505161355090165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5889946223611696313/posts/default/5616505161355090165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jimabernathy.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-24-2009.html' title='April 24, 2009'/><author><name>Jim Abernathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12804809585527629739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNNV0AdtgE4/ToIodSyjFtI/AAAAAAAAABo/nJescbaKYSQ/s220/JIMBlogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
