Thanks to my best friend and pastor, Greg Thompson, we now have a page up for the our youth group at church Team 180. The page is very awesome and talks about who Team 180 is, what we are doing, our mission, and what we are about. Thanks Mr. Greg, the page is very awesome and very cool, thank you for putting it together.
http://nlrteam180.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Christianity
MOST FOLKS THINK CHRISTIANITY IS AN OUTDATED RELIGION. BUT IT TURNS OUT IT IS NEITHER OUTDATED NOR A RELIGION. IT IS SAFE TO SAY THAT WHEN MOST OF US READ THE WORD CHRISTIANITY WE REALLY NEED "RELIGIOUS INSTITUTION," AND A BAD ONE AT THAT. SURPRISINGLY, WHEN THE WORD WAS FIRST COINED IT REFERRED TO SOMETHING MORE SIMPLE AND PROVOCATIVE AND SHOCKING.
FOR STARTERS, JESUS WAS NOT A CHRISTIAN. HE NEVER ASKED ANYONE TO BECOME A CHRISTIAN, NEVER BUILT A STEEPLED BUILDING, NEVER DREW UP A THEOLOGICAL TREATISE, NEVER WORE RELIGIOUS GARMENTS...HE SIMPLY CALLED PEOPLE TO FOLLOW HIM. JESUS ISN'T THE PROUD FOUNDING FATHER OF CHRISTANITY. HE ISN'T EVEN THE PATRON SAINT OF CHRISTIANITY.
DON EVERT AUTHOR OF, "JESUS WITH DIRTY FEET"
FOR STARTERS, JESUS WAS NOT A CHRISTIAN. HE NEVER ASKED ANYONE TO BECOME A CHRISTIAN, NEVER BUILT A STEEPLED BUILDING, NEVER DREW UP A THEOLOGICAL TREATISE, NEVER WORE RELIGIOUS GARMENTS...HE SIMPLY CALLED PEOPLE TO FOLLOW HIM. JESUS ISN'T THE PROUD FOUNDING FATHER OF CHRISTANITY. HE ISN'T EVEN THE PATRON SAINT OF CHRISTIANITY.
DON EVERT AUTHOR OF, "JESUS WITH DIRTY FEET"
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Persecuted for the Gospel
Every day, somewhere in the world, Christians are still being persecuted greatly. Some are cast into prison for preaching the gospel. Some are exiled to labor camps, never to be seen again. And some will pay the ultimate price for their faith and give their lives for the Lord. You might think that this can’t happen to you, not here in the United States of America. Don’t be fooled, it can happen even here.
Judge Roy Moore was the Chief Justice of the Alabama Supreme Court. But because of religious persecution against Christians, he is no longer a member of the Alabama Supreme Court, and there’s a good chance that he will no longer be allowed to practice law at all. Why? It all resulted from his stand for Christ by refusing to remove a statue of the Ten Commandments from a public building in Alabama. The freedom of religion is no longer a freedom for Christians and any of us could face similar persecution anytime that someone wants to come against us for our testimony in Christ.
On April 20, 1999, our nation was shocked by the massacre of high school students at Columbine High School in Littleton, Colorado. Many people believe that the two students who did the shooting were specifically targeting Christians. Not all those killed or injured were Christian but many were.
One eyewitness said, "I saw them shoot a girl because she was praying to God."
It is known as fact that at least three of those targeted for death were devout Christians.
At one point the terrorists asked a roomful of trapped and panicked students if there were any Christians present. One brave young woman named Cassie Bernall, who was only 17, stood and declared her faith in Christ. The killer smiled and then shot her dead. Cassie never expected to die for her faith, but when the time came, that’s what she did.
John Tomlin was a 16-year old who attended church with his family every Sunday. He had recently completed a missions trip into Mexico, witnessing and working for the Lord. He had even helped do build a house for a poor family who had been living in a shack. He was killed because he confessed Christ as his Lord and stood for his belief.
Rachel Scott, only 17, had thought about graduating early to travel with a Christian drama team and become a missionary or work with troubled young people. She let her light shine everywhere she went. On this fateful day, her faith and love for Jesus was recognized, and she was rewarded for her confession of faith with a bullet that took her life. Today she is with the Lord that she loved so much, killed for her testimony in Christ.
A lady in Houston, Texas was ordered by local police to stop handing out gospel tracts to children who knocked on her door during Halloween. Officers informed her that such activity is illegal (not true), and that she would be arrested if she continued.
Raymond Raines, a Pentecostal, was in the 4th Grade. He always bowed his head to say “Grace” before he would eat his lunch. He was told that it was illegal to pray and will placed in detention to force him to stop. He had to go to a private school to escape religious persecution.
Two girls in middle school were told that their Bibles are "garbage." The teacher threw the Bibles into the trashcan, and took the girls to the principal’s office. Three students at the same school had schoolbooks with the Ten Commandments on the covers. School officials threw the book covers into the trash, saying that the Ten Commandments are "hate speech."
A federal judge in Texas ruled that any student who uses the word "Jesus" during the school’s graduation ceremonies would be arrested and sent to jail.
The question is, “How much do you love Jesus? What will you do in the face of persecution?
Judge Roy Moore was the Chief Justice of the Alabama Supreme Court. But because of religious persecution against Christians, he is no longer a member of the Alabama Supreme Court, and there’s a good chance that he will no longer be allowed to practice law at all. Why? It all resulted from his stand for Christ by refusing to remove a statue of the Ten Commandments from a public building in Alabama. The freedom of religion is no longer a freedom for Christians and any of us could face similar persecution anytime that someone wants to come against us for our testimony in Christ.
On April 20, 1999, our nation was shocked by the massacre of high school students at Columbine High School in Littleton, Colorado. Many people believe that the two students who did the shooting were specifically targeting Christians. Not all those killed or injured were Christian but many were.
One eyewitness said, "I saw them shoot a girl because she was praying to God."
It is known as fact that at least three of those targeted for death were devout Christians.
At one point the terrorists asked a roomful of trapped and panicked students if there were any Christians present. One brave young woman named Cassie Bernall, who was only 17, stood and declared her faith in Christ. The killer smiled and then shot her dead. Cassie never expected to die for her faith, but when the time came, that’s what she did.
John Tomlin was a 16-year old who attended church with his family every Sunday. He had recently completed a missions trip into Mexico, witnessing and working for the Lord. He had even helped do build a house for a poor family who had been living in a shack. He was killed because he confessed Christ as his Lord and stood for his belief.
Rachel Scott, only 17, had thought about graduating early to travel with a Christian drama team and become a missionary or work with troubled young people. She let her light shine everywhere she went. On this fateful day, her faith and love for Jesus was recognized, and she was rewarded for her confession of faith with a bullet that took her life. Today she is with the Lord that she loved so much, killed for her testimony in Christ.
A lady in Houston, Texas was ordered by local police to stop handing out gospel tracts to children who knocked on her door during Halloween. Officers informed her that such activity is illegal (not true), and that she would be arrested if she continued.
Raymond Raines, a Pentecostal, was in the 4th Grade. He always bowed his head to say “Grace” before he would eat his lunch. He was told that it was illegal to pray and will placed in detention to force him to stop. He had to go to a private school to escape religious persecution.
Two girls in middle school were told that their Bibles are "garbage." The teacher threw the Bibles into the trashcan, and took the girls to the principal’s office. Three students at the same school had schoolbooks with the Ten Commandments on the covers. School officials threw the book covers into the trash, saying that the Ten Commandments are "hate speech."
A federal judge in Texas ruled that any student who uses the word "Jesus" during the school’s graduation ceremonies would be arrested and sent to jail.
The question is, “How much do you love Jesus? What will you do in the face of persecution?
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Greatest Batter in The World
There is an old story about a happy little boy who went out into the field wearing a baseball cap. In one hand he carried a baseball, & in the other a baseball bat. His face bore a look of tremendous confidence.
Cocking his bat, he tossed the ball into the air, saying, "I’m the greatest batter in the world!" Then he swung & missed. "Strike one," he said.
He picked up the ball, examined it, & then threw it into the air again. As he swung, he repeated, "I’m the greatest batter in the world." Once again he missed. "Strike two," he said. This time, he stopped to examine his bat to make sure there wasn’t a hole in it. Then he picked up the ball, adjusted his cap, & tossed the ball into the air for the 3rd time.
He repeated again, "I’m the greatest batter in the world," & swung with all his might - & missed for the 3rd straight time. "Wow" he cried, "What a pitcher. I’m the greatest pitcher in the world!"
Cocking his bat, he tossed the ball into the air, saying, "I’m the greatest batter in the world!" Then he swung & missed. "Strike one," he said.
He picked up the ball, examined it, & then threw it into the air again. As he swung, he repeated, "I’m the greatest batter in the world." Once again he missed. "Strike two," he said. This time, he stopped to examine his bat to make sure there wasn’t a hole in it. Then he picked up the ball, adjusted his cap, & tossed the ball into the air for the 3rd time.
He repeated again, "I’m the greatest batter in the world," & swung with all his might - & missed for the 3rd straight time. "Wow" he cried, "What a pitcher. I’m the greatest pitcher in the world!"
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Happy Birthday
Today is the birthday of my best friend, pastor, and somebody i look up to and admire Greg Thompson, Happy Birthday Greg. I thank God that me and Greg have crossed paths, every sunday when he preaches his messages touch home and build great hope and exictment in my life. I could not have asked for a better friend, anytime i needed anything, needed help, or advice he is always there to help me on this journey called life. Thank you for all you do and what you have done for me in my life. Happy Birthday Mr. Greg wishing you have a very happy day full of joy and exictment.
Friday, January 4, 2008
biggest fan contest
Well, i knew one day my brother dressing up like a big razorback fan would pay off and it did. My mother and I enter my brother into the Biggest Razorback Fan contest sponsered by the Arkansas Democract Gazette and out of the eight photos posted my brother came in 1st place and won a $100 prize set. I'm so proud of my brother for being the biggest razorback fan in the state of Arkansas, it makes me wanna cry. Who knows i may start dressing up like him on gameday, on second thought probally not.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
You Know Your Getting Older When...
2007 has come and gone by very quickly. Everytime we start a new year i start feeling more and more older, when the new year starts the countdown begins to when i turn another year older because my birthday is in january. so i did some research to find out how do you know when your getting older and here is what i found, do you have any of these problems:
Your joints are more accurate than the National Weather Service.
Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.
Your back goes out more than you do.
The twinkle in your eye is only the reflection of the sun on your bifocals.
You feel like the morning after when you haven't been anywhere the night before.
You finally got your head together, now your body is falling apart.
Your supply of brain cells is finally down to a manageable size.
You wake up with that morning-after feeling and you didn't do anything the night before.
You don't care where your wife goes, just so you don't have to go along.
It takes twice as long to look half as good.
Many of your co-workers were born the same year that you got your last promotion.
People call at 9 PM and ask, "Did I wake you?"
You can live without sex but not without glasses.
The clothes you've put away until they come back in style... have come back in style.
You look forward to a dull evening.
Your mind makes contracts your body can't keep.
The pharmacist has become your new best friend.
There's nothing left to learn the hard way.
You come to the conclusion that your worst enemy is gravity.
You start video taping daytime game shows.
You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.
Your idea of a night out is sitting on the patio.
You look for your glasses for half-an-hour, then find they've been on your head all the time.
You wake up, looking like your driver's license picture.
Happy hour is a nap.
You begin every other sentence with, "Nowadays..."
You constantly talk about the price of gasoline.
You don't remember when your wild oats turned to shredded wheat.
You sing along with the elevator music.
You are proud of your lawn mower.
You wonder how you could be over the hill when you don't remember being on top of it.
Getting lucky means you find your car in the parking lot.
The little gray-haired lady you help across the street is your wife.
Your idea of weight lifting is standing up.
Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.
Your ears are hairier than your head.
You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.
It takes longer to rest than it did to get tired.
You talk about "good grass" and you're referring to someone's lawn.
The end of your tie doesn't come anywhere near the top of your pants.
You give up all your bad habits and you still don't feel good.
Your childhood toys are now in a museum.
You can't remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch television.
You confuse having a clear conscience with having a bad memory.
You frequently find yourself telling people what a loaf of bread USED to cost.
You know all the answers, but nobody asks you the questions.
You enjoy hearing about other people's operations.
You got cable for the weather channel. Old Folks MTV!
Your new easy chair has more options than your car.
Your little black book only contains names ending in M.D.
Everything hurts and what doesn't hurt, doesn't work.
You find yourself beginning to like accordion music.
You have too much room in the house and not enough in the medicine cabinet.
You get into a heated argument about pension plans.
"Getting a little action" means you don't need to take a laxative.
Conversations with people your own age often turn into "dueling ailments."
You buy a compass for the dash of your car.
You take a metal detector to the beach.
The car that you bought brand new becomes an antique.
You are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.
You realize that caution is the only thing you care to exercise.
You don't remember being absentminded.
You have more patience; but actually, it's just that you don't care any more.
Your memory is shorter and your complaining is longer.
Your drugs of preference are now vitamins.
You tip more and carry less.
You read more and remember less.
You get propositioned by AARP.
Younger women start opening doors for you.
You begin to become invisible in the dating and mating game.
The highway patrol sigh or shake their heads but don't give you a ticket.
You scout for a warmer place to spend the long, cold winters.
You are no longer 'promising'.
Younger men ask you for advice.
You work on your short game.
Youthful injuries return with a vengeance.
Youthful indiscretions harden into bad habits.
You shop for health insurance the way you once shopped for a new car.
Your medical expenses go up 50%.
A 'late night' now ends at 11 pm.
You learn where your prostrate is.
You develop a knack for wearing hats.
Its sad but i fall into a few of these catagories, guess it proves i am getting older, just as long i dont lose my hair and grow a big gut i will be okay!!!
Your joints are more accurate than the National Weather Service.
Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.
Your back goes out more than you do.
The twinkle in your eye is only the reflection of the sun on your bifocals.
You feel like the morning after when you haven't been anywhere the night before.
You finally got your head together, now your body is falling apart.
Your supply of brain cells is finally down to a manageable size.
You wake up with that morning-after feeling and you didn't do anything the night before.
You don't care where your wife goes, just so you don't have to go along.
It takes twice as long to look half as good.
Many of your co-workers were born the same year that you got your last promotion.
People call at 9 PM and ask, "Did I wake you?"
You can live without sex but not without glasses.
The clothes you've put away until they come back in style... have come back in style.
You look forward to a dull evening.
Your mind makes contracts your body can't keep.
The pharmacist has become your new best friend.
There's nothing left to learn the hard way.
You come to the conclusion that your worst enemy is gravity.
You start video taping daytime game shows.
You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.
Your idea of a night out is sitting on the patio.
You look for your glasses for half-an-hour, then find they've been on your head all the time.
You wake up, looking like your driver's license picture.
Happy hour is a nap.
You begin every other sentence with, "Nowadays..."
You constantly talk about the price of gasoline.
You don't remember when your wild oats turned to shredded wheat.
You sing along with the elevator music.
You are proud of your lawn mower.
You wonder how you could be over the hill when you don't remember being on top of it.
Getting lucky means you find your car in the parking lot.
The little gray-haired lady you help across the street is your wife.
Your idea of weight lifting is standing up.
Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.
Your ears are hairier than your head.
You have a party and the neighbors don't even realize it.
It takes longer to rest than it did to get tired.
You talk about "good grass" and you're referring to someone's lawn.
The end of your tie doesn't come anywhere near the top of your pants.
You give up all your bad habits and you still don't feel good.
Your childhood toys are now in a museum.
You can't remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch television.
You confuse having a clear conscience with having a bad memory.
You frequently find yourself telling people what a loaf of bread USED to cost.
You know all the answers, but nobody asks you the questions.
You enjoy hearing about other people's operations.
You got cable for the weather channel. Old Folks MTV!
Your new easy chair has more options than your car.
Your little black book only contains names ending in M.D.
Everything hurts and what doesn't hurt, doesn't work.
You find yourself beginning to like accordion music.
You have too much room in the house and not enough in the medicine cabinet.
You get into a heated argument about pension plans.
"Getting a little action" means you don't need to take a laxative.
Conversations with people your own age often turn into "dueling ailments."
You buy a compass for the dash of your car.
You take a metal detector to the beach.
The car that you bought brand new becomes an antique.
You are cautioned to slow down by the doctor instead of by the police.
You realize that caution is the only thing you care to exercise.
You don't remember being absentminded.
You have more patience; but actually, it's just that you don't care any more.
Your memory is shorter and your complaining is longer.
Your drugs of preference are now vitamins.
You tip more and carry less.
You read more and remember less.
You get propositioned by AARP.
Younger women start opening doors for you.
You begin to become invisible in the dating and mating game.
The highway patrol sigh or shake their heads but don't give you a ticket.
You scout for a warmer place to spend the long, cold winters.
You are no longer 'promising'.
Younger men ask you for advice.
You work on your short game.
Youthful injuries return with a vengeance.
Youthful indiscretions harden into bad habits.
You shop for health insurance the way you once shopped for a new car.
Your medical expenses go up 50%.
A 'late night' now ends at 11 pm.
You learn where your prostrate is.
You develop a knack for wearing hats.
Its sad but i fall into a few of these catagories, guess it proves i am getting older, just as long i dont lose my hair and grow a big gut i will be okay!!!
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