<?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-3817855446559903092</id><updated>2012-01-05T13:42:27.342-05:00</updated><category term='reminder'/><category term='Summer Reflections'/><category term='Fathers&apos; Day'/><category term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><category term='Baptism'/><category term='1'/><category term='Jan Cox'/><category term='The Forgotten Path'/><category term='time change'/><category term='community'/><category term='Haiti Team'/><category term='Compassion Ministry'/><category term='Holy Week Devotional'/><category term='Weekend Series'/><category term='000 stories'/><category term='SOHK'/><category term='Extension Min'/><category term='My Dad Rocks'/><title type='text'>cypressmeadows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1593709772890594309</id><published>2011-06-19T08:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:41:41.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Nakuru (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 29 hours of riding on and waiting for planes, trains and automobiles...Jacque, our daughter Bethany and I arrived at Springs of Hope Kenya this last Tuesday night. A little weary and stiff but no worse off for the wear of travel. We are still adjusting to the seven hour forward jump in time but that too shall pass...just about when we board a plane for the return trip home I'm sure!&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are spending two weeks with our partners here and Bethany is with us on her "senior trip" graduation present. I marvel again at what a beautiful place SOHK is both as a facility and more importantly as a sanctuary for some 30 children who have been orphaned by the horrid disease of HIV/AIDS. This place is a sanctuary for me as much as it is for these kids. For in this world where evil seems to triumph far too often, SOHK is evidence that gates of hell shall not prevail...evidence that we can bring a little heaven to earth. The worth of this orphanage is far greater than the number of children we rescue...for sometimes I think we rescue ourselves in the process as well. And to that end SOHK is more than a place, it is a place of hope. Keep us in your prayers...we want to serve the leaders and staff of this ministry well. There are times when I think one of the best ways to serve God is to serve His children.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cypress you will be served well with the teachings the next two Sundays.&amp;nbsp;Chuck Deitch our director of family life ministries will teach this weekend and one of our favorite ex-Cypress employees Jan Cox will have the teaching baton the following weekend.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas (A.K.A. "The Mzungu Pastor")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1593709772890594309?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1593709772890594309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1593709772890594309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1593709772890594309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1593709772890594309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/06/greetings-from-nakuru-from-douglas.html' title='Greetings from Nakuru (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-958525326335201473</id><published>2011-06-14T16:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T16:48:50.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOHK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compassion Ministry'/><title type='text'>Connecting Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #500050; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in Nakuru next month, our Kenya Mission Team will be doing a community outreach with a "story" theme and connecting the stories of kids at Springs of Hope and Cypress Meadows Community Church. See how you &amp;amp; your kids can be a part of this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: #500050;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cypressmeadows.org/blog/kenya/2011/06/14/making-his-story/" style="color: #1c51a8;" target="_blank"&gt;http://cypressmeadows.org/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;blog/kenya/2011/06/14/making-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;his-story/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-958525326335201473?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/958525326335201473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=958525326335201473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/958525326335201473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/958525326335201473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/06/connecting-worlds.html' title='Connecting Worlds'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-8235392762597434685</id><published>2011-06-14T16:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T16:47:30.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cosmic Switch (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;“There are times when life throws a cosmic switch that moves the tracks beneath us...hurling our lives headlong in a new and uncertain direction. Of these times three things are certain: It’s best we don’t know what’s ahead. We can never go back. God and His grace will sustain us.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Yesterday I sent these words to a friend whose life has just been set on a new course that is not of their choosing. &amp;nbsp;Their future looks...different and a little uncertain. The bridge to the past has been burnt down. But their one constant, their one hope, their ballast...is God and His grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I decided to send this out to you today as well because...life seems to be no respecter or persons and maybe just maybe the tracks beneath you have just shifted and you are being sent in a new and uncertain direction that is not of your choosing. If so, you are not alone...and you are not forsaken. I don’t know what it is, how deep it hurts or how unjust the whole deal seems. I just know: It’s best we don’t know what’s ahead. We can never go back. God and His grace will sustain us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;If this is not for you...maybe it is for someone you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Okay a quick word about this weekend. It’s baptism weekend at Cypress this weekend. Don’t miss it. Let me say that again..don’t miss it! Saturday night at 6; Sunday at 9:15 or 11. We get to break in the new dock and deck!! Woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;On Monday Jacque and I head to Kenya for a couple of weeks of working with our partners at Springs of Hope. Prayers appreciated. I’ll do my best to send you my Friday e-note and keep you up-dated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&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/3817855446559903092-8235392762597434685?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8235392762597434685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=8235392762597434685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/8235392762597434685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/8235392762597434685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/06/cosmic-switch-from-douglas-poole.html' title='A Cosmic Switch (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4575084833839449389</id><published>2011-06-03T16:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:09:44.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Three-O (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It seemed a little surreal to me as I drove onto the Cypress campus this morning...30 years. Not all that many people get the privilege of throwing themselves everyday into the vision that they believe in to the core of their being. Fewer still get to do it with co-laborers that feel more like family than colleagues. And how many get to do it for the substantial part of their adult life? Jacque and I truly feel like the most blessed people on the planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This Sunday night we all get to celebrate the One behind the whole thing...our Lord. Our creative team has outdone themselves in coming up with a way to honor God for His transforming power in the lives of so many people for so many years. We will all laugh at pictures of our founders with shaggy hair, old school glasses and vintage 80’s attire. We will be stirred to our soul by some ‘Yea God’ stories. And Dr. Hap Arnold, the chiropractor who started a bible study that eventually led to the launching of Cypress Meadows is driving over from Orlando to make a cameo appearance. Whatever you do...whatever you do...please don’t miss this moment and milestone in the history of our church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Sunday 5:30 PM, Countryside High School Auditorium.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Reminder: This will be the only service this weekend. No services on Saturday night or Sunday morning.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Let me wrap this up by simply saying that 30 years ago I had a vision, hopes and dreams to be a part of building a prevailing church that would see a steady stream of lives transformed by God’s amazing grace. This morning I fell to my knees to thank God for the sheer outrageous grace of heaven that has so exceeded what a wretch like me deserves and turned vision into reality. Yea God! Yea God! Yea God! I hope sometime this Anniversary weekend you will find a quiet place to spend a few moments thanking God for including you as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Happy 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4575084833839449389?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4575084833839449389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4575084833839449389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4575084833839449389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4575084833839449389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/06/big-three-o-from-douglas-poole.html' title='The Big Three-O (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2206523143257678940</id><published>2011-05-29T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T07:17:02.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bethany's Dad (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I am standing in the middle of a pile of memories today that have flooded my heart and mind with an odd mix of emotions. Today is the last day of High School for the last child in our family...Bethany. Some of you have been where I am now and you know what I’m talking about don’t you...to you I would ask: celebrate and soul sigh with me. Others of you see a lot of runway ahead of you before this day arrives on your calendar...to you I would say what my prayer partner, Art, once said to me: “The days go by slow, the years go by fast” so capture every memory you can. And boy oh boy was Art ever right in that advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Next week she will walk across a stage, receive a diploma and go on to her next adventure in life. Next week I will bask in Fatherly pride of the wonderful young woman who has somehow managed to give her dad a few gray hairs yet keep him young at the same time. I will wonder where did the years go, she will marvel at how long it took to get to this moment. But we both will celebrate this milestone and thank God we got to do it together. Am I a blessed man or what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This weekend all of Cypress will stand together in the memory of a Savior who went to a bloody cross on our behalf as we come to the communion table. Don’t&amp;nbsp; miss it. We will also wrap up the “Best Question Ever” series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Then the following weekend Cypress celebrates the big three-0. Talk about memories...man this just isn’t fair to put all this in one week...for crying out loud somebody throw a flag for emotional piling on here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Bethany’s Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;(A.K.A.: Sarah...Jonathan...Michael’s Dad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2206523143257678940?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2206523143257678940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2206523143257678940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2206523143257678940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2206523143257678940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/05/bethanys-dad-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Bethany&apos;s Dad (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3254128702229664091</id><published>2011-05-20T08:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T08:08:45.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is tomorrow really the end of the world? (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you knew this week was your last one on this planet...what would you&amp;nbsp;do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is a group of people out there who are convinced it all ends&amp;nbsp;tomorrow....like around 4 PM EDT. Maybe you have been following the latest&amp;nbsp;predictions being made by a guy who made the same projection back in the&amp;nbsp;90's...but he is really really sure this time. (Wonder if he is sure enough&amp;nbsp;to write a check to Springs of Hope Kenya today since he won't be needing&amp;nbsp;his money tomorrow?) Anyway what would you do if you knew this week was your&amp;nbsp;last one on this planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking over my shoulder on the last 6 days...I think I'd pretty much do&amp;nbsp;what I did. I went to Haiti and got to hold a couple of little orphaned kids&amp;nbsp;in my arms as we rocked back and forth in a chair...did a little ground work&amp;nbsp;which will result in 300 children getting the game changing opportunity of&amp;nbsp;an education and took the next step in securing micro business loans for&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;some people who will get the chance to chase their dream of a real job. I&amp;nbsp;got to watch a grand daughter and future thespian perform in her year end&amp;nbsp;pre-school program (she was a dancing lioness). I got to spend some extended&amp;nbsp;time with a guy who is a true and trusted friend. I sat with my family&amp;nbsp;around a table and we shared in a meal and each others lives. I got to walk&amp;nbsp;along the shore of upper Tampa Bay holding hands with the woman who has held&amp;nbsp;me in her heart for 30 plus years. I worked on the services for this weekend&amp;nbsp;at Cypress...the June 5 Cypress 30th celebration...and got ready for the&amp;nbsp;next candidate for the student ministry job who will be with us this&amp;nbsp;weekend. But I didn't get a sail in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow it all ends (don't bet on it since Jesus said no one knows the&amp;nbsp;day nor the hour) I have no regrets about the last week...except maybe the&amp;nbsp;"no sail" part. That said, maybe if any good comes out of this latest self&amp;nbsp;appointed prophet making yet another false prophecy...it is a reminder that&amp;nbsp;we should live wisely everyday since known of us ever know which day will be&amp;nbsp;our last day. How you spend your days is how you spend your life...spend&amp;nbsp;them wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I'm planning on being with the Cypress family at one of our three&amp;nbsp;services this weekend...and I'd highly recommend the same to you. We will be&amp;nbsp;in part four of the greatest question ever and I can't wait to pass on to&amp;nbsp;you what I think is flat out the #1 lesson I have learned in my personal&amp;nbsp;study of the Book of Proverbs over the last five months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you Saturday night or Sunday morning...really...if not, it will be&amp;nbsp;because I met my maker in some way other than as a result of a dooms day&amp;nbsp;rapture theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who is living for today but with plans for the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-3254128702229664091?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3254128702229664091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3254128702229664091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3254128702229664091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3254128702229664091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/05/is-tomorrow-really-end-of-world-from.html' title='Is tomorrow really the end of the world? (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3381120800215347069</id><published>2011-05-15T07:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:21:53.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I find a rope or lose my horse? (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ever hear the saying: “I’m so busy...I don’t know if I found a rope or lost my horse”. Ever felt that way...sure you have? Well welcome to Cypress world this week. This weekend we have an Orange X-plosion family night on Friday. Saturday brings a half day meeting of the Governing Board, a church service, the Kenya trip fund raiser and oh did I mention that a candidate for the student ministry staff position will be with us as well. Sunday is just the usual two morning worship services and student ministry that night. And lest I forget we are in full prep mode for the 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;Celebration on June 5. As if that is not enough, personally my daughter, Bethany has her Senior Prom on Saturday and I leave for Haiti early thirty Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So this rope I’m holding...did I find it or lose a horse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It’s a really good thing I am surrounded by and work with some really smart and capable staff and volunteers who do the heavy lifting on all this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;My prayer mantra as I head into this weekend is...”fully present, fully engaged”. I want to be fully present with the people around me and fully engaged in everything I’m doing. “Fully present, fully engaged”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Just two quick things and I’ve got to go back to solving the mystery of this rope I’m holding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The service for the 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cypress Yea God Celebration is shaping up to be a powerhouse. In a recent planning session for the event, everyone around the table had a moment where God’s Spirit moved close enough to us that we all got goose bumps. Don’t, and I repeat, Don’t miss it! Sunday June 5, 5:30 at Countryside High School auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Support the “Meadowers” going to Kenya this summer by attending the chili cook-off and auction after the Saturday night church service. You can view items to be auctioned at:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cypressmeadows.org/blog/kenya/2011/05/11/auction-items-saturday-chili-cook-off-and-auction/" style="color: #1c51a8;" target="_blank"&gt;http://cypressmeadows.org/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;blog/kenya/2011/05/11/auction-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;items-saturday-chili-cook-off-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;and-auction/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy holding a rope and mumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&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/3817855446559903092-3381120800215347069?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3381120800215347069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3381120800215347069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3381120800215347069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3381120800215347069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/05/did-i-find-rope-or-lose-my-horse-from.html' title='Did I find a rope or lose my horse? (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7430931347306023722</id><published>2011-05-11T12:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T12:01:21.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust Your Horse (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Anybody going through one of life’s transitions these days? Well we certainly are in a season of transition at Cypress...two well-liked staff members, Chris and Jan Cox, are moving out of vocational ministry and into the marketplace...we are also fast approaching our 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;anniversary together at Cypress and continue to morph in our ministry. Let’s just come out and say it, transitions can leave you feeling a bit off balance and a tad uncertain can’t they? What will Cypress look like next year at this time? Who will be leading our students and who will be leading us in worship? I don’t know that I want all this change? Will I like the end result of all this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I’m reminded of the words my Father-in-law once said to me as we were riding horses on a very narrow trail next to a couple thousand foot drop, high up on a Montana mountain. “Trust your horse” he told me, “She doesn’t want to fall anymore than you do.” I was on an experienced mare who had walked this trail more than once and since she didn’t seem to be suffering from depression and since she had a boy friend back at the barn...I reasoned she had reason to want to live too! So I relaxed, eased off the reins, enjoyed the crazy beautiful view and trusted my horse. Now that I am older, and have a few of both life and ministry transitions under my belt...what my Father-in-law said about the horse I say about our Lord. His power is unlimited. His presence is ever near. His plans for us are to give us a hope and a future. So “Trust your Lord...He doesn’t want you to fall anymore than you do.” Really. This transition you are facing in your life and your church may be new to you...but not to Him. He has walked this way countless times before. He will see you and He will see us through. “Trust your horse”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;That said, let me give you a quick update. We have a couple of candidates for the director of student ministry position who will be with us the weekends of May 15 and 22. (More than 150 people have applied for the job). Jan’s last day on the clock will be Sunday May 29. Staff member Chuck Deitch and a team of more than capable volunteers will make sure everything and everyone is taken care of during the transition. Next transition...worship leader. Next party...’Yea God for 30 Years Celebration’ June 5, 5:30 PM, Countryside High School Auditorium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;“Trust your horse...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;PS&amp;nbsp; See you this weekend for Part 2 of “ The Best Question Ever”&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/3817855446559903092-7430931347306023722?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7430931347306023722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7430931347306023722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7430931347306023722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7430931347306023722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/05/trust-your-horse-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Trust Your Horse (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5648281711909022075</id><published>2011-04-21T16:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:34:21.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes I stagger under the weight of God’s amazing love for a wretch like me. Sometimes&amp;nbsp; my mind reels at the thought of my God dying for me. Sometimes hope explodes in my spirit. This upcoming weekend is one of those ‘sometimes’. Tomorrow is Good Friday...Sunday is Easter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I hope you will join me at the Cypress observances of Good Friday and Easter. Good Friday is an intimate, quiet and personal time of reflection on Christ’s great sacrifice of love on the cross for us by partaking of communion. (Just show up at any time during one of the three blocks of the day: 7-9; 11-1; or 5:30-7:30).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Easter Celebration &amp;nbsp;will be just that...unleashed joy coupled with untamed grace. This will be the 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Easter teaching I have given as a Pastor and I can’t remember any other Easter teaching I have been this amped to deliver and this sure that a God-thing is about to happen. If you have people in your relational world that you want to introduce to your Jesus...do anything short of sin to get them here! Really! (Pray that I may be clear...bold...and spilling over with God’s favor.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All of earth couldn’t stop Him from going to the cross. All of hell couldn’t keep Him in the grave. All of heaven rejoices at a resurrected Savior. And may all of Cypress honor Him this weekend. Come to His table...honor the one who died for you. Come to a Saturday night or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sunday morning Easter Service. Bring others with you...He is risen...He is risen indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;PS. Bring your Haiti H20 offerings from lent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5648281711909022075?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5648281711909022075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5648281711909022075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5648281711909022075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5648281711909022075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Sometimes (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4116412323643348855</id><published>2011-04-15T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:52:33.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Week Devotional'/><title type='text'>Holy Week Devotionals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5v1_A3sBeEc/TakDp3yZWHI/AAAAAAAAALI/oaQQn2jcgvM/s1600/iStock_000012178204XSmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5v1_A3sBeEc/TakDp3yZWHI/AAAAAAAAALI/oaQQn2jcgvM/s200/iStock_000012178204XSmall.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During Holy Week use the following reading plans to prepare your heart for Good Friday and Easter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Events of Holy Week Reading Plan&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2026:1-16&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 26:1-16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2026:17-35&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 26:17-35&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2026:36-56&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 26:36-56&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2026:57-75&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 26:57-75&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2027:1-66&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 27:1-66&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2028:1-20&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 28:1-20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional reading plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youversion.com/reading-plans/words-of-jesus-during-passion-week"&gt;Words of Jesus During Passion Week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/holidays/easter/features/activities.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Activities for Holy Week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4116412323643348855?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4116412323643348855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4116412323643348855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4116412323643348855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4116412323643348855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/04/holy-week-devotionals.html' title='Holy Week Devotionals'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5v1_A3sBeEc/TakDp3yZWHI/AAAAAAAAALI/oaQQn2jcgvM/s72-c/iStock_000012178204XSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7479683348814948201</id><published>2011-04-09T17:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:06:57.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Deal (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“I want to do something crazy big for God!”...so someone outside of Cypress began a conversation with me recently. Now I love it when people want to make their one and only life count and I love it when people are willing to trust God for big things in this life...as long as that desire is tethered to some action. Otherwise, it’s just some kind of spiritual sounding talk. So I pressed them as to what that ‘crazy big’ thing for God is...to which I was told “I don’t know yet”. I pressed further, asking what they are currently involved in doing for God...to which I heard “Well nothing yet, I’m waiting on God to reveal my crazy big thing then I’m all in”.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How would you have responded to this person?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I encouraged them to keep listening for heaven’s voice, start searching out different things God is doing in this world but to also be sure to do the next right thing big or small. I mentioned the words of Mother Teresa who once said: “Don’t look for big things, just do small things with great love...the smaller the thing, the greater must be our love.” I think she did something crazy big for God by simply doing small things with great love...wouldn’t you agree?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Does this world need more people with an audacious faith...yes! Should you trust God for things which are impossible for you...absolutely! This world desperately needs people like that. Just don’t forget to also do the small things that often go unnoticed or unrewarded this side of heaven. And do them with great love. At the end of the day how would you rather be remembered...as someone who did a big crazy deal or someone who had a big crazy love for God and others? Both preferably right? But if I had to choose between the two... it’s big crazy love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I close by asking you to do something with great love for someone outside your family, friends or church. And in the process extend them an invitation to attend one of the Cypress Easter services  (April 23,24) where we will talk about the big crazy love of God that caused Him to do a big crazy thing for us through His Son Jesus. You tell me what’s bigger than a life and eternal soul experiencing God’s saving grace? The weekend after Easter we launch into a series called ‘The Best Question Ever’...a really great series for people looking to lead a bigger, more loving life!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7479683348814948201?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7479683348814948201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7479683348814948201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7479683348814948201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7479683348814948201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-deal-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Big Deal (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6945854089720139030</id><published>2011-03-22T08:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:18:20.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brush off the cobwebs (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got any dreams worth pursuing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today a friend of mine will get to hold in her hands a certificate which represents the fulfillment of a dream that God has written into her heart...and I couldn't be more excited for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most pursuits she has had to persevere and overcome obstacles and challenges along the way. Dreams truly worth chasing are rarely ever a layup, right? And if they are noble dreams then nobody could ever convince us it wasn't worth it all when we finally catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder if there are any dreams worth pursuing that I have allowed busyness or difficulties or discouragement to back burner or shelve...that I might one day look back on and regret. Sometimes I think some of the biggest regrets some of us will have 10 years from now will be over things we didn't do rather than over things we did do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I read the book ONE.LIFE by Scot McKnight and in it he says this: "God's will and what you dream about in your deepest dreams line up so well, you can usually chase your dreams and you will more often than not find God's will." How cool is that...but...if that is so, then doesn't that mean we have a responsibility to dial into our deepest dreams and pursue them? It almost sounds like a God-thing doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me ask you...any dreams you need to take off the shelf, brush  away the cobwebs and start chasing again? Any dreams that never made it to the front burner that should have? If it is truly a dream put into your heart by God...well then what are you waiting on? Run that dream by a trusted and mature Christ follower and if you get some affirmation...then chase for all you are worth. Who knows it may just be what God created you to do in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you Saturday night or Sunday morning for part two of our series on growing your faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6945854089720139030?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6945854089720139030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6945854089720139030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6945854089720139030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6945854089720139030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/03/brush-off-cobwebs-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Brush off the cobwebs (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4903946774995459826</id><published>2011-03-09T14:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T14:33:41.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='000 stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1'/><title type='text'>1,000 Stories of Faith, Hope and Love</title><content type='html'>Kay's Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Va-r-vBZbR4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4903946774995459826?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4903946774995459826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4903946774995459826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4903946774995459826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4903946774995459826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/03/1000-stories-of-faith-hope-and-love_09.html' title='1,000 Stories of Faith, Hope and Love'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Va-r-vBZbR4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7980178139818742052</id><published>2011-03-08T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:26:42.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She had me with a smile... (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had me with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my daughter Sarah and 15 month old granddaughter Lillian stopped by for a few minutes just to make my day. It has been a week where more than a few people have unpacked some of life's very real challenges with very real consequences on me. Heavy stuff...I didn't realize just how heavy it had gotten until little Lillian peaked at me through the slats of a chair and then her eyes lit up as her face exploded in a smile. The joy and love she communicated with that smile...rolled over me like a tsunami and washed away a lot of junk my shoulders had been carrying. Powerful little smile wouldn't you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me to thinking. Want to make some people's day while at the same time mess with the minds of a few others? Smile. Really...just smile at people today. Be an indiscriminate smiler and you will bring some joy to a few people whose hearts are so heavy or so sad or so lonely that they haven't experienced this kind of grace in way too long. You may just be the one bright spot in an otherwise bleak day or week or month for them. And of course a few will treat you will suspicion, smile anyway...and let "em" wonder what you are up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Mother Teresa who once said: "Every time you smile at someone it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you want to know a great thing about it...won't cost you a dime. Now that is a gift to smile about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you this weekend, Saturday or Sunday as we finish up our mini-series "Compelled"...I’ll be the guy smiling and holding open the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7980178139818742052?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7980178139818742052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7980178139818742052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7980178139818742052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7980178139818742052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-had-me-with-smile-from-douglas.html' title='She had me with a smile... (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2216146145789519897</id><published>2011-03-03T13:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:19:21.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='000 stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1'/><title type='text'>1,000 Stories of Faith, Hope and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a3RtQk5Fm40" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2216146145789519897?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2216146145789519897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2216146145789519897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2216146145789519897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2216146145789519897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/03/1000-stories-of-faith-hope-and-love.html' title='1,000 Stories of Faith, Hope and Love'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a3RtQk5Fm40/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6772555993738119697</id><published>2011-02-26T15:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:58:43.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marching Orders (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;“Get up...suit up...show up...give it your best...and leave the results to me.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Last fall I got away for a few days of silence and solitude. Just me and the Lord. I had some teaching prep materials with me and a couple of books to read but more than anything I was in need of a word from heaven. (I’m one of those people who really believes that when Christ-followers turn an ear toward heaven, God gives discerning whispers, nudges in our spirit or prompting that guide...encourage...correct...challenge or give assignments that bring so much purpose and meaning to our lives.) When that whisper came, it was so not what I was expecting. I wanted an insight that would bring an overnight breakthrough on something that seemed stuck and unchangeable. What I heard was these marching orders: “Get up...suit up...show up...give it your best...and leave the results to me.” H-m-m-m-m&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This week I spoke at a whole school assembly on a college campus. I almost didn’t agree when the call came in a few weeks ago and I almost sent Jan Cox, our Director of Student ministries, last minute to speak on my behalf...but when I prayed about it any guesses what I heard? Yep: “Get up...suit up...show up...give it your best...and leave the results to me”. So I did just that and boy oh boy am I ever glad I did. The students connected with what I was saying at a level way deeper than I anticipated. So much so, I spent over an hour after the gathering in conversations with students who were wanting a few moments of time to talk. I drove off shaking my head in amazement of a God who gives promptings to a rank and file Pastor like me...and amazement of what happens when we simply respond to His whispers.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anybody besides me realize how desperately we need to hear whispers from heaven? In writing this I just got inspired to revisit the book “The Power of a Whisper” by Bill Hybels...if you have never read it and you long to hear from heaven...pick it up today. Okay, I have to put the finishing touches on this weekend’s teaching...time to: get up, suit up, show up, give it my best and leave the results to God...once again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6772555993738119697?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6772555993738119697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6772555993738119697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6772555993738119697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6772555993738119697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/02/marching-orders-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Marching Orders (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-9062571592214617858</id><published>2011-02-19T17:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T17:42:37.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity 401 (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hey...you up for a little Christianity 401? Pray this old Franciscan blessing every day for the next week and then follow the lead of Jesus. Odds are you will begin to find yourself in situations beyond what you can control...and thereby experience God's grace and power in levels that will rock your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;May God bless you with discomfort at easy answers, half truths, and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you with anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that you may work for justice, freedom and peace.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you with tears to shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation, and war, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and to turn their pain into joy.&lt;br /&gt;And may God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you can make a difference in this world, so that you can do what others claim cannot be done.&lt;br /&gt;If that is blessing...then I guess I had a blessed week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;See you this weekend as I wrap up the "i- marriage" series.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;May God bless you in a Franciscan sort of way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Douglas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-9062571592214617858?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/9062571592214617858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=9062571592214617858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/9062571592214617858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/9062571592214617858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/02/christianity-401-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Christianity 401 (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-509211065143851906</id><published>2011-02-11T16:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T16:11:06.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whisper from Heaven (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;“In normal times, isolation hurts. In crisis, isolation kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;In normal times, community blesses. In crisis, community saves.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;When I read this statement by author/pastor John Ortberg something resonated with it somewhere deep in my soul. So I picked up my handy yellow highlighter and ran it over these words that were jumping off the page at me. Then I set the magazine down to reflect on why I was so stirred...wondering if heaven was whispering in my ear. Sure enough...that familiar, inaudible, still, small voice of God started breaking into my being. I sensed heaven saying...’Get up next to those in isolation and deepen your own connection in community’. In the next few minutes faces flashed on my mind’s screen of people I know who are feeling alone in one kind of a crises or another and the look I saw in those faces revealed a spirit inside them that was dying. So I made a mental list and have begun making contact. One of those faces was that of a compadre whose friendship now spans more than three decades. And oddly enough, he called later that same day to inquire if I could have lunch this week because he was in need of some “DP” time. Hum-m-m-m. Sound like a God-thing to you...did to me. So we will share a meal and community together later today. I pray it blesses him...and I pray it helps to save a man and a ministry well worth saving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Part two of that whisper was to deepen my own connection in community. Not sure why or what, if anything, awaits me in this journey I am on that would call for that. I have simply learned that whispers from heaven can be trusted, and when I hear His voice I do my best to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I close with this, would you pull off the busy highway of life right now for just a moment or two, quiet yourself and reflect on this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “In normal times, isolation hurts. In crisis, isolation kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In normal times, community blesses. In crisis, community saves”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;If someone comes to your mind who might just be feeling a little isolated...just reach out. Don’t try to be their therapist nor their rescuer. Just be a friend. Just listen. Just let them know you care. And while you are at it - ponder the quality of your own connection in community these days. Any relationships you should re-connect with and or deepen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;See you this weekend either Saturday night or Sunday morning as Jan Cox will deliver Part II of ‘I-Marriage’. If you missed Jan last week, simply ask anyone who was there about it and you will end up making sure you are in a seat at Cypress this weekend. Better yet, go to the Cypress web page&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.cypressmeadows.org/cms/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=530&amp;amp;Itemid=1" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.cypressmeadows.org/cms/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=530&amp;amp;Itemid=1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and watch part one for yourself...then I guarantee you you’ll not only be here...you’ll be dragging friends along with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-509211065143851906?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/509211065143851906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=509211065143851906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/509211065143851906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/509211065143851906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/02/whisper-from-heaven-from-douglas-poole.html' title='A Whisper from Heaven (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-656327254262887288</id><published>2011-02-04T23:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:01:41.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Along the way (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;“God provides along the way”...if there is a theme to my trip to Haiti this week that is it: God provides along the way. As you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I am going to use my Friday e-note to you this week to give a quick report on my time in Haiti. If this interests you then read on, if not now would be the time to exit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The adventure began on the drive to Miami Sunday night when my Haitian Pastor&amp;nbsp; friend who usually travels and translates for me, called and cancelled due to a passport issue...not ideal, but not a show stopper. I made sure the guy traveling with me was okay with going in without a guide/translator and we pushed on. Then once in Port au Prince, a friend (Saul) who picked us up at the airport offered to go the rest of the way and help negotiate the trip and translate. Yea God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I’m happy to report that things couldn’t be much better with the chicken/egg micro business we launched...we will double our little farm in February. The limiting ceiling for this effort is the lack of steady electricity needed to have an incubator which will increase our supply of layers and create a market for fryers. Yet through a serendipitous conversation with a new friend I met this trip, we now have access to 24/7 electricity. This man purchased a generator because he needs steady electricity for a hydroponics project he is launching and we get to plug in!!! Some things only happen when you simply show up! Oh and if that is not enough, this man, like us, has been trying unsuccessfully for years to get a well dug so he has purchased a well digging rig put it on a truck and once it clears customs has put us third on the list!!!! Yea God, Yea God, Yea God. Will it be potable? We will see, if not...that problem can be solved with a purification system. God provides along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;One evening I met with church leaders and floated the idea of partnering together with us to do micro-loans to help church members start businesses which will help the community, help support their families and help support the church with tithers. They were very warm to the idea. I also meet with the teachers and administrators of the school to encourage and pour into them. &amp;nbsp;An American friend of mine is arranging for a bonus to be given to the teachers for their efforts. Yea God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Somehow I also got roped into teaching an ESOL class the church sponsors...which ended up being a blast. 30 Haitians now know how to say: “Douglas Poole is s-o-o-o-o-o cool”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Another unexpected bonus, is that I invited an in country nurse friend I met on my first trip to Haiti 8 years ago, to visit our church/school/chicken farm/ and clinic. She was swamped and couldn’t visit...but as a consolation prize totally surprised us by giving me boxes and boxes ($5-10K) worth of meds for our clinic. I wish you could have seen the stunned faces, then the joy, then the tears and then hear the prayers of thanksgiving at the little clinic. Oh, and my nurse friend said there is more meds where that came from!!! Again, God provided along the way...simply because I showed up, 1000’s of doses of badly needed meds are going to be distributed in an area lacking in medical care. (Let me know if any of you people in the medical field are ever interested in doing a little good in Haiti with me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All along the way...God provided along the way. I wonder where in my life I think I am waiting on God when in reality God is waiting on me? I think I am waiting on God to provide so I can go forward...when really God is waiting on me to go forward so He can provide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Please keep our Haitian friends in your prayers. Our in country translator this trip, Saul, is showing all the signs of heart issues but does not have access to medical care due to finances. We set him up to get some diagnostic work done and we will go from there. Our church partners do some of the most amazing work in some of the roughest conditions on the planet. I only step into the situation...then leave. I hope I leave God’s grace in my wake there. It feels like I did this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I look forward to seeing and greeting our Cypress family at the front door this weekend. See you Saturday night or Sunday morning as we launch a new series: ‘i-marriage’. Or I may see you this evening at the Marriedlife comedy night with Barnes and Minor. (You can get tickets at the door if you didn’t get them on-line).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-656327254262887288?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/656327254262887288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=656327254262887288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/656327254262887288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/656327254262887288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/02/along-way-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Along the way (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2724471240553162875</id><published>2011-01-29T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:03:16.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoked (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to do four things I'm stoked about this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a Saturday morning date with Jacque...a four mile hike through the swamps and woods. What an incurable romantic sap I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On Saturday night and Sunday morning I will roll out for Cypress where God is taking us in the next two years and I am so amped about what we get to do I almost leaped out of my skin thinking about it earlier today! Really, if you strapped a heart monitor to my chest when I think about the fact that I get to be a part of a serious God-thing the next two years...it would beep and smoke and flash, "Danger,danger,danger!" Whatever you do this weekend..don't miss being in one of the services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. On Sunday afternoon I get to hang out with and enjoy my kids and granddaughters. I absolutely love being a dad and papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunday night I drive to Miami to catch the first flight out to Port au Prince Monday morning. I am not so stoked about reentering the poverty, pain, suffering and chaos that is Haiti. I am excited about spending time with and pouring into some young leaders I have come to love. Young leaders who are helping to write a better story in hundreds of lives in a place where tragedy is the norm. If you want to follow my little adventure I'll be tweeting about it real time and you can dial in by texting "follow DouglasDPoole" to 40404 on your smart phone or by signing up DouglasDPoole on twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get to do something this weekend that you can get stoked about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2724471240553162875?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2724471240553162875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2724471240553162875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2724471240553162875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2724471240553162875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/01/stoked-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Stoked (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-389889565448349156</id><published>2011-01-22T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:28:15.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Story Ending (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't know how much we are capable of loving until the people we love&amp;nbsp;are being taken away...until a beautiful story is ending." (from 'A Million&amp;nbsp;Miles in a Thousand Years' by Donald Miller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read those words last week my thoughts went immediately to someone I&amp;nbsp;love, whose beautiful story is ending...My Aunt Florence. She and my Uncle&amp;nbsp;LaVern were not able to have children so they poured all the love and&amp;nbsp;affection they had in their hearts for kids into their nieces and nephews.&amp;nbsp;And, boy oh boy, were our lives ever better because of them. LaVern passed&amp;nbsp;almost 15 years ago and Aunt Florence is now in the early stages of&amp;nbsp;alzheimer's. Her once sharp mind and engaging conversations are showing all&amp;nbsp;the signs of deterioration you would expect from someone whose memory is&amp;nbsp;slowly being erased one life scene by one life scene. We know where this&amp;nbsp;leads to...her beautiful story is ending. What we don't know is how long&amp;nbsp;this journey will be or how much heartache and pain we will experience along&amp;nbsp;the way. My sister is walking with our Aunt down this unthinkable path and&amp;nbsp;taking care of her as she once took care of us. I get updates and pray from&amp;nbsp;1700 agonizing miles away. A-a-r-r-g-g-h-h!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are writing a story with our lives and some of us have someone we&amp;nbsp;love whose beautiful story will end this year. Map out a great story for&amp;nbsp;your life in 2011 and then live it...and love the people in your life as if&amp;nbsp;their story were ending. You might just be surprised at the great life you&amp;nbsp;are capable of living and the great love you are capable of giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you do whatever you have to do, to be at Cypress the weekend of&amp;nbsp;January 29/30 because we will roll out the beautiful story God will be&amp;nbsp;writing on the pages of people lives through Cypress in the next couple of&amp;nbsp;years. A 1000 stories of faith, hope and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you this weekend as we wrap up the 'Taking Responsibility for Your Life'&amp;nbsp;series. 10-10 right? Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-389889565448349156?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/389889565448349156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=389889565448349156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/389889565448349156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/389889565448349156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/01/beautiful-story-ending-from-douglas.html' title='A Beautiful Story Ending (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7373493469193115400</id><published>2011-01-15T15:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:33:51.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you expect? (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Denmark is said to be the happiest country in the world...the reason...they have the lowest expectations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I read this statement in a book last Monday and it caught my attention for at least a couple of reasons. First, I've got some Danish blood flowing in my veins. Second, I have some fairly high expectations in life, especially when it comes to me of me. So is the secret to living a happy life to expect little out of relationships, movies, church, restaurants and even God so you don't find yourself being disappointed? Or is happiness found in pursuing a life with high expectations knowing full well you run the risk of them not being met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this Dane has made the decision that life is experienced fully when you have some high expectations...not the blind, check your brain at the door kind of dumb expectations...but the thought through, prayed through, going be a stretch, but I got reason to believe God is in the deal so why not go for it kind of expectations. Number me with those who would rather chase something wonderful in life and live with some disappointments in the process than to number me among those who find happiness in setting their sights so low disappointment couldn't possibly crawl under it and into your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my experience...most often I experience what I expect. Not always, but enough to know I should give some careful thought to my expectations. You really didn't expect me to say something different did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you Saturday night or Sunday morning...come expecting to hear from heaven...I think I did in preparing my talk for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7373493469193115400?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7373493469193115400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7373493469193115400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7373493469193115400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7373493469193115400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-did-you-expect-from-douglas-poole.html' title='What did you expect? (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7802336220401385774</id><published>2011-01-09T13:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:19:58.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='000 stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1'/><title type='text'>1,000 Stories of Faith, Hope and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hjximu0LME/TVwbAaR3osI/AAAAAAAAALE/BZEW3wEHvQ0/s1600/1000StoriesWebSM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hjximu0LME/TVwbAaR3osI/AAAAAAAAALE/BZEW3wEHvQ0/s1600/1000StoriesWebSM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you for the Sara Groves concert! I invited my sister, brother and parents-and they all came! My brother, who I'm not sure where he stands on faith, bought all of the Sara Groves CD's they had! I think that's a good sign. I also saw my dad, who proclaims to be an atheist of sorts, wipe a tear away when the band played down in the audience. I can only hope his soul was awakened. Please pray for him, as I have done every day. I really want to see him in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tear that my dad wiped away...that was my highlight for 2010...maybe there's hope....&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/3817855446559903092-7802336220401385774?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7802336220401385774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7802336220401385774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7802336220401385774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7802336220401385774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2011/01/1000-stories-of-faith-hope-and-love.html' title='1,000 Stories of Faith, Hope and Love'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hjximu0LME/TVwbAaR3osI/AAAAAAAAALE/BZEW3wEHvQ0/s72-c/1000StoriesWebSM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7827762854284570334</id><published>2010-12-15T14:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:06:58.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it up (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;When I was young I loved Christmas for the gifts I would get...now I love Christmas for the gifts I get to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;That said, can I quickly tell of three really cool gifts I am a part of giving this season that are true WOW things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;First, I simply can’t wait to give the Cypress family the gift of a Christmas concert this weekend by renowned recording artist Sara Groves. Sara has a heart over-flowing with the grace of Jesus, lyrics that will stir your heard and a voice that could be making mega bucks somewhere in Nashville or L.A. Of all you do this Christmas, this concert will probably the one thing you talk the most about over the holidays. By the way the Saturday and Sunday night concerts are full with waiting lists for tickets. We still have approximately 50 to 60 seats available on Sunday morning...it would be a shame for them to be left empty...so who do you know that could use a beautiful gift of grace that will touch their soul? It’s not too late, really...invite but do so without delay. (If you have any tickets that you will not be using for the weekend...please turn them in at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="mailto:cypresschristmas@gmail.com" style="color: #1c51a8;" target="_blank"&gt;cypresschristmas@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;so those waiting can attend. Thanks.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The second gift I can’t wait to give is the candle light Christmas Eve services. This will be an evening enchanted with heavenly grace...A Cappella voices singing to us, carols we will join in on and a teaching from scripture all in the ambiance of the flickering light of candles. I can’t think of a better way to enter into the Christmas experience: “Today...a Savior has been born to you...He is Christ the Lord.” (Identical services at 5:00 and 6:30...no tickets required.) Whatever you do...don’t miss this Holy Night. These will be our only services for the whole of Christmas weekend...No Saturday or Sunday services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And the third gift I want to tell you about was handed out yesterday. For a number of reasons I wanted to do something crazy nice for the Cypress staff this year that would totally catch them off guard and leave them buried under a great big Wow! And I think I pulled it off. After a little asking on my part, a way was made available for me to give each of our staff members a gift that knocked them off their feet...an ipad! I wish I had somehow filmed the deal...it was like one of those “Ophra Show final season” moments: “Everybody gets and ipad!” Blew them away...agape mouths, wide-eyes and a lot of “wow oh wow’s” being muttered. It felt so wonderful, really really double wonderful. What is there about giving to people you care about deeply that blesses you so deeply? Anyway if you see Cypress staff walking around smiling and hugging an ipad...you now know what is going on. Oh and just in case you think I’ve gone all soft...I told everybody enjoy the moment because come December 26...I’m back to being scrooge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7827762854284570334?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7827762854284570334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7827762854284570334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7827762854284570334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7827762854284570334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/12/give-it-up-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Give it up (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7695832914774320368</id><published>2010-12-10T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:20:50.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus and Sheikra [from Douglas Poole]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;One of the things I love about the Christmas season is the way the message of God’s grace through His son Jesus shows up in some of the most unexpected places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I spent two days this week engaged in strategic planning for next year’s weekend services while sitting around tables at Busch Gardens (Yes, I know...Busch Gardens?...Really?...I was told the creative environment would make us more creative. Did it work?...You’ll have to show up to services next year to find out.) Anyway, at one point as we were sitting around a table in the sun creating away I had to lean in close to hear because our conversation was being drowned out by the sound of vocalists at a nearby show singing at about 10,000 decibels. My initial annoyance over having to strain to hear the person seated right next to me was quickly overcome when I heard the vocalists belting out the words...“Christ, the Savior, is born”. Suddenly I was a bit awed to hear the message of God’s grace being sung loud and clear at a place I hadn’t expected...a theme park. Sheikra, Montu and Jesus...what a delightful combination. Who’d have thought. Jesus shows up at some of the most unexpected places this time of year doesn’t He? Places like malls, motel lobbies, school concerts, country radio stations and theme parks. So I silently breathed a prayer that ears would listen and that hearts would be open to this message of good news...a Savior has been born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;As much as anytime of the year, people are open to this message. So leverage the opportunity and invite others to join you at the Sara Groves Christmas concerts next weekend at Cypress, as well as, the Christmas Eve services on the 24&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. Both the Saturday and Sunday night concerts were maxed so we found a way to squeeze in 40 more seats for each service. There is still plenty of room in the Sunday AM concert, so if you could help us out by switching your attendance to Sunday morning just go on line and swap out your tickets. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;See you either Saturday night or Sunday morning as we continue with part four of the unexpected Christmas series...who knows...Jesus might just show up at church too, this time of year...heard He is a 10-10 kind of guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7695832914774320368?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7695832914774320368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7695832914774320368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7695832914774320368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7695832914774320368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/12/jesus-and-sheikra-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Jesus and Sheikra [from Douglas Poole]'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-9202477256957061633</id><published>2010-11-27T16:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T16:01:29.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humble Gratitude (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May heaven's grace  abound on you this Thanksgiving. May you bask in the wonder of God's  passionate love for you. And may your heart respond with humble  gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving from the Poole household to yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Of all the many blessings in my life, Cypress Meadows ranks up in the  top layer of what I am most grateful for. Thank you for the profound  privilege of being your Pastor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-9202477256957061633?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/9202477256957061633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=9202477256957061633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/9202477256957061633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/9202477256957061633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/11/humble-gratitude-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Humble Gratitude (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-704559601824637092</id><published>2010-11-12T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T21:23:29.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter me this (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Greetings Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay,  I’ve got a crazy little idea to run by you. Next Wednesday I head into  Haiti where I’ll have a day stopover in Port-au-Prince and then three  days with our partners in St. Louis du Nord. Whenever I travel to be  with our international partners in Haiti and Kenya a good number of  people ask me how they can pray for me and while I’m away they ask  Jacque for up-dates on how things are going. So here is my crazy little  idea as to how you can know both how to pray for me and get live  updates...twitter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;You  tech savy-ites are saying what is so crazy about that  idea...duh...welcome to 2010. For the rest of us tech dinosaurs let me  offer the one sentence cliff notes: Twitter is “text-based” messages of  140 characters or less that you can view either on your smart phone or  computer. Cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway, here is how to sign up if you are interested: using your smart phone text &lt;b&gt;follow douglasdpoole&lt;/b&gt; to 40404 or you can follow on your computer by going to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/douglasdpoole" target="_blank"&gt;www.twitter.com/douglasdpoole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As  always, I covet your prayers. You can start praying right now that I  might be used of God to bring His grace to a group of people who have  been hit with an earthquake...slapped by a hurricane...and now are  fleeing from the death shadow of cholera. I will be working with our  Haitian partners on advancing the chicken farm, completing next steps to  secure a water source and purification system and of course pouring  into the leaders of the school. My traveling companions will be our  resident “chicken business” expert Steve Ham and Haitian-American Pastor  Caleb Deliard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Finally,  this weekend we will observe communion and our own Molly Bail will be  with us in all the services for an up-date on our partner orphanage,  Springs of Hope Kenya. You don’t want to miss the stories of God’s grace  and power transforming the lives of children forgotten by the world  they live in. And for my Saturday night friends...we have two new cool  additions to the 6 o’clock service...one has to do with music and the  other with atmosphere. This thing is starting to grow wings! Yea God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Douglas &lt;/span&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/3817855446559903092-704559601824637092?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/704559601824637092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=704559601824637092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/704559601824637092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/704559601824637092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/11/twitter-me-this-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Twitter me this (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5262371670113931910</id><published>2010-11-05T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T21:23:55.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplugged Part 2 (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of the scripture verses that sort of always stays on my radar screen is 1 Timothy 4:16: “Watch your life and doctrine closely. Persevere in them, because if you do , you will save both yourself and your hearers.” Who can argue with this wisdom of God’s Word? Not me. Can’t we all name either someone we know personally or someone we know of with a very public life who didn’t pay the kind of attention they should have to their marriage or their morals or their finances or their health or their (you fill in the blank) __________ and then they (and usually others around them) paid some major “stupid tax”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That said, this week as I was doing some leadership reading and this quote jumped off a page at me: “&lt;b&gt;An insidious enemy of a leader is exhaustion. Keep it at bay&lt;/b&gt;.” How true...how true in my life. I rarely make my best decisions &amp;nbsp;or do my best thinking when I’m exhausted. I rarely am the kind of husband, father, pastor or Christ-follower I want to be when I’m exhausted. In fact, if I let myself stay an exhausted me for any length of time at all, I usually end up paying some “stupid tax” over something I said or did that probably wouldn’t have been said or done if I wasn’t feeling so exhausted. A-r-r-g-g-h-h! And then I find myself offering apologies and making amends. My guess is, I’m not the only one exhaustion effects in just such a manner. I think this quote is applicable in just about any and every role and realm of life, isn’t it? Can’t we also say: “An insidious enemy of a spouse/parent/friend/boss/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;teacher/or (you fill in the blank)___________ is exhaustion”. Keep it at bay. Question...Who is ultimately responsible to see that you are leading your life in such a way that you keep exhaustion at bay...you right? Right! So as I told you in my previous e-note, last week I unplugged from most of the duties and responsibilities of the urgent to study, plan and listen for the whispers of heaven in some silence and solitude. What do you need to do to keep exhaustion at bay? You can find reasons to not do something or you can find reasons and ways to keep it at bay. Do what you need to do before exhaustion makes you into more of the person you don’t want to be and you live another day of the life you don’t really want to live. “Watch your life and doctrine closely. Persevere in them, for if you do, you will save both yourself and your hearers.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One small step you can take to fight exhaustion is to set your clock back one hour this Saturday night as we return to standard time. What a gift, an extra hour of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS. To all my Saturday night friends...see you 6PM...10-10 baby...10-10.&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/3817855446559903092-5262371670113931910?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5262371670113931910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5262371670113931910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5262371670113931910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5262371670113931910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/11/unplugged-part-2-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Unplugged Part 2 (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3225658207537973792</id><published>2010-11-03T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:01:45.660-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminder'/><title type='text'>Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TNGGf-rvx1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q8ouEUfniZk/s1600/4099076843_8e99eceb19_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TNGGf-rvx1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q8ouEUfniZk/s1600/4099076843_8e99eceb19_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This weekend is time change weekend.&amp;nbsp; So, remember to set your clock back an hour before you go to bed on Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at services this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/peapodsquadmom/"&gt;peapodsquadmom&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-3225658207537973792?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3225658207537973792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3225658207537973792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3225658207537973792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3225658207537973792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/11/reminder.html' title='Reminder'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TNGGf-rvx1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/Q8ouEUfniZk/s72-c/4099076843_8e99eceb19_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3267421719379165835</id><published>2010-10-30T16:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:07:12.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplugged (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I’ve been “unplugged” this week. Unplugged from most all of the duties, expectations and responsibilities of the urgent so I could give attention to some very important matters like study, planning and listening for the whispers of heaven in some silence and solitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;One of my readings this week has been the book: ‘Mother Teresa: Come Be My Light’ by Brian Kolodiejchuk. It is a compilation of the private writings of Mother Teresa and it gives an intimate look into her walk with God and her personal life-long struggle with the dark night of the soul. I’ve always admired both her deep love for God and her deep love for people. I read her writings in hope of deepening my love for God and others. She wrote these words in the book: “I want to love Him (Jesus) like He has never been loved before.” Now that is something to reflect on isn’t it...better yet to live. If you want a few more of the nuggets I have been ruminating on from the book read on: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;“Jesus wants me to tell you again...how much is the love He has for you--beyond all what you can imagine...Not only He loves you, even more--He longs for you. He thirsts for you. He loves you always, even when you don’t feel worthy...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Don’t look for big things, just do small things with great love...the smaller the thing, the greater must be our love.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Act without delay, once you are certain it is God’s will.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “I made a vow to God...to give Him anything that He may ask, ‘Not to refuse Him anything’.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Refuse God nothing and in turn trust that God will not refuse anything to you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Drink the chalice to the last drop.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Satiate the thirst of Christ on the cross for love and souls.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Bring souls to God and God to souls.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “You did not die for souls, that is why you do not care what happens to them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “Jesus, my own Jesus—I am only Thine—I am so stupid—I do not know what to say—but do with me whatever You wish—as You wish—as long as You wish. I love you not for what You give but for what You take Jesus...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt; “God will fill what He has emptied.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; “Take whatever He gives and give whatever He takes with a big smile.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; “Give Jesus a free hand and let Him use you without consulting you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Let me close by asking you to take even a few minutes either now or this weekend to “unplug” from the computer, smart phone, the urgent....and just reflect for a few moments on one or more of these thoughts...listen for the voice of heaven...then like Mother Teresa—obey without delay. Deal? Deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;See you this Saturday night or Sunday morning 10-10 as we launch the ‘Boulevard of Broken Dreams’ series...I think I heard from heaven on this series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Douglas&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/3817855446559903092-3267421719379165835?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3267421719379165835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3267421719379165835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3267421719379165835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3267421719379165835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/10/unplugged-from-douglas-poole.html' title='Unplugged (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-8215230896867147846</id><published>2010-09-23T13:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:07:32.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Forgotten Path'/><title type='text'>The Path I Wish I Had Never Traveled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TJuInVf_AkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qnUV49J3hV4/s1600/FP_50x50.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TJuInVf_AkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qnUV49J3hV4/s320/FP_50x50.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we are preparing for our upcoming fall series, "The Forgotten Path" we began wondering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I bet everyone has traveled some path in their life either figuratively or literally that they wish they had never gone down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be willing to take a moment and &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;amp;postID=8215230896867147846"&gt;share your "path I wish I'd never traveled" story&lt;/a&gt; with us below?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-8215230896867147846?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8215230896867147846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=8215230896867147846' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/8215230896867147846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/8215230896867147846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/09/path-i-wish-i-had-never-traveled.html' title='The Path I Wish I Had Never Traveled'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TJuInVf_AkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qnUV49J3hV4/s72-c/FP_50x50.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-8091283647293839931</id><published>2010-09-18T17:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T17:54:56.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At a Semi-loss for words (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you ever felt something deep inside you that needed to get vocalized but you struggled to find the right words that could fully capture what was begging to be said? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, that is where I am this morning as I hammer away at this e-note. Earlier this week I spent some extended time working on “The Forgotten Path” message I will give at Cypress the first weekend in October. (The web page is finally up by the way...glitches and gremlins conquered! &lt;a href="http://www.theforgottenpath.org/" target="_blank"&gt;www.theforgottenpath.org&lt;/a&gt;) Anyway the material I was studying in prep for the series stirred some deep thoughts and deep emotions so powerfully in me that I finally had to just stop and pray, “Oh God please grant me the words your Spirit could use to do for others what You are doing in me right now.” Lights have come on for me as I have been studying. There have been some aha moments of: ‘Oh, so that is why things unfolded for that couple as they did...now I see why he is where he is...if she doesn’t chose a different path soon she will not like where she ends up’. To be forth-right here with you...I have had a few of those moments myself about myself. Anyway, as I pleaded with you last week, do more than come to ‘The Forgotten Path’ series yourself, bring others, by all means...bring others! Really. Beg, bargain, buy off...just get them here. Do anything short of sin to get them here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now those of you who know me realize I have a little extra octane in my plea with you. I just feel extra urgency on this and I think I’d be remiss to not challenge you hard on this one. I guess after 29 years of leading a church...some days I weary of seeing the levels of pain that could have been avoided, the heartache that was so unnecessary, the disappointment that was blindly self-induced....and some days I just want to plead with &amp;nbsp;other people don’t go down that path any further, it will only leave you with regrets...stop now while you can. I guess today is one of those days. So pick up invitation cards this Sunday and shamelessly invite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, I feel a little better having said all that...but I’m far from over it...you have been warned. This Sunday I’m addressing “Coming to Terms with God”, and this is for all of us who have tried to have God on OUR terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;By the way, there is Saturday night church tomorrow at 6. If you are going to help us with the soft launch of the service in October...be there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Preacher at a semi-loss for words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/3817855446559903092-8091283647293839931?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/8091283647293839931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=8091283647293839931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/8091283647293839931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/8091283647293839931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/09/at-semi-loss-for-words-from-douglas.html' title='At a Semi-loss for words (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2412244773607653939</id><published>2010-09-03T13:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:38:06.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty, Sweaty, and Gnarly (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The heat index was somewhere in triple digits...it had rained everyday that week so doing yard duty felt like I was pushing a mower over a wet sponge with three foot of grass sticking out of it and by the time I was done not only mowing but also trimming bushes, edging, weed whacking and blowing it all off...I was one gnarly, sweaty, don’t get within 10 feet of me smelly mess! When I finally crawled indoors it was in almost total exhaustion, and as I did Jacque made the “ew-w-w-w” face, stepped back, held her nose and sent me straight to the laundry room where I was instructed to immediately deposit my clothes in the washer and then told to head directly to the shower (do not pass go) and soap down twice! Ah the bliss of being married to a loving truth speaker! So being the loving, supportive and semi-compliant spouse that I am...I headed for the shower. And all I can say is that as the water washed over my dirty, sweaty, gnarly self...it refreshed not only my body but my spirits as well. There is something invigorating about washing off dirt and sweat and just being clean, isn’t there. Jacque thought so too and so only then did she get near enough for a hug. (Such conditions she puts on things!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I have had so many conversations with people these days who are feeling on the inside sort of the same way my body was after lawn duty:...weary, if not exhausted from challenges in life...and just a bit gnarly in spirit to boot. So, let me offer you some scriptures that you can read and simply let wash over your soul. Read, reflect, renew and refresh as God’s grace rinses you of frustration, anxiousness, fear, concerns, anger, or disappointment, and fills you with hope, peace, will power, joy and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“My God will meet all your needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Philippians 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“God has said: ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you’. So we say with confidence ‘The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid’.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Hebrews 13:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“For the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Isaiah 41:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Isaiah 41:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“When you pass through the water, I will be with you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For I am the Lord, your God....and you are precious and honored in my sight and because I love you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Isaiah 43:2-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let the grace of God wash over your soul....read, reflect, renew and refresh your soul. Ah-h-h-h...now doesn’t that feel good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The gnarly, sweaty and smelly one who has been refreshed...&lt;span class="il"&gt;Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS. This Sunday we get reminded what a ‘Big God’ we serve. He is bigger than whatever seems bigger than you in your life...and so let’s all pray little bigger prayers, attempt little bigger things for Him and lead a little bigger life! Deal?...Deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/3817855446559903092-2412244773607653939?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2412244773607653939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2412244773607653939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2412244773607653939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2412244773607653939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/09/dirty-sweaty-and-gnarly-from-douglas.html' title='Dirty, Sweaty, and Gnarly (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2802013195984986673</id><published>2010-09-03T13:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:37:31.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This Sunday, Jan Cox will be teaching.&amp;nbsp; Here's what she says we can expect:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eight months ago we were challenged to dream big in a service called  "Creating 2010".&amp;nbsp; Its been eight months since that day.&amp;nbsp; We're halfway  through the year.&amp;nbsp; So, did you dream big?&amp;nbsp; Have you forgotten your  dream?&amp;nbsp; Or have you been disappointed that your dreams did not come to  life?&amp;nbsp; This Sunday we're going to take another look at dreams.&amp;nbsp; Why God  created us to dream.&amp;nbsp; What happens in the space between dreaming and  those dreams coming true.&amp;nbsp; And why its important to keep dreaming  together, in the context of community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2802013195984986673?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2802013195984986673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2802013195984986673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2802013195984986673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2802013195984986673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/09/dream-on.html' title='Dream on!'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-12336875694724009</id><published>2010-08-20T16:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:38:25.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Dates 1 Thought (from Douglas Poole)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Cypress Family and Friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 dates to lock in and 1 thought to reflect on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; – August 22- Cypress will have only one service at 11 AM. It will be “family-style”, so the kids will join us and participate in the service as we wrap up the “Orange-explosion” family camp we have been doing this week. It should be fast-paced, fun and food will follow in the courtyard. My apologies to the 9:15 crowd...but please don’t duck out on the day (10-10)...studies show that these kind of intergenerational opportunities significantly impact a child’s faith for the good. So let’s all join together and invest in the next generation. Deal? Deal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Save the Date &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;– On Sunday October 3 we will host a service on a topic I am chomping at the bit to address: The Path...the undeniable life principle...getting from where I am to where I want to be. If you have people in your life that you would like to introduce to your Lord and/or your church this is one service you will definitely want to invite, beg or bribe them to attend. Really...so save the date now and get your friends to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought for the Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- (from: The Path...the undeniable life principle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“When happiness points in one direction while wisdom, truth, integrity and common sense point in another, that’s when really smart people start doing really stupid things.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS. Remember....1 service Sunday at 11&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/3817855446559903092-12336875694724009?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/12336875694724009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=12336875694724009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/12336875694724009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/12336875694724009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/08/2-dates-1-thought-from-douglas-poole.html' title='2 Dates 1 Thought (from Douglas Poole)'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7430979182597152993</id><published>2010-07-16T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:01:22.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Series'/><title type='text'>This Sunday - Authentic Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TECeV7RaZVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pnndRB5ou-M/s1600/SummerReflections-WebSM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TECeV7RaZVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pnndRB5ou-M/s320/SummerReflections-WebSM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created us to experience His presence in relationships here on  Earth.&amp;nbsp; So why is it so difficult to live in authentic community?&amp;nbsp; There  are a lot of things working against us but this Sunday we will spend  some time reflecting on how to live in missional community in the  relationships God surrounds us with in our neighborhoods, at our jobs,  and beyond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7430979182597152993?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7430979182597152993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7430979182597152993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7430979182597152993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7430979182597152993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-sunday-authentic-community.html' title='This Sunday - Authentic Community'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TECeV7RaZVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/pnndRB5ou-M/s72-c/SummerReflections-WebSM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-449120336811504176</id><published>2010-07-09T10:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:02:29.896-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jan Cox'/><title type='text'>This Sunday - Who Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TECer52pEZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VMTunH_2QPk/s1600/SummerReflections-WebSM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TECer52pEZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VMTunH_2QPk/s320/SummerReflections-WebSM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, Jan Cox, will be continuing our Summer Reflections series with a teaching entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who Are You?&lt;/span&gt;.  Here's a little bit about what you can look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I recently watched and became a huge fan of the Tim Burton version of Alice and Wonderland.  I love the movie for a few reasons but mostly because it started a conversation in my relational world about our identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie the very wise caterpillar, Absalom, asks Alice a very simple question, "Who are you?"  And through a series of events (I won't spoil the end for you just in case) she is challenged to discover the answer to that very important question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds simple enough but I wonder how many of us, if we were really honest, could answer it.  In the blink of this life, in the scheme of our human existence who are we really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have labels of course - mom, dad, plumber, computer analyst, wealthy, poor, healthy, sick - but is this really where our identity should lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Eve were the first two people that had to answer this question and the journey they took to find the answer transformed human history forever.  This Sunday we're going to spend some time asking ourselves who we really are and why it matters so much.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-449120336811504176?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/449120336811504176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=449120336811504176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/449120336811504176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/449120336811504176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-sunday-who-are-you.html' title='This Sunday - Who Are You?'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TECer52pEZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VMTunH_2QPk/s72-c/SummerReflections-WebSM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-880426779275664822</id><published>2010-06-29T21:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T06:58:03.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCqZtUcMp1I/AAAAAAAAABw/6Jm5gYclDdI/s1600/IMG_0812-777458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCqZtUcMp1I/AAAAAAAAABw/6Jm5gYclDdI/s320/IMG_0812-777458.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488368099764512594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-880426779275664822?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/880426779275664822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=880426779275664822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/880426779275664822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/880426779275664822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_2124.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCqZtUcMp1I/AAAAAAAAABw/6Jm5gYclDdI/s72-c/IMG_0812-777458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-320333364123332092</id><published>2010-06-29T19:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T06:58:26.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;tr height="15" style="border-top: 1px solid #0F7BBC;"&gt;                     &lt;td&gt;                         We have arrived back in Miami. What a trip. What an experience. Awesome team awesome experience.  I just want a pizza now!!                      &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-320333364123332092?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/320333364123332092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=320333364123332092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/320333364123332092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/320333364123332092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-have-arrived-back-in-miami.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2727431273511032444</id><published>2010-06-29T12:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T14:12:10.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baptism'/><title type='text'>Best Sunday of the Year!</title><content type='html'>Sunday was an amazing day at Cypress!  We had over 20 people make a public declaration of their faith in Jesus by being baptized.  You can watch part of the service and hear their stories &lt;a href="http://www.cypressmeadows.org/cms/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=466&amp;amp;Itemid=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Here are some of the pictures from Sunday as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F117458113014044849139%2Falbumid%2F5488629639377359009%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2727431273511032444?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2727431273511032444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7147792561560115126</id><published>2010-06-29T07:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T06:58:43.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCnemHCxyfI/AAAAAAAAABo/jgFO1mBqDqE/s1600/photo-776858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCnemHCxyfI/AAAAAAAAABo/jgFO1mBqDqE/s320/photo-776858.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488162367234755058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCndSZ8x3eI/AAAAAAAAABQ/g0t_JbHL1jE/s72-c/photo-741054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7619243560798485161</id><published>2010-06-29T07:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:00:33.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Coming Home</title><content type='html'>A bunch of us sitting here in the morning sharing stories and pictures. Today we are going to take care of Mother Goose and do some small jobs around the guest house. This is not a requirement of the trip, but the team wanted to contribute to our host ( Dr Bernard)&lt;p&gt;On a lighter side, this group has really enjoyed each other and the light hearted times have been really energizing. I don&amp;#39;t think I have laughed as hard in a long time. Got to love those moments&lt;p&gt;So we fly home this evening. Personally I am ready to get home and see the family. I will miss some things here. I won&amp;#39;t miss other things. But the group, team, friends is something really special. &lt;p&gt;See you all Sunday. We will share a few more of these stories in service. Hope to see you all soon&lt;p&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7619243560798485161?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7619243560798485161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7619243560798485161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7619243560798485161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7619243560798485161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/coming-home.html' title='Coming Home'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7884569869963850631</id><published>2010-06-29T07:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:01:05.817-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Monday review</title><content type='html'>On Monday our team was split into 3 groups to try and impact a few areas all on the same day. Again you had the construction team, the medical team, and the team that was still in Saint Louis. &lt;p&gt;The medical team went to one of the tent cities to administer first aide. Megan and Lindsey joined forces with some other RNs and a paramedic from a team out of Georgia. Once they established a base, there was a constant flow of people all day. Their Haitian group leader and translator Jude was awesome in helping. Most of the treatments were minor in scope, but Lindsey did comment on the amount of malnurishment and need for proper hygiene and personal care. The team served well. Was able to establish a quick relationship with other doctors and take an opportunity to serve in a gift area. Way to go ladies!!!&lt;p&gt;The construction team completed the roof. There is now a shelter above this lady and her children. The temperature difference was at least 15 degrees cooler in the house once the roof was installed. Hans was our project leader and received incredible help from Pete, Paul, Gina , Michelle , and Steve.  The tools were not the best, the conditions less than ideal, but they did what it took to accomplish the job. Awesome job again. Way to go Cypress!!&lt;p&gt;Last but not least, was my team in Saint Louis. I debriefed the group about our experience there and someone mentioned it was the most I have ever talked. To say the day was impactful on the four of us would be an understatement. Pastor Jean, Jose,and Pastor Charles are wonderful. What they do daily is incredible and overwhelming. The kids were awesome - all 400 of them. The support we give to these kids is life blood to them and well used. There is just way too much to say about our 24 hours there in a blog but I promise we will share updates of the school and Saint Louis in the coming days and weeks. Marq, Logan, and Chris were awesome. I mentioned to Douglas on a text, that without their knowledge, I would have been lost!!  It was great to see and hear their contributions. &lt;p&gt;Overall I am proud of this team. It was great to hear about the day(s), see the joy and satisfaction in their faces after a great day of serving. God did extrordinary things with these amazing people!!  No other way to really say it. &lt;p&gt;Coming home soon...,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7884569869963850631?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7884569869963850631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7884569869963850631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7884569869963850631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7884569869963850631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/monday-review.html' title='Monday review'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-820422380579198689</id><published>2010-06-27T23:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:01:32.489-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Team 1 - day 3</title><content type='html'>As you read earlier, our team separated and 4 of us flew to Saint louis du Nord to accomplish some things at the school. &lt;br /&gt;Today started out with a great and positive meeting with the company that we are working with to bring fresh clean water to saint louis. They showed us the test of the water these kids and adults drink daily at the school. It is full of a couple bad bacteria but the worst is Ecoli from fecal matter. ( sorry but really can&amp;#39;t say it any nicer than that). &lt;p&gt;We boarded a flight and then flew to Saint louis to meet with Pastor Jean. We discussed many things including the water and that&amp;#39;s when our plans hit a major wall. The current source of water is not constant. It&amp;#39;s unreliable. That&amp;#39;s a problem. &lt;br /&gt;Logan , Jim and I were frustrated to say the least. There is a solution, we just have to find it. It&amp;#39;s too long to go into on a blog, but you can help with prayers for wisdom and solutions to come to those involved in this process. &lt;br /&gt;I do not feel that we were here to get a huge setback with no possible solution. We are here to figure a better way. &lt;p&gt;So that was the bad- the good was really good and a possible God moment was realized by Logan as we had lunch with some friends of Pastor jean and his brother. His name is TJ and he is all about doing things to improve life in saint Louie. We talked about micro enterprising, new forms to generate power with wind, solar power, getting someone to help spearhead efforts here outside of just Pastor. I don&amp;#39;t know where it will lead, but it was positive. &lt;p&gt;There was a concert at the church tonight and the kids from another church were singing. It was really something to hear them. There was some passion in their voices for sure. &lt;p&gt;We spent some time talking with Pastor Jean and his brother Jose about growing up in Haiti as preacher kids( interesting)  and life here. Then the conversation went to Jan 12th and how Jean and his wife were almost killed in their bed. We showed pictures of his house and it was evident the horror of that day is far from over for him. It will take a while for physical and emotional recovery I&amp;#39;m sure. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we get to see the school in action. They have exams (Pastor can&amp;#39;t you let the kids play some soccer with us instead ?-haha) so not sure how much we will get to interact. But will try. &lt;br /&gt;Today a group of kids were playing soccer with a beat up basketball. Where I grew up, Indiana, you do not kick basketballs. Tomorrow I have a surprise for them that will change that. I know giving them a soccer ball may seem insignificant and low on priorities, but to them it won&amp;#39;t. &lt;p&gt;I am going to write a little more as I may only get one shot to send out as reception is in and out...,&lt;p&gt;Jean and Jose are really great and very helpful. Jean told me with emotions in his eyes, there is no way he could take care and educate these kids without the help of Cypress. We sponsor about 300 if the 400 kids. Parents make up the difference. He was very appreciative. There simply would be no school. &lt;br /&gt;I asked what the number 1 priority is if he could have anything, water is on his list but the need us so great, I felt like there was a 1A, 1B, 1c priority with food and clothes. &lt;br /&gt;In actuality they have many many needs. The roof is rusting through and rain rushes in. I could take 10 people in and around the church and school and each person would probably find a list of improvements that could be done. We take them for granted. To them, they are not in the radar as living and staying healthy are greater concerns. They don&amp;#39;t care that it&amp;#39;s 100 degrees inside the school/church. They would rather ask for things that sustain life first. &lt;p&gt;Pictures DO NOT do this place justice. It&amp;#39;s hard to put everything into words. You have a land surround by natural beauty with the ocean and blue blue water. The green of the mountains   But then the chaos and destruction and poverty inside those boundaries. &lt;p&gt;Haitians know their situation. They are not blind to what&amp;#39;s happening. They are willing to do but they need some assistance. We ( the world) do not have to do it but rather show them the path and teach them. There is opportunity. You would see things and ask yourself &amp;quot; why is that like this?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot; where is the government?&amp;quot;.  &amp;quot;Why can&amp;#39;t someone use that idea over in your town?&amp;quot;. Believe me, we had a long lunch talking about improvements and lack of government interaction and lack of caring.  Before you complain about a George Bush or Obama, just be thankful we have the government we do. Seriously!!&lt;p&gt;I could go on for 10 more pages but it&amp;#39;s a long day tomorrow &lt;p&gt;Btw- the roads here, yeah, ouch!!&amp;#39; &lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-820422380579198689?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/820422380579198689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=820422380579198689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/820422380579198689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/820422380579198689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/team-1-day-3.html' title='Team 1 - day 3'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3769161607359541753</id><published>2010-06-27T09:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T06:57:49.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Soul Exercise</title><content type='html'>Haiti builds the muscle of Cypress. It is working to increase the connective tissue that binds us together and gives us strength to do more. There is some sweat involved but it is a labor of love. There was an interesting dynamic at work when we first arrived - a simultaneous desire for Thought and No Thought. It is an overwhelming sensation for a first-time visitor, one that none of us will ever forget. The struggle is that it can be so overpowering, it is incredibly easy to give it no deep, meaningful consideration and just live in the moment. It is an onslaught on the senses - a tent city seen up close has infinitely more meaning than as viewed on the television or the computer. Be able to process the input is extremely difficult because of the sheer enormity of the situation. Can we, as a few representative of Cypress make much of an impact? The answer of course, is a resounding Yes, because we are also representatives of a loving Father and Son. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending time in the cretch (Creole for crib - a orphanage for the very young), we all had our hearts broken open and filled to overflowing. It was amazing to be able to share the gift of Love. It also shook us awake, as we realized that we are not being called to build walls, bring safety to the electrical system, hang fans, build a roof and floors....we're doing that too, but we are called to be like Jesus. Welcoming and loving the children, the poor in spirit and to bring smiles and joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, we broke into two teams with our electrical experts (Hans, Peter and Paul) heading to the orphalina - the orphange for older kids and teens, and the rest of us heading to a jobsite to rebuild the home of a woman widowed by the earthquake. It was another battle with frustration, at the difference in how work is accomplished - our norm of instant results and repeated trips to the hardware store just aren't reality here. The lumber is warped, the nails are few and the tools are primitive, and it takes forever to restock supplies. But the children flocked to us, shy at first but warming quickly. Kirsten and Lindsay put their medical skills to use, literally caring for the feet of these children - cleaning and bandaging their infected wounds. Michelle was maybe the favorite of the day for sharing the music on her MP3 player with everyone - the love of music is universal. The house did come together with some very tangible results, despite our initial frustrations. The roof is framed with corrugated metal sheets ready for installation, the walls are sealed and the guys in all reality, probably saved a few lives with their electrical work and increased safety. Spent some time with the older children from the orphanage when we got back to the guesthouse. Dr. Bernard, truly a Renaissance man, runs the guest house and manages the orphanages, among many other noble pursuits.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Sunday and while most of the team is heading to Dr. Bernard's church in Port au Prince; Tim, Jim, Logan and I are currently meeting with WMI Haiti - the org. that will help us bring clean water to St. Louis du Nord and then heading to the airport for our flight up north. Gotta run! Will try and get some pics uploaded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for the prayers, we continue to need them! Love to all the families and friends from us all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-3769161607359541753?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3769161607359541753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3769161607359541753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3769161607359541753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3769161607359541753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/soul-exercise.html' title='Soul Exercise'/><author><name>Marq C.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3444040788847237531</id><published>2010-06-26T23:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:02:10.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Day two</title><content type='html'>I cannot put into words what is in my head. I do know however  that there is a lot of beauty and a lot of beautiful people in Haiti and we cannot forget them. The Church has to continue in fact it needs to increase it&amp;#39;s effort here and rally more Churches around the globe to bring an end to corruption and bring new fresh ideas to help these people regain there independence with an opportunity to live a life like we enjoy every day. I love and miss you Alice, Jimmy, Justin, Mom, Dad  and all my family and friends. Please pray for our friends here in Haiti.&lt;p&gt;Jim Gregorich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-3444040788847237531?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3444040788847237531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3444040788847237531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3444040788847237531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3444040788847237531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-two.html' title='Day two'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1991405786585537765</id><published>2010-06-26T15:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:03:52.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCZWr1Fn9II/AAAAAAAAABI/ubpsKx4WnbU/s1600/photo-774835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCZWr1Fn9II/AAAAAAAAABI/ubpsKx4WnbU/s320/photo-774835.JPG"  border="0" alt="" 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title='Progress'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCZWr1Fn9II/AAAAAAAAABI/ubpsKx4WnbU/s72-c/photo-774835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1305256303208267612</id><published>2010-06-26T13:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:04:23.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Roof going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1305256303208267612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/roof-going-on.html' title='Roof going on'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCY8ZMl5UgI/AAAAAAAAABA/qQQFXzT_UOk/s72-c/photo-744669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6752569956078778366</id><published>2010-06-26T12:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:02:40.944-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Administering First Aid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCYtvBnvEEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rlQUV4Cx_qw/s1600/photo-792666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCYtvBnvEEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rlQUV4Cx_qw/s320/photo-792666.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487123481909727298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thank you Lindsey for your gifts of first aid. She saw some infections and first aid needs on the children near the house project. She scheduled a follow up appointment with them Monday. - tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6752569956078778366?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6752569956078778366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6752569956078778366' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6752569956078778366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6752569956078778366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/administering-first-aid.html' title='Administering First Aid'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCYtvBnvEEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rlQUV4Cx_qw/s72-c/photo-792666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5280036673103348729</id><published>2010-06-26T09:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:05:07.313-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;tr height="15" style="border-top: 1px solid #0F7BBC;"&gt;                     &lt;td&gt;                         We are on the way to the home building site. Nice and cool at night on the mountain. We have been trying to learn some creole phrases to communicate with kids. Have to text entries for today. Sorry for short entries                      &lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5280036673103348729?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5280036673103348729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5280036673103348729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5280036673103348729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5280036673103348729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-on-way-to-home-building-site.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1467367760239004949</id><published>2010-06-25T18:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:06:41.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Checking out the view</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCU8780ZtEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dJGOpT_pnJk/s1600/photo-747284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCU8780ZtEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dJGOpT_pnJk/s320/photo-747284.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486858721656681538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1467367760239004949?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1467367760239004949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1467367760239004949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1467367760239004949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1467367760239004949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/checking-out-view.html' title='Checking out the view'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCU8780ZtEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dJGOpT_pnJk/s72-c/photo-747284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4724291015965046151</id><published>2010-06-25T16:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:20:22.222-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Landed safely</title><content type='html'>Received word from Tim that the team has landed safely in Haiti.  Keep them in your prayers as they connect with our contacts there and begin their work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4724291015965046151?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4724291015965046151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4724291015965046151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4724291015965046151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4724291015965046151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/landed-safely.html' title='Landed safely'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5415052695861068807</id><published>2010-06-25T09:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:05:53.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCS0OqQ2BrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8VBSuyVL_6U/s1600/photo-749886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCS0OqQ2BrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8VBSuyVL_6U/s320/photo-749886.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486708410000213682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5415052695861068807?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5415052695861068807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5415052695861068807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5415052695861068807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5415052695861068807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCS0OqQ2BrI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8VBSuyVL_6U/s72-c/photo-749886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2526865876718676060</id><published>2010-06-25T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:14:08.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Here we go</title><content type='html'>We are set and ready..pray for us and our friends in Haiti. I love you Ally! Take care of the boys andd Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Gregorich &lt;br /&gt;V.P.&amp;amp; General Sales Manager&lt;br /&gt;Tempaco, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;2050 Tall Pines Drive&lt;br /&gt;Suite B&lt;br /&gt;Largo, FL. 33771&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2526865876718676060?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2526865876718676060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2526865876718676060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2526865876718676060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2526865876718676060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6127390384441633680</id><published>2010-06-25T09:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:13:20.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Airport</title><content type='html'>Everyone has made it to the airport. You don&amp;#39;t realize how much supplies and clothes we are taking until you try to check it all in. It&amp;#39;s really a lot of clothes. The people who receive it will be very thankful. &lt;p&gt;I think we are all pretty excited. Just some down time in the airports then hit the ground running. First stop is to drop 7 bags off to Saul who helps 100 kids living in the tents. &lt;p&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6127390384441633680?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6127390384441633680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6127390384441633680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6127390384441633680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6127390384441633680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/airport.html' title='Airport'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7734934871844998081</id><published>2010-06-25T05:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:12:44.027-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Preparation - from Steve</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;Getting very excited about the trip. &amp;nbsp;I know the frame of mind I want to be in for the trip - an empty vessel to be used however God wants to use me. &amp;nbsp;I'm getting there but the work and prep for the trip can put a drag on it. &amp;nbsp;I'm committed to being in the right frame of mind and heart by take-off!&lt;div&gt;I helped pack donation suitcases and finished putting all of my stuff together and packing and that got me very excited. &amp;nbsp;The only downside is not seeing family and friends for several days but I believe I can use that to get even more out of this experience. &amp;nbsp;It will help me lay everything out there and fully commit myself to serving. &amp;nbsp;Here we go!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7734934871844998081?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7734934871844998081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7734934871844998081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7734934871844998081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7734934871844998081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/preparation-from-steve.html' title='Preparation - from Steve'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2629293160379137765</id><published>2010-06-24T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:11:53.244-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Haiti</title><content type='html'>I feel awesome to do this it feels great to go and really help the people in need I&amp;#39;m so blest wow wow wow god bless you all and I know he will be whit us to protect us thanks again for this &lt;br /&gt;Change to make a diverens in somebody live&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2629293160379137765?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2629293160379137765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2629293160379137765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2629293160379137765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2629293160379137765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/haiti.html' title='Haiti'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6534278000676770483</id><published>2010-06-24T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:11:19.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Packed and ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today a bunch of us came in and finished packing a total of 19 bags of relief supplies. These will get distributed to 4 different areas: a friend of the church living in tents and taking care of 100 kids, the two orphanages we will be visiting, and a few go up to our school in Saint Louis du Nord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm sure all of the supplies will be greatly appreciated. We have food, baby supplies, clothes for all ages, toiletries, games and toys, and even a couple soccer ( sorry - football) balls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's been a long week and really can not believe we leave tomorrow. Everyone seems to have high spirits and are really excited to get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So until tomorrow. It will be exciting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote type="cite"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6534278000676770483?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6534278000676770483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6534278000676770483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6534278000676770483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6534278000676770483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/packed-and-ready.html' title='Packed and ready'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4188116353408783107</id><published>2010-06-24T12:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:10:51.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>19 Bags of Relief Supplies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCONlBmzpkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/mOUTvAUL4dw/s1600/photo-719295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCONlBmzpkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/mOUTvAUL4dw/s320/photo-719295.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486384438293276226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4188116353408783107?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4188116353408783107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4188116353408783107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4188116353408783107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4188116353408783107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/19-bags-of-relief-supplies.html' title='19 Bags of Relief Supplies'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rxp0SJHeQTE/TCONlBmzpkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/mOUTvAUL4dw/s72-c/photo-719295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-202315401048552089</id><published>2010-06-24T07:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:10:15.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>from Chris W.</title><content type='html'>Well it's my last day at work before the trip and anxiety and emotions are running high. Like the rest of the group leaving the comforts of home brings me many feelings. I have wanted to go to Haiti since watching all the news reports after the earthquake and now through the love and kindness of others I am going. God has been comforting me and bringing me peace within myself in order to go and be his hands and feet. I go with joy and love in my heart for the people I will form relationships with. Please pray for my brothers and sisters and I as we go to share the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-202315401048552089?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/202315401048552089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=202315401048552089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/202315401048552089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/202315401048552089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-chris-w.html' title='from Chris W.'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5520350445906694423</id><published>2010-06-23T20:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:09:33.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Before Haiti- Megan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Times New Roman"&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Haiti relief trip leaves in less than 2 days and I have tried my best to keep from concerning myself with the possible dangers or discomforts …. Why would I do this? I guess because a little part of me is scared to find out what I am about to fly into. I am a believer in the power of positive prayers and from my perspective, worrying about the future will not help or change what is to come. When it really comes down to it… I have no fear, god will guide me. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am at a cross roads in my life and for some reason god has told me to make this detour. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hope to change lives and help people while I am in Haiti but, I also hope to realize things about myself. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are all god's children but, some of us do not realize how important we are and others do not realize the importance of the lives we do not see…. I hope to see the big picture. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am excited for my journey and I am ready to be used for the good of humanity even in the littlest ways possible. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5520350445906694423?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5520350445906694423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5520350445906694423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5520350445906694423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5520350445906694423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/before-haiti-megan.html' title='Before Haiti- Megan'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4687514651130106161</id><published>2010-06-23T15:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:08:49.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>From Jim</title><content type='html'>A lot of excitement right now AND thoughts of where God is leading me. I pray that we can touch the lives of these folks AND more importantly save a soul who does not have a relationship with Jesus Christ. I also look forward to helping in any way that I can with our school in St.Louis du Nord. Please keep us all in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come. Jim Gregorich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4687514651130106161?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4687514651130106161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4687514651130106161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4687514651130106161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4687514651130106161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-jim.html' title='From Jim'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6651416154931978120</id><published>2010-06-23T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:07:59.347-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>From Paul</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,I took my first malarone malaria pill this morning. It really hit me that I'm going. The next step is getting on the plane Friday morning. Yep, in less than 2 days I'll be in Haiti for the first time since 1985. I wasn't sure I'd be able to go when Pastor Douglas asked for people to step up but through the grace of God, family and friends I will be. I vividly remember when Pastor Douglas gaves us the "smack down" because it gave me what I like to call my "Blues Brothers moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember near the start of the movie when Jake and Elwood are in the church where James Brown asks "DO YOU SEE THE LIGHT?!" Then a light shines down on Jake and he screams "I SEE THE LIGHT!" That's what happened to me so thank all of you for the opportunity to go do God's work. I'm sure we'll all come back just a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,Paul Hayes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6651416154931978120?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6651416154931978120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6651416154931978120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6651416154931978120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6651416154931978120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-paul.html' title='From Paul'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4142097939223698841</id><published>2010-06-22T18:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:21:16.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>From Michelle</title><content type='html'>So everyone told me I should blog on my trip. I hope I'm doing this right...I figured I should start by talking about myself first. My name is Michelle. Yes I'm 17 years young and the youngest on the trip BUT that does not mean I can't handle it. My family is incredibly supportive of my goals and dreams this one included. I couldn't do this without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My church family is amazing as well. They keep me in prayers and if it wasn't for them I wouldn't be going on this trip.Well we leave in 3 days. I have a to-do list thats probably a mile long. Odds are... I won't get it done. But in my own defense i am a teenager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a few of us met at the church at 9 am to pack the suitcases that we're donating in haiti. People donated some really great stuff and it was amazing to see how much people pull toether to help those in need. Well while we're going through these clothes we were saying how ugly some of these items were and how we would NEVER wear them. I had no idea how spoiled i was until yesterday. Whenever someone would say that to me I'd pull the "I've been working since i was 14!" line. I bagged groceries...poor me. These people have nothing and are so grateful for anything. I think we all need to be told that we're not better than anyone and our standards are slightly ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to make a difference and try to change the world... but i have a feeling I'll be one changing the most."so what could i say? and what could i do? but offer this heart oh god completely to you."well until next time,&lt;3 michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4142097939223698841?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4142097939223698841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4142097939223698841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4142097939223698841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4142097939223698841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-michelle.html' title='From Michelle'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-9040871528419056771</id><published>2010-06-22T16:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:23:52.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>The Haiti Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TCEbUrBkxEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MYhI8r14u44/s1600/Haiti+Team+Cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TCEbUrBkxEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MYhI8r14u44/s400/Haiti+Team+Cropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485695863074636866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TCEaacmZxoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GsP-ANJ8yKE/s1600/Haiti+Team+Cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured from left to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Row:  Megan Incorvia, Michelle Shiffield, Paul Hayes, Keirsten Reilly, Lindsey Reese, Gina Logan, Marq Caughell, Jim Gregorich, Tim Walters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back Row:  Chris Warne, Steve Manville, Pete Ward, Chris Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep these folks in your prayers this week and next. Keep not only them in your prayers, but also their family and friends as well as the people they will meet and serve in Haiti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-9040871528419056771?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/9040871528419056771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=9040871528419056771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/9040871528419056771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/9040871528419056771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/haiti-team.html' title='The Haiti Team'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TCEbUrBkxEI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MYhI8r14u44/s72-c/Haiti+Team+Cropped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2712790226998850368</id><published>2010-06-22T07:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T09:45:49.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Making An Impact</title><content type='html'>On Friday, 14 of us will board a plane and fly to Haiti to serve those who are still suffering from the earthquake.  The idea and heartfelt notion to send in a team to help has come full circle.  There was a time not too many weeks ago that I seriously thought we would have to cancel the trip. We did not have the minimum number of people nor the funds required.  Then a God thing happened, people signed up and in came support. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow things worked themselves out and the 14 of us are ready to go.  This is not a cheap trip.  Not like during Katrina which was a tank of gas and a sleeping bag.  Of the 14, we have people who have emptied savings accounts, used school tuition money, held garage sales, asked the congregation for help, and asked family and friends for support - all to go and be the hands and feet of the One who matters.  It goes to say something for these people and their hearts.  It goes to say something about those who have supported us.  It goes to say something about how God has impressed upon people who don't even believe in Him - to give and support someone in our group.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our team is comprised of a great group of passionate people who really want to make an impact, have some significance, and help those who are in need.  The youngest is 17 years old - the oldest is .. well lets just say older.. We have a nurse, and engineer, managers, VP's, students, journalists, hard workers, people who are out of work, and former military. A lot of people with very different skills and gifts but all with the same goal. To try and better the life of someone less fortunate.  To try and offer a little hope in their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the 14, only 2 have been to Haiti before.  So, its safe to say, that most of us have no idea what to expect.  We do know that we will be giving up many of the conveniences of home and yet, we will still be much better off than 95% of the population of Haiti.  I read in the news today that a tropical wave was bringing rain to Haiti and Port-au_prince could see up to an inch of rain. With a lot of people living under sheets or in tents, one inch will create even more havoc in their lives - what these people would give to be safe and out of the elements.  A couple months ago I was camping with the family and it rained so much, we bagged it-  tore down the tent, threw it in the truck and headed home.  Home, where it was warm- dry - and the bed was like a dream cloud.  These people will have no where to go.  No where to avoid the mud, the rain, the damp smell in their clothes. Most will just have to wait out the rains - hope it does not last too long and ruin what's left of their "conveniences" and their hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we will give up air conditioning, our comfort foods, our Starbucks, ice cold drinks,  etc - but we will still be in a very nice Guest House which most Haitians would love to enjoy.  We will get 2 meals a day, a bed at night, and a roof over our heads.  This is not to brag or be disrespectful, its just to say while we may be "roughing it" by our standards, we are still miles above the conditions Haitians live in today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these experiences will be recorded at this blog site over the next week.   The team has been encouraged to blog and share their thoughts.  I would invite you to check back daily to see what has been posted so you can get an idea of the feelings and passion these 14 people are experiencing day to day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is ready to go.  Eager to serve - eager to make an impact of those we don't even know and some we will never see again.  And yet in all of this, something inside me knows that after all of the work, all of the help, all of the discussions of helping - perhaps the other side of the story is not so much what "we did" - but of what "happened to us".  For I don't think that any of us will come back and not be impacted.  We will be impacted from those we don't know, whom we don't understand language-wise, and from whom we will never see again.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday, 14 of us leave to help change peoples lives.  On Tuesday, 14 of us will return with our lives changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2712790226998850368?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2712790226998850368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2712790226998850368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2712790226998850368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2712790226998850368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/making-impact.html' title='Making An Impact'/><author><name>Tim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331938291703700056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5407026024366019840</id><published>2010-06-20T07:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:50:05.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extension Min'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti Earthquake Relief'/><title type='text'>Heading to Haiti</title><content type='html'>This week we will be teaming up with &lt;a href="http://www.410bridge.org/haiti/"&gt;410 Bridge&lt;/a&gt; and sending a team of 14 people to Haiti to be the hands and feet of Jesus to the people affected by the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check back here often for updates on their trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zffww8QLCFo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zffww8QLCFo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5407026024366019840?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5407026024366019840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5407026024366019840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5407026024366019840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5407026024366019840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/heading-to-haiti.html' title='Heading to Haiti'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5485184126764325681</id><published>2010-06-20T06:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:30:59.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fathers&apos; Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Dad Rocks'/><title type='text'>My Dad Rocks Competition 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Happy Fathers' Day to all of the dads, granddads, and role models out there!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To honor Dads at Cypress we hosted for the second year in a row the My Dad Rocks contest.  We wanted to post here the entries of honorable mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this morning during our services we'll announce the winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt; because he is honestly the most humble,  genuine and caring person I have ever met. He has shown me the ultimate example of unconditional love  &amp;amp; taught me through example that it is in giving that we receive. He has  also been the spiritual leader in our house growing up &amp;amp; is the sole  reason our family started attending church on a regular basis since birth &amp;amp;  still does until this day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; has been there to support &amp;amp; guide me every step of the way  throughout &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; entire life. From sharing tears with me after I lost the spelling bee in  2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; grade to sitting out in the cold to watch me cheer at every high school  &amp;amp; college football game over the years, I cannot think of a time in &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; life when he has not been there for me.  He has been &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;  spiritual coach, financi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;al advisor, biggest fan &amp;amp; best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Because of this, I feel so blessed to nominate Lee Staton, who just turned 76 on May 28th! However, I’m sure he would be too humble to accept any prize or recognition for this contest. That is just another example  of what I love about him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;~ Gina Staton Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":3t" class="ii gt"&gt;&lt;div link="blue" vlink="purple" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;He’s young, strong, very  handsome, loving, smells good (after his shower) and has a nice smile and dimple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB34uRVBsKI/AAAAAAAAADo/dnwOTsEZi7w/s1600/IMG_6779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB34uRVBsKI/AAAAAAAAADo/dnwOTsEZi7w/s320/IMG_6779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484813395016396962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;he works hard so &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; mom, me and &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; sister can have a nice house, clothes and go on exciting vacations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;he sprayed for monsters  when me and &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; sister were little so we were never afraid of  the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;when we get hurt, he takes  good care of us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;gives awesome dolphin rides  in the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;plays baseball, football,  and soccer with us so we can excel in our sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;if he has to, he will help  with homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;he takes and picks me up  from school (&lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; friends think he’s &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;  brother)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;if we need or want  something, we always ask him first, because mom always says no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB37TTC6-aI/AAAAAAAAADw/veCfD0L3wA0/s1600/IMG_6783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB37TTC6-aI/AAAAAAAAADw/veCfD0L3wA0/s200/IMG_6783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484816230155745698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;he is without a doubt the  best wrestler in the entire world, and he sometimes lets us win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;he is not crazy about  roller coasters, but will ride with me over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;the best thing about &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; is that he loves me and &lt;span class="il"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; sister, and that will never  ever change..we can count on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;~ Bekah and  Brooke Kashtan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt; because of his  astounding ability to remain the most masculine man we know, while being surrounded by seven females. It takes a real man to  endure the challenges, and the daily obstacles of coping with watching those  six little girls, develop into six beautiful women. His patience is  inconceivable! Along with his capability to understand we’re far from perfect, and his  undying love for every imperfection we throw his way. Superman may save everyone  from bad guys, but daddy kept the monsters out from under the bed; and those everyday boys far away, far too well. He has never told us how to live  our lives; he has lived his, and provided us the chance to watch. Although,  he would never deny a challenge himself; he made it very evident that we  would never be forced to face them on our own. It takes one amazing man to be a comical genius, a parent, a hero, a spiritual guide, a shoulder to cry  on, someone to run to, and a best friend; and to be aware and around,  whenever he is needed. Our daddy is the strongest man we know; physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. He has never needed a title, no number one  &lt;span class="il"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt;, because he knows without a shadow of a doubt; he is the best. And there  is not one man in this world, who could handle everything he does; with the  same undeniable smile on his face. We really do appreciate everything about  you, daddy. You are our hero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love, the six of us.  (submitted to honor Bruce Boltze by Daphne Boltze)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB32GmvRCeI/AAAAAAAAADY/-EPt47UzIHQ/s1600/Dad+and+Leia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB32GmvRCeI/AAAAAAAAADY/-EPt47UzIHQ/s320/Dad+and+Leia.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484810514545576418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  because he always makes me feel better in tough times. When I was a  little girl, I had lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; two front teeth, I  was so mortified. I was crying like crazy when all of a sudden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; turns around and his  front teeth are gone too! I immediately stopped crying and began to  laugh hysterically. Apparently when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; was young he had gotten into an accident and lost  his front teeth and has had partials ever since. I had no clue! To this  day at the age of 28 he can still make me feel like the day of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; missing teeth, loved, special and never alone.  I  may have gotten money from the tooth fairy that day, but the feeling and  memory will forever be priceless and last a lifetime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Missing  tooth laughter with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Priceless!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It  doesn't really matter if I win this contest, I have already won  with the Best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="il"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB33aMtCZRI/AAAAAAAAADg/hZBdXWiaoA0/s320/Dad+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484811950665917714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5485184126764325681?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5485184126764325681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5485184126764325681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5485184126764325681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5485184126764325681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-dad-rocks-competition-2010.html' title='My Dad Rocks Competition 2010'/><author><name>Cypress Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00775968603557367373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/S1cfoWWQAjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aU2LvC5u1o0/S220/Faith+Hope+and+Love+Combined+Logo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18AGBEVM8nM/TB34uRVBsKI/AAAAAAAAADo/dnwOTsEZi7w/s72-c/IMG_6779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4109635162872363405</id><published>2010-05-10T14:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:12:55.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti 5/10 Slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;View full size &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/coxdigitalarts/sets/72157623909496831/show/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt; 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Every time I come here I wonder as I'm headed over on the plane if it's worth me coming. I mean let's be honest - I don't have all that many skill sets that are useful in Haiti. I'm not a contractor, a mechanic, a doctor, or any of the many professional trades that are in such demand here. I love making music taking pictures, but what is that in Haiti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But each time I leave with a similar experience. I just show up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just show up and God arranges these crazy divine appointments. These things that could never happen unless we just show up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times this week, Douglas and I would make eye contact and just say, "we just showed up". Time and time again - like our meeting with Water Mission International (read day one). I mean who in there right mind comes to Haiti without making some arrangements for where you will sleep that night (side note - if you do come to Haiti - make arrangements =) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just showed up, knowing very little about this organization, and had no idea how important that connection would become (or that we would be able to stay that night).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday - same story. We ran over to the mission to check email and get a video home for Sunday's service. I saw a mac guy, so naturally I had to strike up a conversation (nerd - see above). I asked him what he was doing in Haiti - in a thick california surfer accent, he told me he was down here for a year working with two organizations. One was the mission and the other is an organization called Outside the Bowl. Outside the Bowl provides organizations &amp; churches with food to distribute to the community around them. He asked what I was doing here and I told him about the church, about Jean, and about the kids at our school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we talked a while, he asked if I thought the school might be interested in distributing food to the kids once or twice a week. I told him I wasn't sure, but I thought it would be something Jean would be very interested in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Jean arrived to pick us up, I made the introduction. He was so excited about the possibility of serving their kids at least one nutritious meal a week. He was so excited about the connection. Now, Siloe Missionary Church and School may very well begin providing their community with food - all because I just showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do very little here in the way of intentional choices beyond just coming, listening, watching, and being obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder in what ways I loose this mindset when I'm home. How often am I looking for where God is working. How often do I give myself fully to the wind of God's Spirit and allow it to lead me through my day - content just to follow His movement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fight the idea that it is not enough. Its not enough to "just show up". It feels irresponsible…reckless…lazy - and I suppose if given over to selfishness or complacency it could quickly become such. But after "showing up" a time or two, I will say - it is much harder (at least in the beginning) to follow God's plan than it is to follow the ways I believe are right, responsible, and wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs says, "There is a way that seems right to man, but in the end it leads to death".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to think about that as you find ways in your world to "just show up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-3348003466593360067?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3348003466593360067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3348003466593360067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3348003466593360067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3348003466593360067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-show-up.html' title='Just Show Up'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1029602457235144499</id><published>2010-05-03T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:25:29.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been To Haiti, Drank the Water, Got the Bug, and I Didn't Even Get the T-Shirt</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I've been to Haiti. The handful of times I had been before this one was just preparing me for this trip. Crazy things this time - lost my iPhone, had to sleep outside in the rain, 3 hour church services every night (and some days multiple) almost entirely in Creole, and now the stomach funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the night last night wearing out a path to the toilet. Good news - I'm headed home and tomorrow it will all just be great stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Side note - Having "the funk" made me even more determined to get clean water to these people who have to regularly fight through what I've been whining about having the last couple days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Douglas said, "Been there done that…"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1029602457235144499?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1029602457235144499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1029602457235144499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1029602457235144499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1029602457235144499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/05/been-to-haiti-drank-water-got-bug-and-i.html' title='Been To Haiti, Drank the Water, Got the Bug, and I Didn&apos;t Even Get the T-Shirt'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5538843343023082421</id><published>2010-05-01T11:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:13:29.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three</title><content type='html'>Day three was fairly uneventful (compared to the previous two). And we were more than ok with that. It started at the mission enjoying the company of other groups who had come to help in Haiti. We had some breakfast and got to talk with the mission director for a bit. Interesting and extraordinary lady who has given her life to Haiti. She told us how busy the mission had been since the earthquake, and that there was a large group leaving and a larger group coming that day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it was the three hours of sleep talking, maybe with was the crowd of people we tried to sleep in last night, maybe it was a God thing, but Douglas and I both had the same idea at the same time…get out of there. Jean had told us about a hotel that someone just opened at the top of the same mountain the mission was on. So we decided to walk to the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the reason we hadn't stayed there the night before was because Jean could not find a vehicle that could make the climb. So lets not call this a walk - this was an all out hike to the hotel. We would get to the top of a steep climb only to find another steep climb to make. Turn by turn, we made our way to the top of the mountain in the 90 degree heat. The thick humid air was oppressive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9xKkTtxXwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ClrS55uRHaM/s200/IMG_1558.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466326035348938498" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally made it to the top and found a very nice hotel with a killer view. Douglas and I looked at each other and just had to laugh - it looked like we had jumped in a swimming pool. We got a room here (cheaper than we could stay at the mission) and got to just relax for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After cleaning up and a quick power nap, we got on the hotel shuttle (yes they had a shuttle) and made our way into town. After dinner at the Pastors house and made our way to the church to get ready for the service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9xKiik1qvI/AAAAAAAAAUg/RhX8Whc_yMI/s200/IMG_1518.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466326004978264818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Service was excellent. Worship was inspiring. I hung out in the back this time - I wanted to be able to get some film and video (ended up not getting anything great). It was absolutely packed. Every seat, every inch of floor space, the isle, the balcony, people were literally hanging out of the building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9xKj9ZVyzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ZexOyw36XPc/s200/IMG_1554.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466326029357665074" /&gt;As loud as the speakers were, the worshippers were every bit as deafening. Beautiful songs with rich harmonies… it was awe inspiring. I worshipped right along side them. They would occasionally sing a song I knew in creole, but most of the time I was just listening and praying. It was beautiful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9xKk0z7cfI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wa9GaU-sUYo/s200/Photomerge.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466326044233134578" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Douglas and I both walked out with our ears ringing. I had a splitting headache. We were exhausted and looked forward to our beautiful hotel (and more importantly, the beautiful AC that we were told works after 10pm and until 5AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it back, AC did eventually come on, and we were all asleep very quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a nice thought today that we are more than halfway home. I'm always happy to be here and happier to be going home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace and peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5538843343023082421?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5538843343023082421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5538843343023082421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5538843343023082421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5538843343023082421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-three.html' title='Day Three'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9xKkTtxXwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ClrS55uRHaM/s72-c/IMG_1558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-3725894496915630989</id><published>2010-04-30T11:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:56:56.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two - A Night Under the Stars (and rain)</title><content type='html'>***day one is below***&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh…Haiti. What a beautiful and disgusting mess. There's trash everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean EVERYWHERE!  There is little pride in this country. The dream, if you ask anyone, is to get out. To escape. America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be hard to have pride in your country in a place like this. There are so many problems. So much broken. I'd want out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are also men like Saul and his family, who, where most people see problems, see opportunity. Saul is a smart man. He's been in politics, law, a teacher, an author, and just an all around fun guy. A laugh as big as any I've ever heard. He and a handful of others like him, make these trips fun. We spend most of our days here with He, his boys (Lulu and Saul Jr), Jean, Jose, Jude, the pastor and his family, and a few other random friends and faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the first half of the second day at the Water Mission riding around with the director and talking to the staff. We both left there knowing we had made a very important connection. We were met by Saul and Lulu (who could easily stand in as a middle linebacker for some college team) and went to the small airport to fly up to Port Au Paix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our 45 minute flight in a tiny puddle jumper dodging clouds and bouncing around the mountain skies of the island of Hispanol. We landed safely and were met with some good friends of Saul on the airport runway (Saul's the kind of guy who has great friends anywhere we find ourselves among the 10 million people of Haiti). We went straight to the church service - the first of a five day "conference" that will end in the ordination of Jean, and the "real reason" we're here. The service started at 6. Our people decided they wanted to get there a bit earlier than normal, so we wondered over around 6:45 (nope-not a typo). The service was just getting ready to start. We walked in the door and the worship team and singers began. It was so loud, my ears are still ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great band - the Pastor's sons all play a few instruments. Jude was on bass that night and is every bit as good as any of the excellent musicians I get to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. As far as I could tell, any one could walk up, grab the mic and sing any song they'd like. The band would quickly find the key the singer landed on and jump in with accompaniment. As a musician - it was impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it through the 3 hour service of which I understood &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of. After the service we walked to the pastors house for a meal prepared by the pastor's wife. We sat around the table and talked for a while about the church, challenges they're facing, and what God is doing there. Sounded a lot like conversations we as a church staff have every tuesday around our table at home. Same challenges, same complaints, same God coming through in similar ways.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner, we headed out. Douglas and I were ready to get to the mission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I've been to the mission, we've been the only people in a place that is capable of housing hundreds. This time was different however. This time, it was clear as we drove up that this place was full. It was so full. There were no beds, not a spare inch on the floor for an extra mattress. But with her characteristically gracious way, Maurine from the mission told us she'd be happy to have us if we don't mind just finding a spot. And that's what we did. The only spot we could find was up on the roof over looking the city and shore line. Really a very beautiful spot. A beautiful view with a welcomed escape from the muggy conditions inside the complex walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we made our make shift beds and lay down, Douglas (once again in classic Douglas form) starts talking "sailor" (yet another language I don't speak). Something about the northwinds, low pressure mixing with the southernly high pressure and the barometric pressure philharmonic existential onamonapia (at least that's what I heard). After breaking it down for me, he told me "in layman's terms" that he thought it was going to rain. I told him he just needs to believe and all will be well. We laid there for a few more minutes and I hear him get up - I look over and he's packing up his stuff to bring inside. After ragging him (something about being old and girly) I convinced him to just keep his stuff out there and stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut to 3 hours later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Downpour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I manage to slip my shoes on, thrown my bag on my back and stuff my bedding under my arm. We find a muggy little corner in the entrance way of the complex to try and sleep the rest of the night away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say - as I sit and type this this morning...I'm exhausted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright - enough for now. Grace and peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-3725894496915630989?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/3725894496915630989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=3725894496915630989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3725894496915630989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/3725894496915630989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-two-night-under-stars-and-rain.html' title='Day Two - A Night Under the Stars (and rain)'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-963268957347561820</id><published>2010-04-30T10:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:26:16.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One - Nothing's Easy</title><content type='html'>The first day, like most days in Haiti, have been non stop. The trip started like most trips to Haiti. Frustration. The flight from Miami was delayed, we sat and sweated on runway for close to an hour. The flight itself was uneventful, but once we got to Port Au Prince, we walked off the plane and as we stood in line to get on the bus, I realized my iPhone was not in my pocket. I always have it in my front left pocket and remembered turning it on on my way out of the plane. Somewhere in between the plane and the line I was standing in, my phone either fell out or was taken. After going through all the normal routes of trying to find it, I surrendered to the thought of moving on and went to grab our luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luggage is always fun at the Port Au Prince Airport. The last few time's we've come, we've flown with as many bags as they will allow us to bring. We end up paying for the maximum because getting supplies here any other way is so unreliable. So we have people from our church bring in nice clothes for both adults and children, a couple tents and luggage that can be left in Haiti. It's a great idea, the thing we always forget is to remember what our bags look like before we give them up in Tampa. Baggage claim is so frustrating. All the passengers from flights that arrive file into a medium size warehouse building that is the temporary (due to the earthquake) home for baggage claim, customs, and airline offices (I heard Douglas describe it to someone as a "chaotic, boiler-house/makeshift hanger filled with hot angry travelers yelling at each other in french), The airline opens up a garage door and the luggage gets dumps into piles. Hundreds of people all looking through piles of bags at the same time. Add to it that Douglas and I have very little idea about what we're looking for, the sweaty crowd yelling in french and creole… It's always my least favorite part of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got our bags together we walk out into the masses of chaos. We fight our way through the crowd finally surrendering to the pushy men around us to carry our bags and find our people. Saul, a man who has become a very good friend here, was there to meet us and take us around. We finally make it to the car with all our bags and as we get there, we see him looking in the windows and feeling his pockets…no keys. He's lost them somewhere among the mob. After altogether unsuccessfully trying to retrace steps, a man in the crowd notices that we are looking for something. Saul told him in french that he had lost his keys and was trying to find them. The man asked what kind of car he drove. Saul points to his pathfinder. The man with great pleasure told Saul he drove the same car and gave Saul his keys to try. We took the keys (mostly to just be polite) and tried it in the car. And crank - the car came to life. We were all amazed. The man and Saul drove up to a hardware store close to the airport and was able to get a few copies made of the key and we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often come on these trips expecting one thing and receiving something very different. We came with the intention of being a part of a ordination process for our Pastor in St Louis De Nord. That still will happen but, God had some divine appoints for us to make first. We arrived in Port Au Prince, not knowing where we would be staying for the night. We had an idea of some things we were going to get accomplished, but enough times in Haiti has taught me to stick very loosely to any plans that have been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the trip, our church had been in contact with a organization that has found a way to build very cheaply, water purification systems that need very little maintenance over time and provides reliable, clean water (10 gallons a minute). We knew the name of the place (Water Mission International) and had the address to the organization, but other than that had very little info. But we knew that we at least needed to have a conversation to see if this system might be a possibility for our people in north Haiti. We drove up to the walled complex and banged on the large metal gate to see if we could come it. A Haitian armed with an impressive looking gun cracked the door. Saul explained in french who were and what we were hoping to accomplish. After a couple minutes of a conversation I understood nothing of, the gate rolled open and we were escorted to the front door. We made introductions to a Portuguese woman named Elsa. In english this time, we explained what it was we were doing in Haiti and asked if we might talk to them about our school and how we might be able to work together. She escorted us in to the converted home and invited us to sit at a big table out back. She also told Douglas (my Pastor) that if &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; didn't have a place to stay tonight &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would be able to stay there. Not making eye contact with me, she politely told him that they only make accommodations for Pastors and had room for only one. Douglas chuckled, patted me on the back, and said in classic Douglas form, "Good luck dude - I'll see you in the morning."He &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; told her that we were traveling together and that we would need to find a place we could both stay for the night. She kind of shrugged and said - if your only needing one night, we can make some room. We made our way back to a room with 4 bunk beds and dropped off the load of luggage we had lugged around. We toured the small complex and we're introduced to the engineers and staff and were given a full run down of the system they build for villages in Haiti (and around the world). We made, what I think will become, a very important connection for both the church and for myself. We ended up very quickly (as is usually the case here) making very deep connections with people who have a shared passion for a radical faith and a life that Jesus spoke of. We sat around the table till late in the evening with people from Germany, Honduras, America, Africa, Portugal, and Haiti. We talked about life, love, passion, and faith. Like most every of these trips, these late night conversations with the most interesting mix of people and food are what make these trips sustainable and life giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now, I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace and peace.&lt;br /&gt;-Chris&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9r03OK-III/AAAAAAAAAUI/XvQNG_qhz5E/s400/IMG_1308.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465950327301611650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9r02W8fiwI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1gEvEFQka2s/s400/IMG_1272.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465950312476936962" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S9r02_F7V_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/B3FbhKt5G0I/s400/IMG_1306.jpg" style="float:left; 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&lt;param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fcoxdigitalarts%2Fsets%2F72157623687111890%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fcoxdigitalarts%2Fsets%2F72157623687111890%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157623687111890&amp;amp;jump_to="&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&amp;amp;lang=en-us&amp;amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fcoxdigitalarts%2Fsets%2F72157623687111890%2Fshow%2F&amp;amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fcoxdigitalarts%2Fsets%2F72157623687111890%2F&amp;amp;set_id=72157623687111890&amp;amp;jump_to=" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7901531100415353809?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7901531100415353809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7901531100415353809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7901531100415353809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7901531100415353809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/03/photos-from-haiti.html' title='Photos from Haiti'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6511543145742724151</id><published>2010-03-12T08:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:09:52.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Images of Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pK-yu1QeI/AAAAAAAAATw/lPCgMjrKBYs/s1600-h/IMG_9986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pK-yu1QeI/AAAAAAAAATw/lPCgMjrKBYs/s400/IMG_9986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447749141888582114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pK-VFSzjI/AAAAAAAAATo/lQd9lST8jEM/s1600-h/IMG_9940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pK-VFSzjI/AAAAAAAAATo/lQd9lST8jEM/s400/IMG_9940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447749133929729586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pKdDgfcYI/AAAAAAAAATg/g_SybGtVLmM/s1600-h/IMG_9886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pAXFu-uWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0r1cMiQ2ieI/s400/IMG_0153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447737464678431074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pAWyncMtI/AAAAAAAAARw/_M1ENU6rhg0/s1600-h/IMG_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pAWyncMtI/AAAAAAAAARw/_M1ENU6rhg0/s400/IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447737459546534610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6511543145742724151?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6511543145742724151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6511543145742724151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6511543145742724151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6511543145742724151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2010/03/images-of-haiti.html' title='Images of Haiti'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/S5pK-yu1QeI/AAAAAAAAATw/lPCgMjrKBYs/s72-c/IMG_9986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1652465545830424773</id><published>2009-08-27T12:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:45:15.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Great Is Our God Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/Spa4FBSNA0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/aFMIuBWdYOc/s1600-h/howgreat_dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/Spa4FBSNA0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/aFMIuBWdYOc/s200/howgreat_dvd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374685601696908098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had many people ask about the video from last night's service and where they can get it. The video can be purchased here: &lt;a href="http://www.passiontalkseries.com/"&gt;http://www.passiontalkseries.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It can be purchased as a whole set (4 DVD's in the set) or individually. The DVD we used last night was called How Great Is Our God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1652465545830424773?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1652465545830424773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1652465545830424773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1652465545830424773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1652465545830424773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-great-is-our-god-video.html' title='How Great Is Our God Video'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/Spa4FBSNA0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/aFMIuBWdYOc/s72-c/howgreat_dvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5144851337554956870</id><published>2009-08-26T00:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:00:00.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 7 - Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Enough&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Chris Tomlin&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture References: Psalm 103&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Verse Text: Psalm 103:1-5 “Praise the Lord, O my soul, all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits…who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TI9RIbaa87I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TI9RIbaa87I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember Louie handing me a torn piece of paper from his journal just before the 2001 Passion tour was to hit the road. On it was written this thought among others; “all of you is more than enough for all of me… for every thirst…for every need.” I thought this was such an important and refreshing truth. A truth not just for an audience, but a truth for me personally. Let’s face it, we live in a broken world and we live broken lives. There is so much advertisement today for the “other side of the fence, greener grass” life. TV, magazines, Internet, everywhere you turn, it’s one big plug for that “something else” to make life just grand. And since man and woman first came on the scene, it’s the same trick, the same lie. And the lie just leaves us empty and more unsatisfied every time.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I love Psalm 103.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;v. 1-5 “Praise the Lord, O my soul, all my inmost being, praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits...who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;God is enough! Way more than enough! In your loneliest and most broken times, he is the one who satisfies. I am not writing from some place I’ve never been. I know what it is like to feel lonely. I know how it feels to lose someone very close. And I know the game of chasing a temporary fix that just leaves you more desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That piece of torn paper had so much to say. Attributes of God were scribbled randomly all over it. And this statement kept appearing in the midst of them… “And still more awesome than I know.” I would encourage you to do this as well. Write down on a journal page the most amazing and beautiful attributes of God you can conceive. Let it be a worship time to God. And end it with, “and still more awesome than I know.” One day the “coming King” will appear and we will see just how awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;br /&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=215749&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5144851337554956870?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5144851337554956870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5144851337554956870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5144851337554956870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5144851337554956870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/private-worship-day-7-enough_26.html' title='Private Worship Day 7 - Enough'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4771717377328815254</id><published>2009-08-25T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:00:01.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 6 - The Discipline Of Lonely Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Discipline Of Lonely Places&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: JD Walt&lt;br /&gt;Scripture References: Luke 5:16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed."&lt;/blockquote&gt;The multiple tasking pace of the Palm Pilot age (or DayTimer for the luddites) poses a perilous threat to the ministry Jesus would do among us. Clearly our lives are over-scheduled and under contemplated. But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed. 9 simple words, yet they contain a major strand of the DNA code of Jesus Christ. Let’s break the code.&lt;br /&gt;BUT--But is a context word; a word that says look around; a word signifying a contrast. To be like Jesus means we will contrast with the world around us. Note what comes before the but: crowds, demands, stress, responsibility. (see vv.1-15) But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places where he prayed. Being like Jesus means we need a strategic but (oops!) in our lives too. He moved in a rhythmic pattern between crowds, small groups and solitude. It is no different for us. (see Mark 6:30-32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFTEN--the Greek verb tense here is the imperfect which means “he continually withdrew.” Over and over and over, it was his pattern of life. But how can we find time for this? Do we think we are more in demand than Jesus? He carved out the time because his life and ministry depended on it. Until we cultivate this kind of dependency our ministry will not properly be in his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITHDREW-- the sense of the Greek word here conveys a planned, intentional deliberate course of action done repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO LONELY PLACES—The late Henry Nouwen put it this way: “In solitude, I get rid of my scaffolding.” Take some time and examine the Scriptures. In Luke 4, prior to beginning his public ministry Jesus goes to the desert. Luke 4:42 “At daybreak Jesus went out to a solitary place.” Luke 6:12 “One of those days Jesus went out to a mountainside to pray, and spent the night praying to God.” Luke 11:1 “One day Jesus was praying in a certain place.” Luke 22:39 “Jesus went out as usual to the Mount of Olives, and his disciples followed him. . . . He withdrew about a stone’s throw beyond them, knelt down and prayed...”&lt;br /&gt;AND PRAYED—Thoreau went to the woods to think. We go to pray. Why? Because prayer is God’s most powerful way of engaging the participation of his people in the particularity of his plans and purposes in the world. Until we learn to pray “Thy Kingdom Come. Thy Will be done on earth as it is in heaven,” we cannot hope to be a significant player in God’s economy. And until we learn the discipline of lonely places we will never learn to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed. It is a practice He longs to weave into our genetic code. And remember, a stone’s throw is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;br /&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=215747&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4771717377328815254?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4771717377328815254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4771717377328815254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4771717377328815254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4771717377328815254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/private-worship-day-6-discipline-of.html' title='Private Worship Day 6 - The Discipline Of Lonely Places'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2026151119498671254</id><published>2009-08-24T00:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:00:02.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 5 - Everlasting God</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Everlasting God&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Brenton Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXsYaBQGbM0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qXsYaBQGbM0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the words of Isaiah 40 were first written, Israel was in exile, punished for abandoning her first love, and scattered across the lands of the middle east. Her temple destroyed, Her people conquered in warfare and then enslaved or forced to live as aliens in other countries. In every way they were far from the blessing and peace of David and Solomon's reign. And then God, through Isaiah, speaks these words to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;6 "All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. 7 The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the LORD blows on them. Surely the people are grass.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things i love about God is how aware He is of our weaknesses - even more aware than we are i think. Aren't these words a healthy corrective to the 'you can do anything you put your mind to' approach we tend to adopt in the West when we want to get things done. The truth is we can't do anything we put our minds to. Sooner or later, no matter who we are, we are eventually confronted with our own mortality. Our own limits. We are weak and fragile and the time we have here on earth is very small. Unfortunately we tend to be mindful of this humbling truth only when we encounter tragedy. But God in this chapter not only reminds Israel of her fragility. He offers His people something they had not known for a long, long time - hope. God promises Israel His comfort and His strength if they simply call on Him. 'Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and proclaim to her that her hard service has been completed, that her sin has been paid for, that she has received from the LORD's hand double for all her sins....' What God says next to Israel offers all of us hope today because it depends not at all on where we are in history, but entirely on who our unchanging God is. 'See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power, and his arm rules for him. See, his reward is with him, and his recompense accompanies him.11 He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young'. As God reminds Israel, He reminds us, the spiritual Israel today, that He is aware of us. He is aware of our needs. He knows exactly who we are and what each one of us is struggling with. And He gives us this hope. That those who wait on Him, those who entwine themselves in Him, like a cord is entwined with other cords and is strengthened, will be strengthened by the God who does not grow weary or weak. The everlasting God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;27 Why do you say, O Jacob, and complain, O Israel, "My way is hidden from the LORD; my cause is disregarded by my God"? 28 Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. 29 He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. 30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; 31 but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't this stir your heart to praise? I know it stirs mine. I've said it before, and I know it sounds strange, but I am so proud of our God. I am so proud of His consistency, His compassion, His awesome and unlimited power. But even beyond His power I am moved by the mercy and compassion He has for His people. This is a God worth following, this is a God who stirs my heart in adoration and worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;br /&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=477334&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2026151119498671254?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2026151119498671254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2026151119498671254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2026151119498671254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2026151119498671254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/private-worship-day-5-everlasting-god.html' title='Private Worship Day 5 - Everlasting God'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1005345490191247</id><published>2009-08-23T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:00:01.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 4 - How Can I Keep From Singing Your Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Can I Keep From Singing Your Praise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Author: Chris Tomlin&lt;br /&gt;Scripture References: &lt;a href="http://read.ly/2Cor11.24.NLT" target="_blank"&gt;2 Corinthians 11: 24-27&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://read.ly/2Cor4.7.NLT" target="_blank"&gt;2 Corinthians 4:7-10&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://read.ly/Phil1.19.NLT" target="_blank"&gt;Philippians 1:19-21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEzEbtA9ba8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WEzEbtA9ba8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the opportunity a couple of weeks ago, to go to one of the biggest college football games ever, the University of Texas vs. Ohio State. While I was there I realized that it did not matter whether you are a fan, alumni, or just a person mooching off a season ticket holder (like myself), that when the band starts playing the Texas fight song, “The Eyes of Texas,” you cannot help but sing along. It is so exciting to see a sea of burnt orange standing with their pointer finger and pinky in the air and singing, “until Gabriel blows his horn.” At that point you move from spectator to participant. For those on the outside, or at home watching the game on TV, this may seem strange because at that point you are a spectator. However, if you are in the stands, participating, there is absolutely no way you can just sit and watch everyone else sing their hearts out. You have to sing. You can’t keep from singing.&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t that the same way with our faith? The bible tells us that, “the message of the cross is foolishness to those that are perishing (spectators), but to those that are being saved (participant) it is the power of life.” We can see this truth fleshed out through the life of the Apostle Paul. In Acts 8 we meet Paul, who was at that point named Saul, who was a spectator to the faith and a persecutor of the church. He was present during Stephen’s sermon and stoning. Verse 3 says that Saul made havoc of the church and was dragging men and women to prison because of their belief. Saul knew that the name of Jesus Christ was beginning to spread throughout the land and he was watching it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, everything changes when we read on into chapter 9. This is where we see that God shown a light down on Saul and gave him his calling. His calling was very clear in verse 15 and 16. It reads, “for he is a chosen vessel of Mine to bear my name before Gentiles, kings, and the children of Israel, for I will show him how many things he must suffer for My name’s sake.” Saul immediately began preaching boldly in the name of Jesus. What was the change? How could a man who was a persecutor of the church change instantly into arguably the most influential Christian of all time? The answer is Jesus. Coming face to face with Jesus, and understanding his calling, changes everything. At this very moment he moved from spectator to participant, or from Saul to Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These verses also give us a little more understanding of why Paul had to suffer so much. 2 Corinthians 11: 24-27 (from the Message) says:&lt;br /&gt;I've worked much harder, been jailed more often, beaten up more times than I can count, and at death's door time after time. I've been flogged five times with the Jews' thirty-nine lashes, beaten by Roman rods three times, pummeled with rocks once. I've been shipwrecked three times, and immersed in the open sea for a night and a day. In hard traveling year in and year out, I've had to ford rivers, fend off robbers, struggle with friends, struggle with foes. I've been at risk in the city, at risk in the country, endangered by desert sun and sea storm, and betrayed by those I thought were my brothers. I've known drudgery and hard labor, many a long and lonely night without sleep, many a missed meal, blasted by the cold, naked to the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could anyone go through all of that and still have so much joy? Paul obviously got the bigger picture. He had met Jesus and was doing the work that he was called to do. This understanding of his calling and his new identity in Christ is the reason that he could go through such difficult times and still say, “but we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellence of the power may be God and not of us. We are hard pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed- always carrying about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our body.” (2 Corinthians 4:7-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 16 is home to the story of Paul and Silas singing in a jail cell. Incase you are unfamiliar with this story, Paul had just commanded a spirit to come out of a young fortune-teller girl. Her father was angry at them, because now all his hope and profit was gone. He then took Paul and Silas to the authorities in the marketplace and we read that, “the multitude rose up together against them, and the chief magistrates tore off their clothes and commanded them to be beaten with rods. And when they had laid many stripes on them, they threw them into prison, commanding the jailer to keep them securely. Having received such a charge, he put them into the inner prison and fastened their feet in the stocks.” After being beaten, sentenced, and chained, how did they respond? Verse 25 says, “But at midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them.” They were singing! In the midst of extreme persecution, they still sang their praise to God… and what happened? Their chains were loosed. They could have run away (like many of us would), but they stayed around to see the hand of the Lord at work and see their jailer get saved. Paul was now participating in the gospel being spread. How could he not sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friend Paul understood that no matter the circumstance he would be delivered. “For I know that this will turn out for my deliverance through your prayer and the supply of the Spirit of Jesus Christ, according to my earnest expectation and hope that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ will be magnified in my body whether by life or by death. For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” (Philippians 1:19-21) He had met Jesus! He had been given his calling, and was fulfilling that calling no matter what came his way. He says that if these circumstances bring death, then Praise the Lord. There was nothing that was going to keep him from singing to his Lord and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be reminded that we, like Paul, have had the grace of Jesus extended to us. We have been given the same promises. It is because of Jesus, and the hope that we find through Him that we can sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an endless song&lt;br /&gt;Echoes in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I hear the music ring&lt;br /&gt;And though the storms may come&lt;br /&gt;I am holding on&lt;br /&gt;To the rock I cling&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing Your praise&lt;br /&gt;How can I ever say enough&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is Your love&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from shouting Your name&lt;br /&gt;I know I am loved by the King&lt;br /&gt;And it makes my heart want to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lift my eyes&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;For I know my Savior lives&lt;br /&gt;And I will walk with You&lt;br /&gt;Knowing You’ll see me through&lt;br /&gt;And sing the songs You give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sing in the troubled times&lt;br /&gt;Sing when I win&lt;br /&gt;I can sing when I lose my step&lt;br /&gt;And fall down again&lt;br /&gt;I can sing ‘cause You pick me up&lt;br /&gt;Sing ‘cause You're there&lt;br /&gt;I can sing ‘cause You hear me, Lord&lt;br /&gt;When I call to You in prayer&lt;br /&gt;I can sing with my last breath&lt;br /&gt;Sing for I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll sing with the angels&lt;br /&gt;And the saints around the throne&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;br /&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=511090&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1005345490191247?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1005345490191247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1005345490191247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1005345490191247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1005345490191247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/private-worship-day-4-how-can-i-keep.html' title='Private Worship Day 4 - How Can I Keep From Singing Your Praise'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2676826783693643484</id><published>2009-08-22T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:00:00.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 3 - Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Glory - It's What You're Talking About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Author: Louie Giglio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scripture References: Psalm 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Preserve me, O God, for I take refuge in You. 2. I said to the LORD, 'You are my Lord; I have no good besides You.' 3. As for the saints who are in the earth, They are the majestic ones in whom is all my delight. 4. The sorrows of those who have bartered for another god will be multiplied; I shall not pour out their drink offerings of blood, Nor will I take their names upon my lips. 5. The LORD is the portion of my inheritance and my cup; You support my lot. 6. The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places; Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me. 7. I will bless the LORD who has counseled me; Indeed, my mind instructs me in the night. 8. I have set the LORD continually before me; Because He is at my right hand, I will not be shaken. 9. Therefore my heart is glad and my glory rejoices; My flesh also will dwell securely. 10. For You will not abandon my soul to Sheol; Nor will You allow Your Holy One to undergo decay. 11. You will make known to me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy; In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes exams. At least I never have. They stress us out, make us cram and cause us to be anxious when it’s time to see the results. Why? Because tests show us, and unfortunately those around us, what’s true about you and me.&lt;p&gt;And that’s the way it is with glory. We know what is supreme in our souls by what comes out of our mouths. That’s the true test of our devotion and affection. In other words, what we value most is what we talk about. Whatever we’re talking about is what we value most. It’s one thing to say the words “I want to glorify God with my life” or “God, be glorified in me,” but at some point we have to break these wonderful, spiritual sounding phrases into practical terms. And to do that we have to ask the question, “What am I talking about most?” Because whatever it is that we talk about most is what we are glorifying with our lives!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reason is simple—we all have been made in God’s image, housing mirrored souls designed to reflect His glory. We are created to worship and that’s what we constantly do, declaring the praise of whatever our heart’s affection is riveted on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imagine carrying around a huge mirror everywhere you go. It’s going to reflect to you, and to those around you, whatever you aim it at. If you turn it away from yourself, it will reflect the objects or people that you point it towards. If the mirror is facing you, it will reflect your image back to you and others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It’s no different with our souls. They reflect whatever we point them towards. Our souls give glory to whatever they are fixed on. But since we cannot see the soul, how do we know what we have aimed it towards? By what comes out of our mouths. The truth is, we talk most about what we love, what we think about, what we’re impressed by, enthralled with… what our hearts are set on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That’s why I love the declaration David makes in Psalm 16:8 when he says, “I have set the Lord always before me, because He is at my right hand I will not be shaken.” The scripture tells us that David was a “man after God’s own heart,” and we know that to be true because of his actions AND his words. All through his life, in good times as well as in difficult places, David keeps on telling of the greatness of God. In all kinds of varied circumstances He always ends up glorifying God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you know how he pulls it off? As verse eight tells us, David was “always” setting the Lord before Him. David knew the secret of aiming His gaze (his thoughts and affections) towards the Almighty God at all times. Another translation says David set the Lord before him “continually.” The result—God’s praise is continually coming out of his mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to some of the things David says about God in this Psalm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Apart from You I have no good thing. (v. 2)&lt;br /&gt;You fill me with joy. (v. 11)&lt;br /&gt;I love being in Your presence. (v. 11)&lt;br /&gt;My pleasure is being with You. (v. 11)&lt;br /&gt;You are my refuge. (v. 1)&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once David’s heart (mirror) is pointed at God, amazing things happen. For one, his heart is glad. Aiming our souls toward an unshakable God brings us “inside joy” in any situation. As well, his tongue rejoices. Oh yeah! There it is. His tongue (some versions interestingly say his “glory”), or the core of who he is, tells God’s praise. And to top it all off, his body rests secure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what are we talking about? As followers of Jesus, worshippers and lead worshippers alike, we must examine ourselves, asking the hard question about what we are glorifying with our lives. Is it the songs? Is that what we talk about most? Our ministries? The hottest band? The latest conference we attended or the latest CD we listened to? Or what “so and so” said about whatever? Or what book we read? Or the latest ministry strategy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or somewhere in the midst of it all are we talking about Jesus? Is His name often on our lips as we go about our lives… as we are hanging out with friends over a Starbucks or lunch? The degree to which Jesus is the center of our conversations is the true test of how much we really have found our delight in Him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think about how much glory we give to sports teams, pop stars, ourselves, the clothes we wear, other people, possessions, events, experiences (the stuff our souls are aimed at most) everyday as they fill our mouths and dominate our conversations. And yet we claim to have an intimate love affair with the God of the universe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The life that glorifies God is not easy, but it’s not complicated either. Such a life begins with little intentional steps as we moment by moment turn our attention to the living, loving Lord of All. The point is NOT that there’s anything wrong with enjoying the life around us, but that these “lesser things” are no match for the God who has made us… and they never fully satisfy our souls. So the answer is NOT that we stop talking about them, but that we more consistently take time to redirect our souls towards Him. Soon, His joy will satisfy our hearts and shape our words. And even our flesh will rest secure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;br /&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=259952&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2676826783693643484?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2676826783693643484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2676826783693643484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2676826783693643484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2676826783693643484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/private-worship-day-3-glory.html' title='Private Worship Day 3 - Glory'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1597424251807624999</id><published>2009-08-21T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:00:01.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 2 - Above All Else</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Above All Else&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Vicky Beeching&lt;br /&gt;Scripture References: Matthew 13:44&lt;br /&gt;Verse Text: "God’s Kingdom is like a perfect, flawless pearl. When a Jewel Merchant sees it, in his excitement and joy he sells all he owns to buy this one treasure” (Matthew 13:44 paraphrased)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to the song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lMcCbCDnB4Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lMcCbCDnB4Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can often feel like a busy, fast-moving journey. We have to keep running onwards, and get little time to look around and take in the scenery. But every now and then, we arrive at a bend in the road, or reach the top of a hill or mountain. In that place we have to pause, take in the view around us and decide which direction and path we will take next. We must also choose who and what governs our decisions and priorities in life.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself on that hill-top of decision, after three busy years at Oxford University. There had always been an obvious next step – school, college, university, and now what? I looked around at the view, seeing many pathways and options to pursue. I needed God’s direction as I stepped into this next season of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time of reflection and decision making, a song was born. It was a heart cry that clothed itself in lyrics and melody. I had dreams, goals and hopes for my life, but one desire eclipsed them all - wanting more of Jesus. At that bend in the road, I chose that all my decisions in the years ahead would be based on one foundational prayer – “God, above all else in life, I want you. Give me Yourself”. The song lyrics I wrote, express this desire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, my passion in life is to know you&lt;br /&gt;May all other goals bow down to&lt;br /&gt;This journey of loving you more&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you’ve showered your goodness on me&lt;br /&gt;Given your gifts so freely&lt;br /&gt;But there’s one thing I’m longing for&lt;br /&gt;Hear my heart’s cry&lt;br /&gt;And my prayer for this life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all else&lt;br /&gt;Above all else&lt;br /&gt;Above all else&lt;br /&gt;Give me yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my ‘mission statement’ for life, in song form. It reminds me what really matters. When I’m faced with decisions, the jukebox in my head usually starts playing this song! Suddenly I hear the line “may ALL other goals bow down to this journey of loving you more”, and it keeps my choices anchored on loving and following Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we all stand on a hill top together, watching as this day comes to a close and a new day begins to dawn. The view stretches out ahead of us - new horizons, new challenges, new choices to make. I hope you will join with me, praying that God will be first in our lives - above all else - in all that lies ahead. May knowing and loving him more, be the passion that guides our steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;br /&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=259950&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1597424251807624999?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1597424251807624999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1597424251807624999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1597424251807624999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1597424251807624999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/private-worship-day-2-above-all-else.html' title='Private Worship Day 2 - Above All Else'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4241989577691111653</id><published>2009-08-19T15:32:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T15:45:55.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Worship Day 1 - Beautiful Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Beautiful Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Author: Stuart Townend&lt;div&gt;Scripture References: &lt;a href="http://read.ly/Ps27.1.NLT" target="_blank"&gt;Psalm 27:4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://read.ly/Eph1.19.NLT" target="_blank"&gt;Ephesians 1:19-20&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://read.ly/Col2.15.NLT" target="_blank"&gt;Colossians 2:15&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen To The Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8e9lCxn_IY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z8e9lCxn_IY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look at the wonderful outpouring of worship songs in recent years, I’ve noticed that many of them describe our feelings and experiences of God in worship; rather less turn our attention completely away from ourselves to look at God. We need to make sure we don’t limit God to our experience of Him; part of our worship needs to be exclusively for, about, and to God Himself – as the psalmist says, “to gaze upon His beauty” (Ps 27:4).&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’ve tried to do in the chorus of this song. The verses chart our history, current place and future in Christ, but the chorus is entirely devoted to describing the Saviour, using various names that the Bible itself uses for Him. Let’s examine a couple of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord of history – the Bible teaches that God is sovereign over all the earth. Although there are many things we don’t understand about what happens in the world, whether it’s an international crisis or a personal tragedy, we do know that God is bringing all things to a divine conclusion. God is not frustrated by the plans of men: His plan for the world and the church will not be thwarted. We can trust in His total sovereign plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God isn’t just Lord of the big picture: He’s Lord of our personal history too. He knows where we have been, what we have done, and He’s used it all to bring us to this place and point in time. His purpose is being worked out, and we are being shaped by the same power that raised Jesus form the dead (Eph 1:19-20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven’s Champion - sometimes we can be so focused on our personal redemption that we can miss the glory of the greater purposes of God in salvation. Jesus came to earth with a mission – to bring back a lost humanity, to restore a relationship severed by sin and rebellion, and to shape a beautiful Bride for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus became the Champion of heaven as He set about His mission, preaching good news to the poor (Isa 61:1ff), enduring the cross, defeating death and the curse of sin, and arriving back in heaven having disarmed the principalities and powers (Col 2:15). Imagine the celebration of heaven at the ascension of Christ – truly the Champion’s return!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, there’s one phrase in the song that I want to look at, which I believe is fundamental to our full freedom in Christ (2 Cor 3:17; Rom 8:21; Gal 5:1). In verse 1 we sing “of sins forgiven, of conscience cleansed”. Now the first phrase we tend to fully embrace. We know that our sins are forgiven, that all the wrongs we have done were laid on Christ at the cross (Isa 53:6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But many of us stop there. We know we’re forgiven, but we still carry round with us the guilt and condemnation associated with those sins. We may be free, but we still think and act as slaves, “miserable sinners saved by grace”. We know the prison gates have been smashed open, but we still live within the prison walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus didn’t die just to forgive us when we sin: He broke the power of sin over us! The forgiveness of God means we can live with a clear conscience, knowing we stand pure and blameless in His sight, with the ability and power to live in a way that pleases God. Sure, we may fall from time to time, but His acceptance, love and presence are always there, and are not dependent on our effort or righteousness (Rom 8:38-9; Heb 10:22).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God really establish these truths in our lives as we gaze upon our beautiful Saviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HT: www.worshiptogether.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://worshiptogether.com/resources/bibleStudy.aspx?iid=215702&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4241989577691111653?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4241989577691111653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4241989577691111653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4241989577691111653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4241989577691111653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-savior.html' title='Private Worship Day 1 - Beautiful Savior'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5702287353407968106</id><published>2009-07-19T06:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:35:50.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drought in East Pokot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-319" title="drought conditions in East Pokot" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/east-pokot1.jpg" alt="drought conditions in East Pokot" width="450" height="300" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Saturday, at 6:30 AM Joe, Molly, Daniel, Victor, Jennifer and I left for East Pokot.  Before leaving town we picked up Theresa, a pastor who sold her home in the US and moved to Nakuru in December.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;We went to East Pokot to visit Pastor Chochoi and his wife, Nelly, who operate a home for 50 girls.  Many of the tribes in Kenya do female circumcision/mutilization and forced marriages.  Often girls 15 years old (or younger) are forced to marry 50 or 60 year old men.  They are essentially sold for a dowry.  The Cana Girls Rescue Home takes in girls some as young as 8 or 9 who have run away to escape these horrid customs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;East Pokot is about 100 miles north of Nakuru. The drive started on a rough, paved-but-potholed road and after we crossed the equator it went down hill from there.  The last 30-40 miles there was no pavement, no gravel, just dirt and rocks.  The climate and vegetation also got more rugged as we traveled north, from a fairly temperate climate here in Nakuru to semi-arid and then arid.  The East Pokot area is desert, similar to what you’d find in Arizona.  The area is so dry, they can’t grow any crops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/19/drought-in-east-pokot/#more-318" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading Drought in East Pokot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-5702287353407968106?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5702287353407968106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5702287353407968106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5702287353407968106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5702287353407968106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/drought-in-east-pokot.html' title='Drought in East Pokot'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-6008984102839793092</id><published>2009-07-19T06:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:35:30.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-305" title="Paul and Jen with a massive flock of pelicans and flamingos on Lake Nakuru" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/safari7.jpg" alt="Paul and Jen with a massive flock of pelicans and flamingos on Lake Nakuru" width="450" height="300" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Today Jennifer, Molly, Daniel, and I did a safari in Lake Nakuru National Park.  The animals are most active early in the morning, so that meant leaving the house at 6:30 AM.  It was a fantastic experience!  We got right up close to lots of beautiful wildlife and got to see some spectacular vistas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Because I am very tired this evening and we are heading out at 6:30 AM tomorrow to serve some folks in another community I’m going to let the photos speak for themselves.  I do have one brief story, though, which you can read if you scroll all the way to the end of this post&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/17/safari/#more-304" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading Safari&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-6008984102839793092?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/6008984102839793092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=6008984102839793092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6008984102839793092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/6008984102839793092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/safari.html' title='Safari'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2111463556587306577</id><published>2009-07-19T06:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:34:55.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-290" title="Kabarak" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/Kabarak.jpg" alt="Kabarak" width="450" height="300" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;This morning we drove to the rural village of Kabarak.  This village had lots of problems with alcoholism and prostitution, but about a year ago All Nations Church, the church in Nakuru that Joe and Molly are a part of, planted a church in Kabarak.  The church building that was constructed not only serves as a place of worship but also as a nursery school and a community center.  The church has become the heart of the village and the transformation has been remarkable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;As a rural community they rely on agriculture to survive.  The last couple of years have been very dry, and this year again the rainy season has been short.  Crops are failing and many of the people in the village are hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;We arrived and went into the church building where about 40 children under the age of 6 and 40 adults had gathered.  We were welcomed warmly, and a group of the children sang a song for us.  By the way, you know you’re in a rural church when you glance outside and see cows strolling two feet away from the window.  Anyways…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/16/amazing-community/#more-289" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading Amazing Community&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2111463556587306577?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2111463556587306577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2111463556587306577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2111463556587306577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2111463556587306577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/amazing-community.html' title='Amazing Community'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7491180850874962045</id><published>2009-07-19T06:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:34:33.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beautiful and the Not-So-Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-275" title="people and pigs picking through garbage at the landfill" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/landfill.jpg" alt="people and pigs picking through garbage at the landfill" width="450" height="300" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;We started this morning by going to the infamous landfill.  I say infamous because I’ve been told about it by Joe and Molly as well as Douglas (senior pastor of my church) and Chris (worship leader of my church) when they went to Kenya earlier this year, and I’ve seen some pictures.  There is an entire community of people who live on the local landfill.  I don’t mean near it or next to it, but literally on top of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Not-So-Beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Walking up the hill of garbage on our way to the landfill community was just surreal.  It was not far from what I expected but it was still difficult to believe it was real even though I was seeing it with my own eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/16/the-beautiful-and-the-not-so-beautiful/#more-274" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading The Beautiful and the Not-So-Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7491180850874962045?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7491180850874962045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7491180850874962045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7491180850874962045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7491180850874962045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-and-not-so-beautiful.html' title='The Beautiful and the Not-So-Beautiful'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1202997945158681549</id><published>2009-07-19T06:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:33:36.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-261" title="boys playing soccer at the school" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/school-soccer.jpg" alt="boys playing soccer at the school" width="303" height="227" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;(Apologies again for some of the low-quality pics, as several were ripped from our low-quality video as we tried to be as inconspicuous as possible taking pictures in some sensitive settings.)&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;We started this morning by visiting a local school.  The school has about 600 students ranging from what would be about 1st through 8th grade in the US.  We brought with us about a dozen soccer balls and some shoes and socks.  When we arrived, there was a group of about 30 boys running around on a soccer field kicking around a plastic bag.  As Joe pumped up a soccer ball, several other groups of students noticed the ball and started excitedly jumping up and down.  Joe shanked, er, I mean punted the ball out to the boys on the soccer field and they just went crazy for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;And things at the school only got better from there…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/14/intense/#more-260" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading Intense&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1202997945158681549?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1202997945158681549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1202997945158681549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1202997945158681549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1202997945158681549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/intense.html' title='Intense'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7145843294858576528</id><published>2009-07-15T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:28:30.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Typical Day for Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-251" title="victor" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/victor.jpg" alt="victor" width="400" height="267" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Today was our first full day in Kenya.  We woke up to a cool but sunny day.  After breakfast and getting a tour from Molly of the grounds  Joe, Molly, Jennifer, Victor, and I set off on our first adventure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Victor is a Kenyan, about 30 years old, and lives with his wife in a small house on the same property as Joe and Molly.  He’s an accountant by trade, but has been working more or less as the general contractor for the orphanage, hiring workers, ordering materials, making sure the work is done right.  He also has a wonderful love for God and other people.  He’s a month away from graduating from Bible college.  He does a lot of other ministry work with the Bails and his real passion is for counseling people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samuel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Our first stop today was to help a boy named Samuel…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/13/a-typical-day-for-us/#more-250" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading A Typical Day for Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7145843294858576528?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7145843294858576528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7145843294858576528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7145843294858576528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7145843294858576528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/typical-day-for-us.html' title='A Typical Day for Us'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1101116319643920386</id><published>2009-07-15T11:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:27:54.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tour of the Bails’</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-243" title="bails-home" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/bails-home.jpg" alt="bails-home" width="400" height="267" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;I mentioned before that I wanted to give you a tour of Joe and Molly’s place.  I think one of the fears people have of going on a trip like this is fear of what their living conditions will be like.  You go in with so many stereotypes and preconceived notions of what things will be like.  Many of them simply are not accurate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;The equator runs right through Kenya.  Equator = hot and humid, right?  I’ve also seen plenty of pictures of the Serengeti – vast plains of flat grassland, so I figured that’s how most of Kenya would be.  But that’s not accurate at all.  Nakuru is at an elevation of about 7,000 feet above sea level.  That’s higher than the Mile High city of Denver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/13/a-tour-of-the-bails%e2%80%99/#more-242" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading A Tour of the Bails’&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1101116319643920386?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1101116319643920386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1101116319643920386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1101116319643920386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1101116319643920386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-of-bails.html' title='A Tour of the Bails’'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5034310218344602471</id><published>2009-07-15T11:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:27:00.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Made it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-headline"&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; font-size: 1.85em; font-weight: bold; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-bodycopy clearfix" style="min-width: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;img class="alignright size-full wp-image-234" title="arrival" src="http://www.liveintentionally.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/arrival.jpg" alt="arrival" width="400" height="353" style="border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 10px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); background-color: rgb(243, 243, 243); -webkit-border-top-right-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 3px 3px; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 3px 3px; height: auto; max-width: 96%; " /&gt;Our trip from Tampa to Nakuru couldn’t have been better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;Our first flight left Tampa at 3:30 PM Saturday and arrived in Detroit at 6:15.  We had just a hour layover in Detroit, so by the time we found the gate for our next flight (which they had moved without notice) most people had already boarded.  The flight from Detroit to Amsterdam was about 7 hours.  It arrived in Amsterdam at 9 AM their time, which was 3 AM to us. Again we had only about an hour layover in Amsterdam before our flight for Nairobi took off.  But everything went smoothly and we made it through customs/check in just before they started boarding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: block; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveintentionally.org/2009/07/13/we-made-it/#more-235" class="more-link" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "&gt;Continue reading We Made it!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/3817855446559903092-5034310218344602471?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/5034310218344602471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=5034310218344602471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5034310218344602471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/5034310218344602471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-made-it.html' title='We Made it!'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-7561506064602733558</id><published>2009-07-12T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:09:36.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Africa Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;Made it to Amsterdam. So far, so good...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-7561506064602733558?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/7561506064602733558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=7561506064602733558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7561506064602733558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/7561506064602733558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/07/africa-update.html' title='Africa Update'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-4530754194695789792</id><published>2009-03-14T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:46:02.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m ba-a-a-a-ck!</title><content type='html'>Yeah God for an action packed, full, challenging but successful trip to Haiti and back. This trip was fraught with obstacles that had to be overcome which gave an added sense of adventure. Annoying things like being bumped from a flight after waiting hours and being stuck in Port au Prince…a rooster who parked outside our open window and decided that 4 AM seemed like a nice time to begin crowing…our driver being detained by the police for over an hour until a little cash suddenly made things better…a bank president in Port au Paix who wanted me to go back to Port au Prince for a couple of days and stand in obscenely long lines to get papers documented before doing business with me and the Cypress money in his bank, for there is no other way he insisted – but when I reminded him how much money we put through his bank every year and that he is not the only show in town – he found a way…eating my yearly quota of way over cooked goat…to Chris being hustled off to a “room” as we tried to clear US customs in Miami where he was given a full dose of “Guantanamo hospitality” until it was verified that he was not the Chris Cox from Indiana they were looking for…and so on. Now tomorrow morning people will ask me how my vacation was! Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, every time I began to wonder if it was worth it…I either thought of or looked into the eyes of the precious children who attend our school and then I would remember that outside of our involvement they have no other apparent option for the hope and chance at a better life and eternity we bring to their lives…and I would again find the fight needed. And the fight was won. The bank account was settled; encouragement was poured into our teachers and administrators; advance work on the well was done; filming was completed for our next focus on the school; the mayor pledged both support and a field for a sports camp we will offer this fall; plans were laid (bad pun) for launching a chicken farm so eggs can be sold to support the school and we ministered to numerous children and adults that God put in our path.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers…thanks for your support…and thanks for being a part of something that is bringing hope to an area of the world that is in short supply of it. The church is the hope of this world because we alone have the message of God’s grace through Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I’ll see you Meadowers at the front door of Cypress tomorrow morning…10-10.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Douglas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-4530754194695789792?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/4530754194695789792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=4530754194695789792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4530754194695789792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/4530754194695789792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-ba-a-ck.html' title='I’m ba-a-a-a-ck!'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-1945497655814909429</id><published>2009-03-14T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:55:27.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life on the Lamb</title><content type='html'>Every time I'm returning from out of the country and the plane wheels touch down, I'm so grateful to be home. I love my country. As I walk off the plane I see signs of organization and order. Moral and good people who are for the most part considerate and kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I enter into another world known as customs. I've certainly never enjoyed my experience working my way through the netherworld of customs, but tonight as I attempted to navigate my way through the chaos, it was a much different experience than I have had the pleasure of expereincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always afraid I'm going to say some bad terrorism buzz word that will get me thrown into prison for years. I just try to answer questions in the most direct way possible - but something went drastically wrong this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I waited in line, the lady in front of me, on her way up to the official, invites her entire family in the back of the line to come join her. And as much as that stuff frustrates me, we had plenty of time to kill before our next flight, so I waited until her crew was through and told Douglas I would meet up with he and Pastor Caleb (a haitian american pastor friend) on the other side of the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made my way up to the official and was asked three questions: where were you born, where are you coming from, did you ever live in Indiana... I answered them and packed up to be on my way - however, he said that I needed to follow a customs office for further questioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official led me down a long hallway and into a rather small(ish) room packed with about 250-300 people. As I looked around I noticed that I was one of the only caucasian-americans in the room. The official who led me into the room, turned around quickly and left through another door. As I opened the door to follow him, other officials communicated very clearly that I was not to go in "that" room and that I needed to wait in "this" room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another official who was standing on his chair yelling (literally) at the crowd to make some space at the front of the room (which was really humorous because of 1-the size of the room and 2-the amount of people crammed into this small space. I asked the man yelling at the room if my name will be called or if I was supposed to wait for someone. He shot me a dirty look and said, "I DO &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; HAVE TIME FOR YOU!" Because they had my passport, I found a seat near the back of the room and tried to figure out what was going on. I found a couple people who spoke english and found out that they had been in there for anywhere between 3 &amp;amp; 5 hours, and since I had a plane to catch in 3 hours, I was getting very nervous. I sent Douglas a text as quickly as I could so I wouldn't have my phone "confiscated", and told him I might not be making the next flight with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour of waiting, a man came in and asked if anyone in the room was in transit and hadn't already missed their flight. Three of us shot up our hands, but because they had actually already missed their flight, I was directed to come to the front. He asked me a few more quick questions then said I could go. I asked him if he would tell me what in the world the problem was. He explained that there was a warrant out for an arrest for a Chris Cox from Anderson, IN (which is where I lived for 4 years) and took them a while to figure out that I was not the one they were looking for. I grabbed my passport and ran out of there as quickly as I could, eventually found Douglas and spent the rest of the time there trying to stop shaking from frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my night last night...how was yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-1945497655814909429?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/1945497655814909429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=1945497655814909429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1945497655814909429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/1945497655814909429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-on-lamb.html' title='Life on the Lamb'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-2607528084692447843</id><published>2009-03-13T23:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:05:12.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Will Go On (and on)</title><content type='html'>I've been sitting in a tiny outdoor airport terminal for a while now. We're now on the third time through the Celion Deon cd that is blaring through the speaker mounted just two feet above my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we waited, a little boy came up to me and wanted to shine my shoes. Today I'm wearing my 7 year old "run around in the mud" shoes. I'm sure you have a similar pair. I had no desire to have these shoes in any better condition then they were, but was happy to have a reason to give this little boy some money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he shined my shoes, I thought about how shoe shinning is a modern day foot washing. The same type of people would be doing the job (enconomic/class), it's a dirty job, cleaning the dirtiest part of the body. Then the thought overwhelmingly hit me-what if this were Jesus on his knees in front of me scrubbing the years of dirt and dust off of my feet. Could I stand there and allow him to do that for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I write this now, I don't have an answer. I'm sure I would have reacted in some similar ways the disciples reacted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I hum along to the titanic song for the third time, I think about how I am so happy to be going home and at the same time, wished we had more time to be here. We sqeezed so much into two days time. Days started so early and went to very late with very little down time. I've just now started finding the time to process the things I've experienced. One thought (or emotion more acurately) that is certain in me is that I'm renewed in my commitment to make a difference for these people I've come to love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to begin editting more of the photos and videos we shot here this week and will share as quickly as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;Lord willing...we return home sometime after mid-night....if the plane arrives, if we get on, if the plane takes off...if. The thought that runs through my mind is the same thought I have each time I prepare to leave the island...the thought that I am about to step out of the pervasive suffering and lack that so defines Haiti and step back into my over-privilegeded life of electircity, fully stocked food pantry, water heater and over stuffed clostets. I step out, while my friends and brothers and sisters here have no escape available to them. And what I admire is their determination to not escape but to see their homeland transformed by the power and grace of our God. So once again I recommit to and raising awareness and support for this grand vision. I leave Jean, Jos, Tanya, Wilson, Marita  and many other people whose faces are in my mind but the ever present savor Jesus never leaves nor forsakes. Yeah God. If you want your life to matter give your life to what matters most to God...people. If you want your life to matter to people...make people matter to you. -Douglas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3817855446559903092-2607528084692447843?l=cypressmeadows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/feeds/2607528084692447843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3817855446559903092&amp;postID=2607528084692447843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2607528084692447843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3817855446559903092/posts/default/2607528084692447843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cypressmeadows.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-heart-will-go-on-and-on.html' title='My Heart Will Go On (and on)'/><author><name>Chris Cox</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bVo16RPfBNE/R27qyyT9T2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yfDAmjwEy1k/S220/img099.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3817855446559903092.post-5781753221500954098</id><published>2009-03-12T21:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:38:45.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A long...long day</title><content type='html'>9:30 at night, and I am falling over as I type. Our day started at 4:45 this morning. We woke to the sounds of a church singing...loudly. It was on one hand a beautiful sound, and on the other hand, just %@#$ me off. We were told at breakfast that the church across the street has a morning service each day at 5:00. I eventually gave up the fight to get back to sleep and climbed up on the roof to watch the day begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the day, we fit a weeks worth of work into a one day visit. We squeezed every potential drop out of the day. It was both exciting and exhausting being chased all day by hordes of screaming children wanting to rub my head and hold my hand. I met so many beautiful children today, got excited and proud of the work we are doing here with the school, saw the potential of a new generation of hope rising in Haiti, and got to spend a lot of time with a few of the sharpest minds in Haiti (the guys running our school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much in my heart, but my head is done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chris&lt;div&gt;PS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris is right...a very long day...I left nothing on the table today so by now I feel as if I have nothing to say which would coherently capture the day and do justice to what needs to be said. So for tonight I will let the pictures speak on our behalf. Tomorrow will begin long before the sun rises and we retrace our steps back home. Somewhere as we sit in airports or ride on planes we will work to find the words that deserve to be said about these last three days...so check the blog sometime tomorrow night. 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