<?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-5114846463056010792</id><updated>2012-01-17T09:47:41.454-06:00</updated><category term='I worked on the 1st paragraph - tell me what you think'/><title type='text'>People Of The Cross</title><subtitle type='html'>A Christian blog that is meant to encourage others in their daily walk</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7005453337453614663</id><published>2012-01-17T09:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:47:41.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Set your desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-95Mr5lvylnc/TxWYFAW-CqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PEY5sjMHK78/s1600/Walking-on-Water-763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-95Mr5lvylnc/TxWYFAW-CqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PEY5sjMHK78/s200/Walking-on-Water-763.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698628115270339234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over in scripture we are given instruction on how to reach our eternal destination with God. (Col 3:2)"Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things."  (Matt 6:33)"But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well." (Heb 12:2)"Let us fix our eyes on Jesus,". &lt;br /&gt;As a new driver discovers that the car tends to go where they are looking, so our lives tend to go in the direction our eyes (heart) are looking. What is it that you are longing for? What is it you have set your sites on? What is so important to you that you can not keep it to yourself? Does Jesus ever make it to your list?&lt;br /&gt;When Peter was walking on the water, he took his eyes off of the Christ and he began to sink. &lt;br /&gt;In this world full of sin, if we take our eyes off of the Christ, we will sink.&lt;br /&gt;So let us set our minds, seek His kingdom and fix our eyes on the only one who gives the victory, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7005453337453614663?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7005453337453614663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2012/01/set-your-desires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7005453337453614663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7005453337453614663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2012/01/set-your-desires.html' title='Set your desires'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-95Mr5lvylnc/TxWYFAW-CqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PEY5sjMHK78/s72-c/Walking-on-Water-763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8911953089377129137</id><published>2011-11-29T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:19:01.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grateful Heart.</title><content type='html'>Ps 97:10-12&lt;br /&gt;Let those who love the Lord hate evil,&lt;br /&gt;for he guards the lives of his faithful ones&lt;br /&gt;and delivers them from the hand of the wicked. &lt;br /&gt; Light is shed upon the righteous&lt;br /&gt;and joy on the upright in heart. &lt;br /&gt; Rejoice in the Lord, you who are righteous,&lt;br /&gt;and praise his holy name. &lt;br /&gt;NIV&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year, not because of the great food, and not because of the presents. I love this time of year because it calls for reflection. We stop and reflect on the great blessings God has lavished on us. &lt;br /&gt;God guards us, delivers us, shines His light on us and places joy in our hearts. Every day for a child of God is a day filled with thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I want to encourage you to intentionally set aside a little time each day and just praise His holy name.&lt;br /&gt;In Him &lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8911953089377129137?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8911953089377129137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8911953089377129137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8911953089377129137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful-heart.html' title='The Grateful Heart.'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8671729560754323835</id><published>2011-11-15T09:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T09:27:21.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>One of the “old” songs, I grew up singing, has this chorus,&lt;br /&gt;  “Count your blessings, name them one by one,&lt;br /&gt; Count your blessings, see what God hath done!&lt;br /&gt; Count your blessings, name them one by one,&lt;br /&gt; Count your many blessings, see what God hath done.”&lt;br /&gt;  This song was published in 1897, one year after the first speeding fine was issued, one year after the third deadliest tornado in history hit St. Louis Missouri, one year after an earthquake and tsunami hit Japan and killed 27,000 people.&lt;br /&gt; The world of 1897 and the world of 2011 have a lot of differences, but there are also a lot of similarities. This song reminds me that regardless of the time in which I live, God is always there and He has blessed me greatly. &lt;br /&gt; Take some time today and offer thanks for what God has blessed you with.&lt;br /&gt;  In Him&lt;br /&gt; J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8671729560754323835?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8671729560754323835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/11/count-your-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8671729560754323835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8671729560754323835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/11/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4886319524534850424</id><published>2011-10-25T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T11:06:49.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call To Focus</title><content type='html'>This past week I went to my sister-in-laws funeral. As a part of that celebration (and it really was a celebration) several women read from a book that Sharon had put together over several years. The book listed what Sharon believed. I was impressed that anyone would take the time and thought to list the bedrock beliefs that guided their life. I was so moved by the reading that I thought it would be good for me (everyone) to start my list of things I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe:&lt;br /&gt;I believe Jesus is The Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;I believe every word of the Bible is true.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God created the world and everything that is.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God knows my name.&lt;br /&gt;I believe Jesus loves me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe Jesus lived a perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;I believe His Church is precious to Him.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I am saved by grace through faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;I believe baptism is where I come in contact with the forgiving blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God the father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, and even though I don't totally understand it, I believe they are one.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God has placed His Holy Spirit inside me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God hears my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God puts me where I need to be, in order to give Him glory.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;I believe Jesus will return some day.&lt;br /&gt;I believe He has prepared a place for me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I am forgiven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4886319524534850424?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4886319524534850424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/10/call-to-focus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4886319524534850424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4886319524534850424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/10/call-to-focus.html' title='A Call To Focus'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5191345598416304318</id><published>2011-10-13T12:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:10:45.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0oVX2XFNDtU/TpcbjOVi1JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/th0UdysbzYA/s1600/299354_1837980128295_1804287770_1304322_588116753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0oVX2XFNDtU/TpcbjOVi1JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/th0UdysbzYA/s200/299354_1837980128295_1804287770_1304322_588116753_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663025348399518866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands and fingers are a remarkable. Our fingers can be used to point out faults, accuse, judge, or they can be used to give direction, and if you place a ring on the correct figure it can show the mark of a covenant. When our hands are closed they can inflict pain, and show anger, but when you open that same hand if can give comfort and receive blessings.&lt;br /&gt;God help us point to you and comfort for your glory. &lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5191345598416304318?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5191345598416304318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/10/hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5191345598416304318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5191345598416304318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/10/hands.html' title='Hands'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0oVX2XFNDtU/TpcbjOVi1JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/th0UdysbzYA/s72-c/299354_1837980128295_1804287770_1304322_588116753_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8232105083883166919</id><published>2011-05-03T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:51:48.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camouflage Christians</title><content type='html'>As I was walking into Wal-Mart the other day, I noticed several men entering the store in camouflage. I had several strange thoughts, which came into my twisted little mind, which amused me. The first thing I thought was that’s not very good camouflage since you stand out like a sore thumb. Then I began to think about the wisdom of wearing camouflage in public. Most people want to be noticed so cars won’t hit them, they want waiters to notice them in a restaurant so they can receive service. Wearing camouflage in public seems counterintuitive. &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid at times that Christians wear camouflage. When a Christian goes through life hoping no one notices their faith, they have spiritual camouflage on. Christ doesn’t want us in camouflage; Christ wants us in the bold colors of a holy life, the holy life that wins the respect of outsiders and the holy life that glows with an uncontrollable passion for God. We are not called to hide in this world, but we are called to be a light in a dark world.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said in  Matt 5:14-16&lt;br /&gt;14 "You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. 16 In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven. “ NIV&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8232105083883166919?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8232105083883166919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/05/camouflage-christians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8232105083883166919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8232105083883166919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/05/camouflage-christians.html' title='Camouflage Christians'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8575438057327795757</id><published>2011-04-05T11:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:55:44.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hMORoVOCbc/TZtJijQs0PI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SXLuQ14zMyg/s1600/canstock5578068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hMORoVOCbc/TZtJijQs0PI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SXLuQ14zMyg/s200/canstock5578068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592144220240269554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about the amazing age we live in? Just 100 years ago our world was significantly different. If you wanted to travel across the ocean, you had to take a ship, and it took you as long as a month to get to your destination, today you can fly almost anywhere in the world in less than 24 hours (if you have good connections). If you wanted to send a note to someone around the world, it took weeks to get there, now we can send an email in just seconds. Phones were connected by cords; pictures were in black and white, and the television had not yet been invented.  The world has changed a lot in the last 100 years, but there is one thing that has never changed, “People need Jesus Christ.”&lt;br /&gt;No matter how advanced our technology becomes, it cannot solve the problem of sin. No matter how fast our technology becomes, it cannot our run the consequences of sin. It may seem old fashion, it may seem quaint, but the answer for sin has never changed. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 1:7&lt;br /&gt;…the blood of Jesus, His Son, purifies us from all sin.&lt;br /&gt;Eph 2:13&lt;br /&gt;But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far away have been brought near through the blood of Christ. NIV&lt;br /&gt;Just something to think about today as you send your next emails, hurry to the next big thing and talk on your cell phone. There is one thing that will never change, there is one thing that will never become obsolete, there is one thing you can put your hope in, The Blood Of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8575438057327795757?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8575438057327795757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/04/blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8575438057327795757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8575438057327795757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/04/blood.html' title='The Blood'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hMORoVOCbc/TZtJijQs0PI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SXLuQ14zMyg/s72-c/canstock5578068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8011317433732557946</id><published>2011-02-22T14:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:21:48.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures in a jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jItmjCzpls0/TWQa1l3xSCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RTxmgEgflOg/s1600/2008-10-23-candle.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jItmjCzpls0/TWQa1l3xSCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RTxmgEgflOg/s200/2008-10-23-candle.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576611746592933922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 4:7-9&lt;br /&gt; But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.  We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;  persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;What is it that gives us the courage to stand up for our faith in Jesus Christ? What is it that gives us the courage to let others know we are Christian? What is it that gives us the courage to let others know that we really do believe the Bible? What is it that gives me the courage to hold on to my faith even when everyone around me ridicules me?&lt;br /&gt;It is a treasure, a treasure of hope, a treasure of forgiveness, a treasure of light and life, mercy and love. It is the treasure given us by God and it is unmistakable. Unlike most treasures it is not meant to be put away in a safe place, this treasure is meant to be shown to the world, this treasure is meant to be lived. &lt;br /&gt;As children we sang the song “This little light of mine”, as adults it is time to live that song.&lt;br /&gt;Just something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8011317433732557946?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8011317433732557946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/02/treasures-in-jar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8011317433732557946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8011317433732557946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2011/02/treasures-in-jar.html' title='Treasures in a jar'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jItmjCzpls0/TWQa1l3xSCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/RTxmgEgflOg/s72-c/2008-10-23-candle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-6583627221324221209</id><published>2010-11-30T10:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T10:45:25.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TPUqHCVCARI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Jsf8DJQzs-w/s1600/Baby%2Bin%2Bhands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TPUqHCVCARI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Jsf8DJQzs-w/s200/Baby%2Bin%2Bhands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545384816549167378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Perfect Gift&lt;br /&gt;This time of year, people drive themselves crazy looking for the perfect gift. It must be the “perfect” color, size and cost. There are those who will wake-up early, shop furiously and expend all their energy, just to find the “perfect” gift. There is a great delight in giving such a gift and at times it seems cruel to make the receiver wait for “the day” in order to open this “perfect” gift.&lt;br /&gt;When “the day” finally comes, there is a nervous anticipation in the air. Will they like it? How will they react?  Will they set it aside? What will they do?&lt;br /&gt;I remember when my wife received one of those “perfect gifts”, a microwave; you could hear the squeal of joy all over the house. She grabbed it and held on to it for most of the day, and the smile on her face glowed. It was just “perfect.”&lt;br /&gt;God has a perfect gift ready for you. It is just your size. It covers all your sins. It is just your color, red with the blood of Jesus and white with your pure forgiveness. The cost was great, but you are worth it. &lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do with “the perfect” gift? Are you going to set it aside and put it with all those other gifts or are you going to delight in it? Are you going to squeal for joy and hold on to it? Will others see your delight on your face and in your words?&lt;br /&gt;What will you do with Gods’ perfect gift?&lt;br /&gt;Rom 6:23 “… But God's gift is real life, eternal life, delivered by Jesus, our Master. “&lt;br /&gt;(THE MESSAGE)&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-6583627221324221209?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/6583627221324221209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-gift.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6583627221324221209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6583627221324221209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-gift.html' title='The Perfect Gift'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TPUqHCVCARI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Jsf8DJQzs-w/s72-c/Baby%2Bin%2Bhands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7973627222860033683</id><published>2010-10-13T11:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:11:56.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TLXaOiXK9FI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iyl4xol_V40/s1600/hidden-pictures-fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TLXaOiXK9FI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iyl4xol_V40/s400/hidden-pictures-fall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527564060944168018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I loved trying to find the hidden pictures when I was a kid (I still like finding the hidden pictures). There are still hidden pictures for us to find today. How often do we see the hand of God hidden in a kind act? How often do we see one of Gods’ great truths hidden in the love of a family? How often can others see the heart of God hidden in the way we live?&lt;br /&gt;The Palmist says in Ps 19:1 “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. “ I want you to know that the child of God also declares the glory of God. &lt;br /&gt;Allow God to use you this week for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7973627222860033683?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7973627222860033683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/10/hidden-truths.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7973627222860033683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7973627222860033683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/10/hidden-truths.html' title='Hidden Truths'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TLXaOiXK9FI/AAAAAAAAAIY/iyl4xol_V40/s72-c/hidden-pictures-fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5848843183681494129</id><published>2010-07-20T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T09:47:32.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It matters how you live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TEW2-Q_GUYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aBjCZeKcQwU/s1600/candles120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TEW2-Q_GUYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aBjCZeKcQwU/s200/candles120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496000101103325570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have heard me say these words over and over again, it matters how you live. Our lives are the manifestation of what we believe. If you truly believe in helping others, your life shows it. If you truly believe in loyalty, your life shows it. If you truly believe, your life shows it.&lt;br /&gt;God says we are to (Eph 5:8) “Live as children of light”. God says we are to (Eph 4:1) “live a life worthy of the calling you have received.” God says we are to (1 Peter 2:12) “Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us.”&lt;br /&gt;You cannot do any of those things unless you believe. As Children of God we need to live from the inside out. Our hands need to proclaim our faith; our mouths need to speak His words, and our feet need to take us where His heart leads.&lt;br /&gt;Spend some time this week and intentionally feed your faith, spend some time with God in prayer and in The Word. God will transform you.&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 3:18&lt;br /&gt;And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit. (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5848843183681494129?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5848843183681494129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-matters-how-you-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5848843183681494129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5848843183681494129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-matters-how-you-live.html' title='It matters how you live.'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TEW2-Q_GUYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/aBjCZeKcQwU/s72-c/candles120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5503560320199718015</id><published>2010-07-13T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:58:24.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Fiddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TDyM_vEAizI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DQYuZQDmw8A/s1600/Gin-Lane--Fiddle01-731076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TDyM_vEAizI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DQYuZQDmw8A/s200/Gin-Lane--Fiddle01-731076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493420672078089010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sections of scripture have become so familiar to us that we cease hearing them. In his translation “The Message” Peterson translates Romans 12:9-21 in a way that challenges me. Take a little bit of time and read these verses in your Bible and then read how “The Message” translates this section and see if you are challenged.&lt;br /&gt;Rom 12:9-21&lt;br /&gt;9 Love from the center of who you are; don't fake it. Run for dear life from evil; hold on for dear life to good. 10 Be good friends who love deeply; practice playing second fiddle. &lt;br /&gt;11 Don't burn out; keep yourselves fueled and aflame. Be alert servants of the Master, 12 cheerfully expectant. Don't quit in hard times; pray all the harder. 13 Help needy Christians; be inventive in hospitality. &lt;br /&gt;14 Bless your enemies; no cursing under your breath. 15 Laugh with your happy friends when they're happy; share tears when they're down. 16 Get along with each other; don't be stuck-up. Make friends with nobodies; don't be the great somebody. &lt;br /&gt;17 Don't hit back; discover beauty in everyone. 18 If you've got it in you, get along with everybody. 19 Don't insist on getting even; that's not for you to do. "I'll do the judging," says God. "I'll take care of it." &lt;br /&gt;20 Our Scriptures tell us that if you see your enemy hungry, go buy that person lunch, or if he's thirsty, get him a drink. Your generosity will surprise him with goodness. 21 Don't let evil get the best of you; get the best of evil by doing good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5503560320199718015?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5503560320199718015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/07/second-fiddle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5503560320199718015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5503560320199718015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/07/second-fiddle.html' title='Second Fiddle'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TDyM_vEAizI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DQYuZQDmw8A/s72-c/Gin-Lane--Fiddle01-731076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1465414857489581483</id><published>2010-06-24T11:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:30:11.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TCOICJmp6uI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b-8PXkJfw1U/s1600/prison-cell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TCOICJmp6uI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b-8PXkJfw1U/s320/prison-cell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486378341586561762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are sins Satan loves to remind us of, times we have lied, times we have stolen, people we hurt with our words, people we hurt with our hands. Satan loves to remind the children of God of their guilt. It is true we are all sinners in need of a savior, it is also true that those who have been forgiven through the cross are forgiven through and through. &lt;br /&gt;John 8:36&lt;br /&gt;So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.&lt;br /&gt;NIV&lt;br /&gt;So many people are trapped in their prison of sin. There seems to be no escape. &lt;br /&gt;For the child of God, Christ has opened those bars and set us free. Satan wants us to stay in the cell, Christ invites us to leave. &lt;br /&gt;I think it breaks Christs' heart when He sees us remaining in and returning to that prison He destroyed. We are free. We are free from that guilt because He paid the price. &lt;br /&gt;God give me the courage to walk away from my cell and live in your freedom.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1465414857489581483?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1465414857489581483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1465414857489581483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1465414857489581483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TCOICJmp6uI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b-8PXkJfw1U/s72-c/prison-cell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5678517040888744225</id><published>2010-06-15T09:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:18:06.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father"s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TBeS6hF2mfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mBEi06EA24s/s1600/seekGod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TBeS6hF2mfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mBEi06EA24s/s320/seekGod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483012605359856114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a father, you would think, father’s day should be one of those days I have circled on my calendar. I’m not crazy, I do like gifts, who wouldn’t want another tie or another pair of socks, but those are not the gifts I cherish most. As a father, the gifts I cherish most are those times when I see the men my boys are becoming. The gifts they give me are gifts that are stored up in my heart. I swell with pride when they go to church because it is what they want to do. I well up with tears when I hear of them teaching a friend. You cannot wipe the grin from my face when I learn of them standing up for what is right. Those are the gifts I cherish, gifts of character and faith.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t misunderstand, there have been times when I have just stood and shook my head at what they have done, but those things are rubbish compared to the gifts. &lt;br /&gt;If I feel this way about my boys, how do you think God feels about us? I know God doesn’t need our gifts of ties or socks, He doesn’t even need our gold or silver. What God wants from His children is their lives, lived for His glory. He takes great pride in that. I love how Zephaniah describes God in Zeph. 3:17 when it says:&lt;br /&gt;“The Lord your God is with you,&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save.&lt;br /&gt;He will take great delight in you,&lt;br /&gt;He will quiet you with his love,&lt;br /&gt;He will rejoice over you with singing." &lt;br /&gt;Since this is who God is, shouldn’t we listen to Paul when he urges us to (Eph 4:1-3)&lt;br /&gt;“… live a life worthy of the calling you have received.  Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.  Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace.”&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday is “Fathers Day” and I pray that your life honors your Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5678517040888744225?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5678517040888744225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5678517040888744225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5678517040888744225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&quot;s Day'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TBeS6hF2mfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mBEi06EA24s/s72-c/seekGod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2941301732724897693</id><published>2010-06-04T11:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:26:39.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preaching</title><content type='html'>Preaching is an odd thing. When I was growing up I never imagined that a preacher would ever be less than perfect. Now that I am a preacher I know that preachers are anything but perfect. The real struggle in preaching is being real while not loosing credibility with those you talk to. If you come across as somebody who never sins, no one can relate to you and they soon stop listening. If you come across as a reprobate, there is no reason to listen to you. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to share Christ with a world that is lost is hard work. I think the big challenge is to share Christ and let Him transform the life. Too often I want to transform the life and then share Christ or make sharing Christ contingent of showing me the transformation. I just need to trust Christ. He will do what He said He will do. &lt;br /&gt;So many hurting people, so many people carrying around guilt long forgiven. &lt;br /&gt;The body of Christ was never designed to inflict guilt or pain, we were meant to point people to Christ. We were made to share a message of hope and life and forgiveness. It isn't wrong to point out sin, but we need to also point towards the promise of forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;The friends of the paralytic didn't just tell their friend about a place of healing, they carried him to the healer and lowered him at the feet of Jesus. Lets learn that lesson. &lt;br /&gt;Just some thoughts I was having today&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2941301732724897693?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2941301732724897693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/preaching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2941301732724897693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2941301732724897693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/preaching.html' title='Preaching'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4080351496007912529</id><published>2010-06-03T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:00:57.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When you Share what Is real To you.</title><content type='html'>Last night (Wednesday Night) I shared in class a little of my true heart. It is a scary thing to share what is real and precious to you because it means that if they don't like or approve of that, they don't approve of you, at least that is how it feels. &lt;br /&gt;Last night I shared that we need to reach out beyond our circle. I shared that at times the church can believe itself to be warm and welcoming while they are really just polite. I shared that if we are really going to be a people that believe the Bible is enough we shouldn't be afraid of just giving Bibles to people without making sure we teach them all of our stuff. I shared that it matters how we live and how we present ourselves and our church to the world. I shared that it may even matter where we sit, because visitors make judgments about us according to their points of reference.&lt;br /&gt;And so today I sit and wounder if they understood what was said and I wounder if they will reject me. &lt;br /&gt;I did share one other thing, I am interested in converting people to Jesus Christ, not to the church. People are added to the church but they are saved by Christ alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4080351496007912529?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4080351496007912529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-share-what-is-real-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4080351496007912529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4080351496007912529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-share-what-is-real-to-you.html' title='When you Share what Is real To you.'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5481442450954591325</id><published>2010-06-01T15:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:35:03.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TAVu4_aAjtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/r2UJRZa0PVQ/s1600/moving6pf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TAVu4_aAjtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/r2UJRZa0PVQ/s320/moving6pf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477906447138328274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving is one of those four letter words (that has six letters) in our home. Nobody likes to move. Moving is a lot of work. There is all of that boxing up, lifting and toting and then there is the unloading and unpacking. Nobody likes to move.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have discovered some benefits in moving. Moving has given me the opportunity to throw away some things in my life that were broken and useless (who really needs an old inner tube from a bike they no longer own?). As I get rid of the broken and unusable “stuff” my load gets lighter and lighter. As I get rid of the broken and unusable “stuff” I feel freer and freer. &lt;br /&gt;I have also discovered that every time I rearrange my garage or shed or even my room, I discover new stuff I don’t need, and as I discard those items I discover more and more freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I think in my life, God wants me to move. God does not want me to stay where I am; He calls me to come to Him and in order to do that I need to move. This move requires me to get rid of some “stuff”. The secret about getting rid of that stuff is this, the more of the stuff I let go of the greater the freedom. &lt;br /&gt;The Hebrew author says this&lt;br /&gt;Heb 12:1&lt;br /&gt;“…let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.”&lt;br /&gt;What is the stuff you need to throw off in order to move closer to God?&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5481442450954591325?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5481442450954591325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5481442450954591325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5481442450954591325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/06/move.html' title='Move'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/TAVu4_aAjtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/r2UJRZa0PVQ/s72-c/moving6pf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-3385993222430193798</id><published>2010-05-19T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T10:01:21.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S_P9N4pi-WI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YeDFE-5Mb5c/s1600/cluttered-room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S_P9N4pi-WI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YeDFE-5Mb5c/s400/cluttered-room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472996387172055394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is full of stuff; baseball, softball, swimming, gymnastics, soccer, skiing, tubing, fishing, camping, vacations, gardening, mowing, watering, painting, traveling, hiking, grilling, resting, shopping, cooking, driving, golfing, movies, hanging out, playing, going to the lake and more.&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy for us to fill our life with stuff that we don’t have any room left for the important things like God and family.&lt;br /&gt;As you plan your summer this year, start with the important things, put them on your schedule first, and then fill the other time with stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Heb 10:24-25&lt;br /&gt; And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds.  Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another — and all the more as you see the Day approaching.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-3385993222430193798?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/3385993222430193798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/3385993222430193798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/3385993222430193798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S_P9N4pi-WI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YeDFE-5Mb5c/s72-c/cluttered-room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2594899161001016194</id><published>2010-05-11T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T12:13:54.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>“Are You His Child?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S-mQTH9lzrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_IYOkJM4ivY/s1600/fatherandson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S-mQTH9lzrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_IYOkJM4ivY/s320/fatherandson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470061880647470770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his book, “Who You Are (When No One’s Looking)”, Bill Hybels reminds the reader that we are called to live a consistent life of character, even when it doesn’t seem to matter. &lt;br /&gt;I have come to believe that the truth of a person’s faith is not found only in the big things but it is mostly found in the little things. When you see a stranger drop a five dollar bill, do you wait until they leave before you retrieve it for yourself or do you instantly give it back? When nobody is looking, do you take a little thing that will not be noticed or do you leave it in its place? Do you lie or cheat? These things show us more about our true faith than any bible bowl test ever could. &lt;br /&gt;Do not misunderstand; we need to know the book but it is more important that we live according to what we know.  Jesus said in John 15:14&lt;br /&gt;“You are my friends if you do what I command.” NIV&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite passages is 1 Peter 2:12&lt;br /&gt;“Live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us.” NIV&lt;br /&gt;I want to challenge you to take a look at your life this week and ask this question “Who am I when nobody is looking?” Am I His child or am I just pretending?&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2594899161001016194?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2594899161001016194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-his-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2594899161001016194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2594899161001016194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-his-child.html' title='“Are You His Child?”'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S-mQTH9lzrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_IYOkJM4ivY/s72-c/fatherandson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4113250388888348258</id><published>2010-04-14T11:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:42:50.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you listening to?</title><content type='html'>I was reminded of a story I heard many years ago when I was putting together my lesson for this Sunday. I could not find the author of the story but I still wanted to share it with you. &lt;br /&gt;James 1:22-23&lt;br /&gt;22 Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says. &lt;br /&gt;NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Navajo Indian and his friend were in downtown New York City, walking near Times Square in Manhattan. It was during the noon lunch hour and the streets were filled with people. Cars were honking their horns, taxicabs were squealing around corners, sirens were wailing. The sounds of the city were almost deafening. Suddenly the Navajo said, "I hear a cricket." His friend said, "What? You must be crazy. You couldn't possibly hear a cricket in all of this noise!" "No, I'm sure of it," the Navajo said, "I heard a cricket." "That's crazy," said the friend. The Native American listened carefully for a moment, and then walked across the street to a big cement planter where some shrubs were growing. He looked into the bushes, beneath the branches, and sure enough, he located a small cricket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend was utterly amazed. "That's incredible," said his friend. “You must have super-human ears!" "No." said the Navajo, "My ears are no different from yours. It all depends on what you're listening for.” “But that can't be!" said the friend. “I could never hear a cricket in this noise." Yes, it's true," came the reply. “It depends on what is really important to you. Here, let me show you. " He reached into his pocket, pulled out a few coins, and discreetly dropped them on the sidewalk. Then, with the noise of the crowded street still blaring in their ears, they noticed every head within twenty feet turn and look to see if the money that tinkled onto the pavement was theirs. "See what I mean?" asked the Navajo. "It all depends on what's important to you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is important to you? What do you listen for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4113250388888348258?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4113250388888348258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-are-you-listening-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4113250388888348258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4113250388888348258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-are-you-listening-to.html' title='What are you listening to?'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-6347900986708480902</id><published>2010-02-16T11:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:14:24.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S3rSWT3bLbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pV7GaOU8nHQ/s1600-h/father-son-beach-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S3rSWT3bLbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pV7GaOU8nHQ/s200/father-son-beach-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438890780734991794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoy watching the Olympics. I enjoyed watching the opening ceremony, I enjoy watching the competition, and I enjoy watching the joy of the awards ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the Olympics, my attention is almost always on the athletes, but I know there is a coach that has guided that athlete to the point of victory. The relationship between coach and athlete is much like our relationship with God. The coach knows the right way for the athlete to train and eat, and if that athlete is going to succeed, the athlete must be willing to accept the authority of the coach.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because the athlete believes the coach knows better than he does what makes a winner. When you truly believe in a person of authority, you follow that person in complete obedience. &lt;br /&gt;God knows how we should live. God knows how to lead us to victory. Are you willing to follow Him completely?&lt;br /&gt;James 1:22&lt;br /&gt;“ Do not merely listen to the word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-6347900986708480902?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/6347900986708480902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6347900986708480902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6347900986708480902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/victory.html' title='Victory'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S3rSWT3bLbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/pV7GaOU8nHQ/s72-c/father-son-beach-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4867671185029042749</id><published>2010-02-09T13:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:22:51.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Giving You Receive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S3G2B5Sz6YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FsxwF8zwzKE/s1600-h/helpinghand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S3G2B5Sz6YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FsxwF8zwzKE/s200/helpinghand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436326368888744322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was preparing a class, I came across this little article that I found very profound. In his sermon "Overcoming Discouragement," John Yates says:&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Karl Menninger, the famous psychiatrist, once gave a lecture on mental health and was answering questions from the audience. Someone said, "What would you advise a person to do if that person felt a nervous breakdown coming on?"&lt;br /&gt;Most people thought he would say, "Go see a psychiatrist immediately," but he didn't. To their astonishment, Dr. Menninger replied, "Lock up your house, go across the railroad tracks, find somebody in need, and help that person."&lt;br /&gt;To overcome discouragement, "Don't forcus on yourself," concluded Yates. "Get involved in the lives of other people."&lt;br /&gt;Heb 13:16&lt;br /&gt; And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased. &lt;br /&gt;NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4867671185029042749?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4867671185029042749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/giving-you-receive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4867671185029042749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4867671185029042749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/giving-you-receive.html' title='The Giving You Receive'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S3G2B5Sz6YI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FsxwF8zwzKE/s72-c/helpinghand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-740376478680422756</id><published>2010-02-05T08:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:54:41.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2wxIS7JrkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0vBBm_nASHI/s1600-h/Rose3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2wxIS7JrkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0vBBm_nASHI/s200/Rose3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434772868917997122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rom 1:20&lt;br /&gt; “For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities — his eternal power and divine nature — have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse. “&lt;br /&gt;The glory of God and the beauty of His creation can be seen all around us. &lt;br /&gt;This week, share how you saw the glory of God in your world.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-740376478680422756?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/740376478680422756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/seeing-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/740376478680422756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/740376478680422756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/seeing-god.html' title='Seeing God'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2wxIS7JrkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0vBBm_nASHI/s72-c/Rose3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1761230650372207689</id><published>2010-02-03T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:48:10.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2nS9Ek6saI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M0tWv3-HvEI/s1600-h/AP+Washburn+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2nS9Ek6saI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M0tWv3-HvEI/s200/AP+Washburn+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434106372041650594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Tim 2:1&lt;br /&gt;“I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone”&lt;br /&gt;God has placed several people in our lives who encourage us and help us grow. Too often we go through life and never take the time to thank God for the people He has placed in our path. &lt;br /&gt;This week as you sit down together, each person in the family should share the name of a person who they are thankful for and why that person is a blessing to their life.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1761230650372207689?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1761230650372207689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/giving-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1761230650372207689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1761230650372207689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/02/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2nS9Ek6saI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/M0tWv3-HvEI/s72-c/AP+Washburn+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-9191260187979823115</id><published>2010-01-28T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T09:28:07.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are free, walk out of the cell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2Gs-fsn-TI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OFbz-Uwk2Rg/s1600-h/prison-cell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2Gs-fsn-TI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OFbz-Uwk2Rg/s200/prison-cell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431812815246063922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was riding my bike past the prison, and I began to think about freedom. Freedom in Christ is a phrase I heard long before I began to understand what it meant (and I don't claim to understand all that it means now). As I rode past the prison, I knew there were men inside who would love to have the freedom to just be free, but they are confined by locks, doors and bars.&lt;br /&gt;In the spiritual world, when we are in sin we are in prison. We are trapped behind locks, doors and bars that we are powerless to open. While we long to be free, we are powerless to escape, but Christ has opened the door for us. The blood of Jesus Christ has destroyed everything that keeps us captive, but we still need to chose to leave the cell. &lt;br /&gt;So many people are comfortable in their little cell of guilt and shame and they are denying themselves the freedom of forgiveness and grace. &lt;br /&gt;When you find yourself trapped by sin, when you find yourself imprisoned by guilt, walk out of the cell - Christ has already opened the door, He has already made a way.&lt;br /&gt;John 8:36&lt;br /&gt;So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.&lt;br /&gt;NIV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-9191260187979823115?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/9191260187979823115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-are-free-walk-out-of-cell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/9191260187979823115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/9191260187979823115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-are-free-walk-out-of-cell.html' title='If you are free, walk out of the cell'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S2Gs-fsn-TI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OFbz-Uwk2Rg/s72-c/prison-cell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5086537139481631031</id><published>2010-01-12T09:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:01:43.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S0yczoOvQEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QSSCZ9UHFRk/s1600-h/bride_mirror.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S0yczoOvQEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QSSCZ9UHFRk/s200/bride_mirror.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425884061861101634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like a wedding to remind you of the need for purity. &lt;br /&gt;I love that moment, in the wedding, when the doors at the back of the auditorium open, and there before you stands the bride. She is all dressed in white and in her countenance you can see radiance.   I love looking at the groom as he watches his bride come down the aisle, knowing that the next time she goes down the aisle, she will be his wife. &lt;br /&gt;I am reminded, as I sit in a wedding, that this is a picture of Christ and His church. &lt;br /&gt;Brides guard their wedding dresses, they keep them in bags until it is time, they don’t let anyone drink or eat around their dress until after the ceremony and heaven forbid a grimy handed child should come near the wedding dress. It is important to the bride that her gown be white.&lt;br /&gt;As the bride of Christ, we should also care about our purity. I know that our purity comes from Him, but I also know that we are to take off the old dirty clothes of this world and cover ourselves with the new clothes given to us by God.&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:12-14&lt;br /&gt;12Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. 13Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. 14And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5086537139481631031?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5086537139481631031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/01/bride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5086537139481631031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5086537139481631031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/01/bride.html' title='The Bride'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S0yczoOvQEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QSSCZ9UHFRk/s72-c/bride_mirror.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8264237790858587986</id><published>2010-01-05T11:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:56:13.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S0N9FT9DPYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RHG7aVCXrq0/s1600-h/Hockey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S0N9FT9DPYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RHG7aVCXrq0/s200/Hockey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423315906493365634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I went to a hockey game and I found myself thinking about how God works in my life. I know what you are thinking, “how could anyone see how God works while watching hockey?” As much as I like hockey, hockey is not about big men on skates running into each other while holding a stick (club), hockey is about putting the puck in the right place so that “maybe” somebody might have the opportunity of putting the puck into the goal. &lt;br /&gt;I would like to think that life is like a computer (a working computer), if I push this button, input the right data and hit that key, then I will get the result I want. Life doesn’t always work that way. My job, in life, is to press on, put myself in the right place, time and time, again so that God can use me. In hockey, control is relative. In my life control is relative, there is always an enemy that wants to take my life away, but my job is to put myself in right place so that God can use me and ultimately take me to the goal.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 3:14 “I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”&lt;br /&gt;So when it feels like you are being pushed around in every direction, press on towards the goal, put yourself under Gods’ control and know that He will take you to the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8264237790858587986?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8264237790858587986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/01/goal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8264237790858587986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8264237790858587986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2010/01/goal.html' title='Goal'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/S0N9FT9DPYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RHG7aVCXrq0/s72-c/Hockey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7387189406797008258</id><published>2009-12-29T10:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T10:41:36.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Excuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SzoxNzxXvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ech-9ezIBbk/s1600-h/gps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SzoxNzxXvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ech-9ezIBbk/s200/gps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420699214799159074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Christmas I got two great gifts, I got a GPS and a NIV. &lt;br /&gt;The GPS is a TOMTOM and if I use it, I should never get lost and I should always be able to find the address of town that I am looking for. This GPS even claims to be able to get me there using the fastest or the shortest route possible, depending on which choices I make. If I get off the path that the GPS has set for me, a friendly voice will try and help guide me back on path. I now have no excuse for getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;The NIV is a new Thompson Chain Reference Bible, the old one is about to fall apart. If I use my new NIV I should be able to navigate through any situation in life and still arrive at my ultimate destination. When I leave the path, The Word can guide me back to the way of God. I have no excuse for getting lost, I only need to listen to the voice of God as He speaks to me through The Word. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, after this Christmas I have no excuses for being lost.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 1:20&lt;br /&gt;"For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse."&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7387189406797008258?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7387189406797008258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/12/without-excuse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7387189406797008258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7387189406797008258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/12/without-excuse.html' title='Without Excuse'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SzoxNzxXvyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ech-9ezIBbk/s72-c/gps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8614613710255080128</id><published>2009-11-23T10:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T10:52:22.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Way Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Swq9tpxCptI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dEfvvj9-jqI/s1600/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Swq9tpxCptI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dEfvvj9-jqI/s200/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407342894615013074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week our country set aside a day to give thanks. For many of us, it was a time to be with family and friends. Some of us spent the day at a casual pace, enjoying the free time, while others were busy, working at a frantic pace wishing for more time. The television, if turned on, showed us the parades and the ball games and hundreds of commercials filled with things we can not live without. At some point in the day most of us gathered around a feast and we ate and laughed with those who had gathered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pictures have defined Thanksgiving, for me, for years. Today I have a different picture of Thanksgiving. Today I am grateful not just for the harvest, today I am even more grateful for the harvesters God has placed in my life, those people who show me God. I am grateful for Mike and Sharon who have shown me the faith of a giant this year. I am grateful for my sons who have held Julie and me up this year with their support. Today I am grateful for two churches that have shown me God’s love. I am grateful for new friends and new partners in ministry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is a great holiday; it is an even greater way of life. &lt;br /&gt;1 Chr 16:34&lt;br /&gt;34 Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8614613710255080128?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8614613710255080128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/11/way-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8614613710255080128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8614613710255080128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/11/way-of-life.html' title='A Way Of Life'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Swq9tpxCptI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dEfvvj9-jqI/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5531938353442559758</id><published>2009-11-17T10:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:47:47.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks - Saying Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SwLST-0qXvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9twdz03AlZs/s1600/20080713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SwLST-0qXvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9twdz03AlZs/s200/20080713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405113743521242866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a home where we always said a prayer before the evening meal. When it was time for that prayer, we would all bow our heads, we all knew what to do. When we had company, dad would inform everyone what was about to happen, he would say something like "lets all give thanks",or "so and so would you please offer grace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been thinking a lot about giving thanks to God, and I have been thinking about grace. On the surface these two topics are vastly different. Grace is what God offers me and thanks is my humble response of gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, a third grade teacher taught me that grace was unmerited favor, recently a friend told me that grace was unmeritable favor, I think both are right and I think they both only have one reasonable responce, thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When little children pray they give thanks for everything, from little bugs with red wings to mommy and daddy. As adults there are times when we get to busy to thank God for all He has done and we just concentrate on what we consider to be the "big" things, after all we could never thank Him for all He has done can we. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is why we are to "pray continually" (1Thes 5:17)and "always give thanks to God the Father for everything" (Eph 5:20). I think "thanks" should always be on our lips because of the "grace" He has shown us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the right to say "thanks" directly to Him because of His "grace" and there is no other single word left to say if I am His child, unless it is "Father". &lt;br /&gt;I Jn 3:1 says "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you are ask to say grace, give thanks, because there is no other responce that can be given to grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5531938353442559758?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5531938353442559758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-thanks-saying-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5531938353442559758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5531938353442559758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-thanks-saying-grace.html' title='Giving Thanks - Saying Grace'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SwLST-0qXvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9twdz03AlZs/s72-c/20080713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4805382004210119888</id><published>2009-11-10T08:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:09:52.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Glasses - New Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SvmCJ7o3DEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V2BoyFD_VT8/s1600-h/nose-moustache-glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SvmCJ7o3DEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V2BoyFD_VT8/s200/nose-moustache-glasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402492335147125826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I got a new pair of glasses. My last pair of glasses were single vision glasses, these are progressive. Everyone tells me I will love these glasses, but right now I am having to learn how to look at the world differently. You see, every part of the lens has a different focus point so that I can see clearly at any distance. Before I could only see one way, but now I can see more. &lt;br /&gt;The thing I like about these glasses (besides the fact that they make me look cool) is that the easiest place to focus is at the top of the lens. The world is in focus when I look up. There is a great spiritual lesson there.&lt;br /&gt;Ps 121:1-2 "I lift up my eyes to the hills-- where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth. (NIV)"&lt;br /&gt;There is another thing I have noticed about these glasses, people are not in focus when I look down on them, I must look straight at them in order to see them in focus. Rom 14:10 "You, then, why do you judge your brother? Or why do you look down on your brother? ...(NIV)"&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to like these progressive lenses, they remind me of the new eyes God wants me to have.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4805382004210119888?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4805382004210119888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-glasses-new-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4805382004210119888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4805382004210119888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-glasses-new-eyes.html' title='New Glasses - New Eyes'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SvmCJ7o3DEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/V2BoyFD_VT8/s72-c/nose-moustache-glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8103869546677422711</id><published>2009-10-27T16:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:52:32.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer - Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SudriAsEx2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3oLieIcM_2c/s1600-h/butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SudriAsEx2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3oLieIcM_2c/s200/butterfly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397400910471415650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we can not wait to go to God in prayer, and then there are other times when it seems like we have to drag ourselves to God in prayer. &lt;br /&gt;I love watching little children, the enthusiasm of new discovery. How can you keep from smiling when you watch a child discover a butterfly for the first time, or a worm, or a firefly? Children always want to show their great discovery to mom or dad. It warms your heart as you watch and listen to a child tell of their great discovery or adventure. &lt;br /&gt;I have also seen children reluctant to tell parents of mishaps or mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I think the biggest thing that keeps people away from prayer, is sin. We don't want to let God know of our mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;What we forget is that God wants us to bring Him, not only our discoveries, He also wants us to bring Him our sins. He loves to watch our eyes open with discovery, and He longs to lift our eyes back to His with forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps 121:1-2&lt;br /&gt;1 I lift up my eyes to the hills-- where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;2 My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps 147:11&lt;br /&gt;11 the LORD delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in his unfailing love.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8103869546677422711?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8103869546677422711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayer-discovery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8103869546677422711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8103869546677422711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/10/prayer-discovery.html' title='Prayer - Discovery'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SudriAsEx2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3oLieIcM_2c/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7292250881136492727</id><published>2009-10-15T08:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:37:03.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/StcziOu3GlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0J_MPQv82Uo/s1600-h/607-21951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/StcziOu3GlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0J_MPQv82Uo/s200/607-21951.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392835741962672722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am trying to frame my sermons on Grace. The problem is, how do you explain a gift, and how do you explain a gift of such great value? Most gifts today seem to come with a strings attached, or even chains attached, that's just the way people are.&lt;br /&gt;If I give somebody a nice book, I want to take it back if they don't treat it "right". If I give my children a car, I want to take it back if they don't treat it "right" or appreciate it. If I give somebody money, I want them to treat me with respect. When most people give gifts, they don't give them to people they hang them over people. &lt;br /&gt;Grace is Gods' gift. This gift is given to us when we don't deserve it and even before we knew we needed it. This gift is not forced upon us, we can reject it or accept it. This gift is not yanked away from us the moment we don't live up to its' glory, in fact its' glory transforms the way we live. &lt;br /&gt;Most gifts given by parents that are truly "no strings attached gifts" are given after their deaths, the same thing is true of Grace. Grace was God's gift after a death. There is no measuring up for Grace, there is just receiving or discarding.&lt;br /&gt;And if you receive such a great gift, it is like moving into a great house, it transforms you. When you lived outside, you lived like a man outside. When you lived in a barn, you lived like a man in a barn. Now that you live in a perfect house, you are learning to live differently.&lt;br /&gt;It is the Grace that transforms us, we don't live differently to earn the house, the house transforms our behavior. At first I may not accept all the blessings the house has to offer, but after awhile I can not imagine life without the blessings the house has to offer, that is what Grace is like for my life. At first I couldn't accept all Grace had to offer but after discovering more of the blessings that lay behind each door, I can not imagine going back to live outside or even in the barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7292250881136492727?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7292250881136492727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/10/grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7292250881136492727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7292250881136492727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/10/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/StcziOu3GlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0J_MPQv82Uo/s72-c/607-21951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5430359824241207729</id><published>2009-10-09T14:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:53:11.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Ss-UoJk_2II/AAAAAAAAAEs/372rG-LCnqE/s1600-h/baptism-image-only.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Ss-UoJk_2II/AAAAAAAAAEs/372rG-LCnqE/s320/baptism-image-only.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390690696472549506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Julie and I will go to a High School football game, and we will cheer for our team and hope for a victory. That phrase "hope for a victory" is what I want to talk to you about, you see, I just found out that there will be a baptism this Sunday, so I know that this Sunday there will be victory. "Hope for a victory", isn't that a strange phrase when you talk about the Christian life. The young man that will be baptized just got out of jail, he just got set free and now he is truly going to be set free, I love it. &lt;br /&gt;There is one thing I don't like about our baptistery, there are decorative bars separating it from the rest of the church, the one place in the church that should symbolize being set free and unity, and we have bars. &lt;br /&gt;I want the world to hear this loud and clear, Jesus Christ came to remove the barriers between God and Man, Jesus Christ came to remove sin. God give us the eyes and heart to remove those barriers that Satan erects to harm the fellowship of believers.&lt;br /&gt;John 8:36&lt;br /&gt;So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5430359824241207729?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5430359824241207729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/10/victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5430359824241207729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5430359824241207729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/10/victory.html' title='Victory'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Ss-UoJk_2II/AAAAAAAAAEs/372rG-LCnqE/s72-c/baptism-image-only.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-463632671683446823</id><published>2009-09-28T17:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:46:17.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Thinking Of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SsE8P0ECvmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xb7WiBQkBvQ/s1600-h/0502051059561father_and_son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SsE8P0ECvmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xb7WiBQkBvQ/s320/0502051059561father_and_son.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386652871683128930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Julie and I started dating, so many years ago, she was always on my mind. When Julie and I had our children, they were always on my mind. It seems like I am always thinking of my family. I want to know how they are doing and I want to do everything I can to make their lives as good as possible, that's what a father does, he cares for his family.&lt;br /&gt;God cares for His children with a perfect love. From the very beginning He had a plan to save us, so that we could spend eternity with Him. He watches over us and teaches us how we are to live. God walks beside us and comforts us, He also loves us enough to discipline and teach us. What God does every minute of every day, He cares for you with an undying love.&lt;br /&gt;1 PETER 5:7&lt;br /&gt;"Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-463632671683446823?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/463632671683446823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/always-thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/463632671683446823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/463632671683446823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/always-thinking-of-you.html' title='Always Thinking Of You'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SsE8P0ECvmI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xb7WiBQkBvQ/s72-c/0502051059561father_and_son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-225582169162323474</id><published>2009-09-22T11:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:57:46.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLESSED</title><content type='html'>Rom 4:7 "Blessed are they whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;Blessed, that is a good word to describe the Child of God. We are blessed, we are blessed because we are forgiven, we are blessed because we are a part of “The Family”, and we are blessed because of the hope that lives inside us. &lt;br /&gt;Blessed, I like the way that word sounds, it reminds me of the way I feel when I am with others who are in God’s family, it reminds me of how I feel when I share in somebody else’s joy, it is the closest word I can think of to describe the way I feel when I sing praises to my God.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed, is exactly how I feel when I am comforted, in my test and trials of life, by “The Family”. &lt;br /&gt;Blessed, what a great way to describe the Christians life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-225582169162323474?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/225582169162323474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/225582169162323474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/225582169162323474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/blessed.html' title='BLESSED'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4785121620256543593</id><published>2009-09-18T08:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:15:27.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Change - Some Things Don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SrOVyNHqpGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DrXsesKm-qw/s1600-h/image01515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SrOVyNHqpGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DrXsesKm-qw/s320/image01515.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382810669385688162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love remembering how things were "in days of old". I like watching old television shows like Andy Griffith, and George Burns. I like remembering summer days when mom would just tell us to be home by supper. I like remembering drive in theatres, banana seat bicycles, party line phones, record players, and ice cream trucks. &lt;br /&gt;It seems like so many things in this world have changed. Change isn't bad, it isn't good, change is just change. Change can make me uncomfortable, but it will keep coming, that is why I am glad that there is at least one thing that will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:17-18&lt;br /&gt;17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.&lt;br /&gt;18 He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will never change, that is why I am putting my life, and hope in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J.Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4785121620256543593?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4785121620256543593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-change-some-things-dont.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4785121620256543593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4785121620256543593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-change-some-things-dont.html' title='Some Things Change - Some Things Don&apos;t'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SrOVyNHqpGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DrXsesKm-qw/s72-c/image01515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8282085435828521771</id><published>2009-09-15T08:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:32:58.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Sq-kobE_k9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/fHQ0cA6CQAk/s1600-h/shaving-whole-head_h528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Sq-kobE_k9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/fHQ0cA6CQAk/s320/shaving-whole-head_h528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381701094101455826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked at myself in the mirror this morning, I was reminded that I needed to shave. The first thought that went through my head was "I just shaved yesterday, why do I have to do this every day?". Every day (well almost every day) I go through the same ritual, I look at myself in the mirror, examine the scruff that seemed to grow when no one was looking, then I let the razor do its work. &lt;br /&gt;As I went through my routine this morning it occurred to me that shaving is a lot like how I give my life to God.&lt;br /&gt;First, I need to do it every day. &lt;br /&gt;(Ps 145:2 Every day I will praise you and extol your name for ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV))&lt;br /&gt;Second, I need to examine the scuff that has grown in my life.&lt;br /&gt;(2 Cor 13:5 Examine yourselves to see whether you are in the faith; test yourselves. (NIV))&lt;br /&gt;Third, I need to let Christ do His work in me.&lt;br /&gt;(Phil 1:6 ... He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.(NIV))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as you begin your morning ritual, don't forget to do the truly important things, those things that remind you "Who God Wants You To Be".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8282085435828521771?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8282085435828521771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/shaving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8282085435828521771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8282085435828521771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/shaving.html' title='Shaving'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Sq-kobE_k9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/fHQ0cA6CQAk/s72-c/shaving-whole-head_h528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2978506756656996667</id><published>2009-09-04T08:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:52:54.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Living</title><content type='html'>One of the people God has put in my life is Sharon Washburn. Sharon is one of the strongest believers I know, and her faith has always blessed me. I wanted to share with you something she wrote in her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks, I've been blessed to meet some new ladies through radiation as we sit in the "locker" room waiting for treatment. One lady in particular has been on my heart. She's 20 years my senior with the sweetest disposition. Through these weeks, she's grown to trust me &amp; has shared with me that she is near the end of her medical journey. The breast cancer has returned a 3rd time, &amp; now is extensively in her bones &amp; spine &amp; this is the last radiation for her. There is little left the medical community can offer her except pain management &amp; those conversations with doctors will be forthcoming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think our conversations about death &amp; dying would be gloomy &amp; depressing, but they're really not. They're sweet &amp; hopeful. Thoughtful &amp; reflective. She needs a listening ear because her family is not quite ready to accept her physical realities. Sometimes a "stranger" like me can be a pretty good listening ear. You see, she's a believer &amp; knows God can step in &amp; save the day at any time. She also knows He's getting her ready for heaven &amp; she's planning the way she's living out her life. She's cleaning out closets &amp; getting her house in order for her family. Not in a desperate way, but a loving way. She's thankful for the years God has given her &amp; is just so graceful in her manner! She &amp; I pray we have the grace to walk our life's journeys the way He intends for us. The number of those days is really of no consequence, only that each one is spent living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many days, weeks or years God has planned for me here, but I will live them all! I will love the ones He loves &amp; depend completely on His grace to save me. I want my life to be a love response to Him for my salvation &amp; be ready to go to heaven. Sure, I don't want to dwell on death all the time, but living with a readiness to meet Jesus face to face - that's really living!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Washburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eph 4:1&lt;br /&gt;... I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2978506756656996667?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2978506756656996667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-people-god-has-put-in-my-life-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2978506756656996667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2978506756656996667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-people-god-has-put-in-my-life-is.html' title='Really Living'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1661052270049280841</id><published>2009-09-02T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:24:17.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyphonocerus ruficollis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Sp6OGo9VK6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0jo9_GhBUvo/s1600-h/fireflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Sp6OGo9VK6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0jo9_GhBUvo/s320/fireflies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376891249851968418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I love looking at the stars, on a moonless night. Away from the city lights, it is amazing how bright, clear and spectacular the heavens are. God amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;I remember as a child, not only seeing the stars at night, I also remember seeing stars in the trees and in the fields, at least I thought they were stars, my dad called them lightning bugs or fireflies. &lt;br /&gt;You don’t see fireflies much anymore, those little bits of heaven flying down here on earth, but when you do they seem spectacular to me.&lt;br /&gt;Christians are like fireflies, little bits of heaven here on earth. They show the glory of God in the dark world we live in, and they make you dream of heaven. &lt;br /&gt;Today I want to challenge you to let your light shine for all to see, and the world around you will be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Pet 2:12&lt;br /&gt;12 Live such good lives among the pagans that,… they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1661052270049280841?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1661052270049280841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/cyphonocerus-ruficollis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1661052270049280841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1661052270049280841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/09/cyphonocerus-ruficollis.html' title='Cyphonocerus ruficollis'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/Sp6OGo9VK6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/0jo9_GhBUvo/s72-c/fireflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7829192896793459562</id><published>2009-08-26T11:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:44:34.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Results</title><content type='html'>My sister sent me one of those funny e-mails today and I thought I would use it.&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;    Yesterday I was at my local COSTCO buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Biscuit, the Wonder Dog and was in the checkout line when woman behind me asked if I had a dog.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;        What did she think I had, an elephant? So since I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms. &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;        I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try I t again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.) Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's hiney and a car hit us both.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;        I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.  Costco won't let me shop there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;There are unexpected results in so much of life. When you are kind to others, others are kind to you. When you seem to be giving all you have, you are being blessed abundantly. When you show love, love is lavished on you. When you finally give us doing it your way and you do it Gods' way, victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gal 2:20&lt;br /&gt;20 I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7829192896793459562?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7829192896793459562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected-results.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7829192896793459562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7829192896793459562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected-results.html' title='Unexpected Results'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4000100385845131584</id><published>2009-08-21T10:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:59:51.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/So7DaaP50hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WG5PfyTxBH4/s1600-h/clown-jack-in-the-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/So7DaaP50hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WG5PfyTxBH4/s320/clown-jack-in-the-box.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372446263989621266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting has never been my strong suit. Even when I knew something was coming, waiting was hard. I remember playing with those old Jack-In-The-Box toys and I jumping every time Jack popped out. I knew it was coming, but I was still surprised. I remember waiting for Christmas morning, time seemed to drag on and on, I knew it was coming, I even knew when it was coming, but it was still hard to wait.&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus feeds the 5000 men, He gives thanks before the food is given out, have you ever asked yourself "Why did Jesus give thanks?". I think He may have been giving thanks for what God was about to do. &lt;br /&gt;As children of God, we should stop from time to time and give thanks for what God is about to do. He already knows the blessings awaiting us. He already knows the transformation working inside of us. He already knows the glory prepared for us.&lt;br /&gt;As I try and patiently wait for the blessings of God, I am asking God to give me expectant eyes and a faith filled heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer 29:11&lt;br /&gt;11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4000100385845131584?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4000100385845131584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-has-never-been-my-strong-suit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4000100385845131584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4000100385845131584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/waiting-has-never-been-my-strong-suit.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/So7DaaP50hI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WG5PfyTxBH4/s72-c/clown-jack-in-the-box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-6829710166056082213</id><published>2009-08-19T14:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:37:30.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Down</title><content type='html'>As I looked at all the school supplies that are being prepared for the kids, I remembered a time in my life when I felt unworthy. I remember the feeling of having others look down on me because I wasn't as "cool" as they were. I remember the fear of having others look down on me because I didn't have the right kind of shoes, clothes, or stuff. I remember how others looked down on me because I wasn't athletic, cool or smart. I remember being the last one to be chosen and I remember being the smallest one in my class. &lt;br /&gt;I hated it when people looked down on me, it made me feel unworthy and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Jesus ever looked down on anyone,... except once. As Jesus hung on the cross He looked down and said "Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing." (Luke 23:34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-6829710166056082213?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/6829710166056082213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6829710166056082213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6829710166056082213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-down.html' title='Looking Down'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5934612307430698861</id><published>2009-08-13T13:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:12:48.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake It Off and Step Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SoRlj1SKGEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r1EEBXNZ-C8/s1600-h/mule2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SoRlj1SKGEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r1EEBXNZ-C8/s200/mule2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369528322005538882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite preacher illustrations is&lt;br /&gt;Shake It Off And Step Up &lt;br /&gt;By: Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell into the farmer's well. The farmer heard the mule 'braying' - or - whatever mules do when they fall into wells. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer sympathized with the mule, but decided that neither the mule nor the well was worth the trouble of saving. Instead, he called his neighbors together and told them what had happened...and enlisted them to help haul dirt to bury the old mule in the well and put him out of his misery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and his neighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back...a thought struck him. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirt landed on his back...HE SHOULD SHAKE IT OFF AND STEP UP! This he did, blow after blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shake it off and step up...shake it off and step up...shake it off and step up!" he repeated to encourage himself. No matter how painful the blows, or distressing the situation seemed the old mule fought "panic" and just kept right on SHAKING IT OFF AND STEPPING UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before the old mule, battered and exhausted, STEPPED TRIUMPHANTLY OVER THE WALL OF THAT WELL! What seemed like it would bury him, actually blessed him...all because of the manner in which he handled his adversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gen 50:20&lt;br /&gt;20 You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5934612307430698861?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5934612307430698861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/shake-it-off-and-step-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5934612307430698861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5934612307430698861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/shake-it-off-and-step-up.html' title='Shake It Off and Step Up'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SoRlj1SKGEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/r1EEBXNZ-C8/s72-c/mule2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1766099547122862212</id><published>2009-08-12T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:34:24.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SoLS5_3Au-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XVpSitmzJhQ/s1600-h/Thankful-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SoLS5_3Au-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XVpSitmzJhQ/s320/Thankful-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369085599615597538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about the word thanks. Thanks seems like such a small word for such a big feeling. When somebody shows you love, even when you don't deserve it, thanks seems like too small a word for such a big gift. When somebody is willing to stand beside you, even when you are making a mistake, thanks doesn't seem like enough. Thanks is what we say when we are given a piece of bubble gum and it is what we say when the greatest of burdens is lifted off of our shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;For the next two weeks I am focusing on being thankful in my lessons. Thankful for what God is doing and has done, and thankful or what God is going to do. &lt;br /&gt;It seems like such a small word, but what it does for the heart of the giver is miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Thes 5:16-18&lt;br /&gt;Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1766099547122862212?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1766099547122862212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/giving-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1766099547122862212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1766099547122862212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SoLS5_3Au-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XVpSitmzJhQ/s72-c/Thankful-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-424771958849634711</id><published>2009-08-04T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:29:24.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready for some ...</title><content type='html'>All across the state, young men are beginning football practice. This dreaded ritual is called two a days. These two a days consume the lives of these young men. When they get up in the morning, they are thinking about practice. When they are home and when they are eating, they are thinking about rest and the next practice. When they go to bed at night, they are thinking about the next day of practice. These young men go through all of the pain and work, so that they can perform well on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;Football is just a game, and these young men go through all of that just for a game, don't you think we should be just as prepared for life. &lt;br /&gt;Paul says in 1 Cor 9:24-27&lt;br /&gt;24 Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.&lt;br /&gt;25 Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;26 Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air.&lt;br /&gt;27 No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of our young men have great seasons, but my real prayer is that all of us will have great lives that glorify God.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-424771958849634711?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/424771958849634711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-ready-for-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/424771958849634711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/424771958849634711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-ready-for-some.html' title='Are you ready for some ...'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2529019247139051318</id><published>2009-07-31T08:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:57:26.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What does Today hold?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL4PmVeH3I/AAAAAAAAADM/nteMtMD_foQ/s1600-h/waiting_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL4PmVeH3I/AAAAAAAAADM/nteMtMD_foQ/s200/waiting_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364623053024010098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kinda fun waiting expectantly. When I was a child, Christmas was that time of year when I found myself waiting expectantly. What was in the big box? Did I get what I wanted? Will it be all I had hoped for? Now that I am older, there are more occasions when I find myself waiting expectantly, all of those things I have talked to God about. Today could be the day that the house sells. Today could be the day that we hear the cancer is gone and the treatments are over. Today could be the day that God brings a seeker into my life. Today could be ... Today is a gift from God and I can hardly wait to see what is in this big box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:17&lt;br /&gt;17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2529019247139051318?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2529019247139051318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-today-hold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2529019247139051318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2529019247139051318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-today-hold.html' title='What does Today hold?'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL4PmVeH3I/AAAAAAAAADM/nteMtMD_foQ/s72-c/waiting_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7716491189337148933</id><published>2009-07-30T14:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:03:49.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home is where your God is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnH8fu_NO-I/AAAAAAAAADE/n7z2LrrnQJ0/s1600-h/grass%2520hut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnH8fu_NO-I/AAAAAAAAADE/n7z2LrrnQJ0/s320/grass%2520hut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364346253294255074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days I need to be reassured, reassured that I am not in this alone. Everything inside of me says I should run home, shut the door, put on my comfortable clothes, curl up and go to sleep. Home. Home is my sanctuary. Home is the place where I can be me, the real me. &lt;br /&gt;I guess the question I need the answer to is, "is God there?" When the real me shows up, is God there? I want Him to be, I need Him to be, but in my attempt to get away from everything that is pulling at me, have I also pulled away from God?&lt;br /&gt;Moses said &lt;br /&gt;Ps 90:1&lt;br /&gt;Lord, through all the generations you have been our home!&lt;br /&gt;(TLB)&lt;br /&gt;I know the only place to find peace, is at home, with God.&lt;br /&gt;So God over the next few weeks, months and years of my life, make my home in You. While I wait for the tension of life to fade (2 house payments and 2 house full of utility payments)do what you said you would do in &lt;br /&gt;John 14:23&lt;br /&gt;"If anyone loves me, he will obey my teaching. My Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;God come and make your Home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7716491189337148933?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7716491189337148933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-are-days-i-need-to-be-reassured.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7716491189337148933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7716491189337148933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-are-days-i-need-to-be-reassured.html' title='Home is where your God is'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnH8fu_NO-I/AAAAAAAAADE/n7z2LrrnQJ0/s72-c/grass%2520hut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4368339145601683988</id><published>2009-07-29T09:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:20:27.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a Lion out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnBalu-nEhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZJQjONUcVKA/s1600-h/lion22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnBalu-nEhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZJQjONUcVKA/s320/lion22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363886760510558738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that there is fear in places you don't belong. &lt;br /&gt;Last night I was sitting in the back yard, watching the storms (no lights at all), I was startled by the scream of a cat. I knew better than to be outside with no light, but I thought "It's only a little ways out there". If I had brought a light, there would have been no fear, but in the dark the scream of a cat brought fear to my heart. Needless to say I was through looking at the storm and I fumbled my way back into the house were there was all the light I needed to feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;In my Christian walk I also need to carry The Light with me, because there is a cat out there, who doesn't want to scare me, he wants to devour me.&lt;br /&gt;1 Pet 5:8 .... Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends - keep your light with you, and keep it turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4368339145601683988?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4368339145601683988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever-noticed-that-there-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4368339145601683988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4368339145601683988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever-noticed-that-there-is.html' title='There is a Lion out there'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnBalu-nEhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ZJQjONUcVKA/s72-c/lion22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4896230506509165081</id><published>2009-07-28T08:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:43:48.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Statement of Faith</title><content type='html'>In one of the great statements of faith, Bob Moorehead wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have Holy Spirit power. The dye has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I'm a disciple of His. I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away or be still. &lt;br /&gt;My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. I'm finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, mundane talking, "chincy" giving, and dwarfed goals.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised, regarded or rewarded. I now live by presence, lean by faith, walk by patience, lift by prayer and labor by power.&lt;br /&gt;My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few, my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity.&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up, preached up for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go until He comes, give until I drop, preach until all know,and work until He stops me And when He comes for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me - my colors will be clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be the cry of every person who takes The Name of Jesus Christ! That should be me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4896230506509165081?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4896230506509165081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-statement-of-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4896230506509165081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4896230506509165081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-statement-of-faith.html' title='My Statement of Faith'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8815428715842589624</id><published>2009-07-22T16:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:09:09.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have More Than You Think You Do</title><content type='html'>Recently, Julie and I moved. We found a place to live, we got somebody to pack us up and we moved. When we were living in our other house, we were comfortable and we had everything we thought we needed. Now that we are unpacking in our "new" house, I have come to realize that we have more than we could have ever imagined. We have more hide-a-beds than any family should ever have. We have more videos than we will ever watch. We have more glasses than we will ever use. We have more than we ever knew we had.&lt;br /&gt;It is that way in our Christian walk, We Have More Than We Could Ever Imagine. His forgiveness is more than my sin. His love is greater than my fear. My cup does overflow, surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8815428715842589624?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8815428715842589624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-have-more-than-you-think-you-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8815428715842589624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8815428715842589624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-have-more-than-you-think-you-do.html' title='You Have More Than You Think You Do'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4100764799973779850</id><published>2009-07-07T09:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:47:50.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard a song</title><content type='html'>This morning I heard a song that had no words, and yet it lifted my heart to the throne of God. This morning I heard the birds singing, the wind rustleing through the leaves and a lone frog bellowing. This morning I saw the sun dancing off of the clouds and I said in my heart "thanks."&lt;br /&gt;Ps 46:10 "Be still, and know that I am God (NIV)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4100764799973779850?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4100764799973779850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-heard-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4100764799973779850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4100764799973779850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-heard-song.html' title='I heard a song'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1372177398979390687</id><published>2009-07-07T09:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:38:10.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life to the full</title><content type='html'>Jesus says in John 10:10 "... I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus didn't say "come unto me so that you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;avoid&lt;/span&gt; stress", Jesus didn't say "come unto me so that you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;avoid&lt;/span&gt; illness", Jesus didn't say "come unto me so that you will have a zone of protection all around you." Jesus DID say in John 16:33 "...In this world you will have trouble."He goes on and says " But take heart! I have overcome the world.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sing a song that says "This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through." When we learn to live with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;understanding,&lt;/span&gt; the trials of life seem somehow lighter. When we learn to live with that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;understanding,&lt;/span&gt; the journey seems more like an adventure than a battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me enjoy the adventure, because I know you have already won the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1372177398979390687?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1372177398979390687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-to-full.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1372177398979390687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1372177398979390687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-to-full.html' title='Life to the full'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8246625572950154329</id><published>2009-06-27T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:44:40.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How can I miss you if you won’t go away?</title><content type='html'>Jesus said “follow me” it sounds easy, but it may be the hardest command ever given. Following also involves leaving and leaving is hard. Most of us have created a world where we are comfortable. (Jesus never promised us comfort on the journey.) Their may be parts of our lives we are unhappy with, but we are not so unhappy that we have changed anything. Jesus says “follow me” and that means some things, everything, will change. For us to become what Jesus has in store for us, we must be willing to follow Him and be willing to leave behind those things that so easily entangle us.&lt;br /&gt;There are times Jesus calls us, and He wants us to pick up everything and move to a new location. Everything we have become familiar with is gone and we start all over again. We feel alone, afraid and vulnerable. All of our old friends and support are gone and we feel afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said “follow me” but He never leaves us alone or unprotected. He also never takes us to a place He has not prepared us for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heb 13:5-6&lt;br /&gt;5          …, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you."&lt;br /&gt;6          So we say with confidence, "The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?"&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;As Julie and I trust God on our new adventure, we also look back to dear friends and watch with great anticipation for want God has in store for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8246625572950154329?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8246625572950154329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-can-i-miss-you-if-you-wont-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8246625572950154329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8246625572950154329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-can-i-miss-you-if-you-wont-go-away.html' title='How can I miss you if you won’t go away?'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-8559915746707448117</id><published>2009-06-23T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:16:35.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thank My God</title><content type='html'>There are many people who believe that their spiritual walk is private. These people don’t see the value of church or the value of sharing their faith. They believe their personal and private relationship with God should be kept private.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was reminded of just how important The Body of Christ is. You can not give true encouragement to yourself. You can not lift yourself up when you fall. You can not hold yourself when you need comforting. You can not accompany yourself when you need a companion.&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to know, that I have partners in the faith who cheer for me. I am blessed to know that I have faithful friends who will stand with me. I am blessed to know that I am a part of a greater body, and Christ is the head. I am blessed to know that I have friends.&lt;br /&gt;Like Paul I can say “I thank my God every time I remember you.” Phil 1:3&lt;br /&gt;And like Paul I can say “First, I thank my God through Jesus Christ for all of you, because your faith is being reported all over the world.” Rom 1:8&lt;br /&gt;May God be glorified as all of us share our lives and faith with everyone who has an ear to hear.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-8559915746707448117?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/8559915746707448117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thank-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8559915746707448117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/8559915746707448117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thank-my-god.html' title='I Thank My God'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5339908183602872257</id><published>2009-06-19T08:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:55:34.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; defines burl as - "A burl (British bur or burr) is a tree growth in which the grain has grown in a deformed manner. A burl results from a tree undergoing some form of stress."&lt;br /&gt;Burl is a new term to me. I was introduced to the term when some dear friends gave my wife and me a vase that had been carved from maple burl. The twisted grain of the wood made the vase unique and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;As I studied the vase, and as my friend explained to me what a burl is and how it only comes about through stress, I began to understand how God sees His children. Those parts of our lives that have been so twisted by stress are the parts, and are ugly to us, God can mold into the beautiful image of grace.&lt;br /&gt;The trick is this, we must be willing to let God have our burl. We must be willing to let Him cut away the bark and gently cut away all those parts that are hiding His glory. It is only after God has done His work that others will be truly able to see His glory shining through you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt; 3:20-21 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5339908183602872257?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5339908183602872257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/burl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5339908183602872257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5339908183602872257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/burl.html' title='Burl'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7015763871382717609</id><published>2009-06-16T08:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:43:04.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Home</title><content type='html'>Looking for a new home is harder than you think. When you drive by a house you never know what it is like on the inside. Julie and I have looked at a lot of houses lately and it is true that you can not judge anything by the outside. Julie and I have seen some homes that looked great on the outside, but on the inside the floor plan was all messed up. We have seen some homes that looked great on the outside, but their foundations were cracked and needed a lot of work. We have seen some homes that looked great on the outside, but when you went inside, the only thing that came to mind was "What were they thinking?".&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a good place to live is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;The same thing is true in our lives, looking for a good place to live can be hard work, if you don't have the right guide.&lt;br /&gt;There are people who look like they have it all together on the outside, but inside they are all messed up, the way they have arranged their life is all out of order. Some folks look great on the outside but inside they have all kinds of foundation trouble and they need a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know something, there is a master carpenter who has built a special place just for you. It feels like home the very first time you see it. There are no foundation troubles, no paint scheme nightmares, and no rooms out of order.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus wants you to have that home, and He wants to start preparing you for that home today.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to start changing your life so you will be at home with Him forever. Will you let Him?&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor. 3:18&lt;br /&gt;And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into His likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is The Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7015763871382717609?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7015763871382717609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7015763871382717609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7015763871382717609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-home.html' title='Finding Home'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7343072969951869040</id><published>2009-06-11T12:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:03:51.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think On Those Things</title><content type='html'>Phil 4:8-9&lt;br /&gt;8 Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-- if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-- think about such things.9 Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me-- put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.(NIV)&lt;br /&gt; As I sit in my empty office, I can not help but notice how empty the walls appear. Walls are meant to have memories stored on them, pictures of family, remembrances of places visited, and accomplishments proudly displayed. It is empty in my office now and somehow that place that I once went to think and study seems lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I have often wondered why God wants me to think on things that are lovely and the like, I think I understand it better now. God wants me to look at the pictures He has hung all around me and in me. Pictures of His creation, and pictures of His people. Those things give me comfort and those people give me encouragement in the journey of this life.&lt;br /&gt;So think on those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7343072969951869040?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7343072969951869040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/think-on-those-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7343072969951869040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7343072969951869040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/think-on-those-things.html' title='Think On Those Things'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7637157673928126598</id><published>2009-06-10T08:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:05:56.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed how much junk we all have? Julie and I are boxing things up for a move, and I find myself looking at some things and asking "Why are we moving that?". The only thing junk does is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weigh&lt;/span&gt; down the load.&lt;br /&gt;In my life I know there is some junk that needs to be thrown away. I don't need to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weighed&lt;/span&gt; down any longer by the old life. I need to be free to follow God at a moments notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heb 12:11&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only a few things I really need in this life, and most of them will fit in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7637157673928126598?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7637157673928126598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-you-ever-noticed-how-much-junk-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7637157673928126598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7637157673928126598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-you-ever-noticed-how-much-junk-we.html' title='Junk'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5317515865411923329</id><published>2009-06-09T09:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:29:23.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday we let the church at North Garland know we will be moving after 9 1/2 years of working with them. Moving is never easy, and the longer you stay at one place the harder the moving is. We have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; here who have stood with us and held us up through some hard times. We have friends who have laughed with us and rejoiced with us in great times of transition and victory. Moving is never easy.&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of moving there is arriving. Arriving is exciting. There are friends waiting to be met and hills waiting to be climbed. There are blessings just waiting to be discovered. Arriving is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Moving is never easy, not even spiritually, but when I am willing to leave the old way of life and start following The Light, there are blessing just waiting to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;Col 3:12-17&lt;br /&gt;12 Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.13 Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.14 And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.15 Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.16 Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.17 And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5317515865411923329?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5317515865411923329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5317515865411923329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5317515865411923329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7071072458789238235</id><published>2009-06-04T09:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:04:27.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of God (Final Edition)</title><content type='html'>Most stories begin “Once upon a time” but our story begins with “There is a God”, and He lives in Heaven, where He watches over you and where He loves you with an everlasting love. When you look in the book, the early words say, “In the beginning God”, some of the faint words say, “For God so loved, He planned to give”. The first chapter in the book we have says, “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth, and God made man in His own image, and He placed them in the Garden”. God gave them one law, and one penalty, and the penalty was Death. In time man broke that law. Now you would think that God would destroy any creature that broke His law, but not God. God knew who would pay the price, and He made man anyway, and God began to whisper The Word. You couldn’t understand it at first, but He said it with such tenderness that you knew it represented His very heart.Men continued to sin and God sent a flood; and men continued to sin and God whispered the Word a little louder to Abraham, and set the plan in motion to send The Word to men.God continued to whisper The Word and He used men like Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. God used men like Joseph and Moses, and all the while He whispered The Word. He used Joshua, Gideon and Samuel. He whispered The Word through David, Solomon, Elijah and the prophets, and, while sin remained, the voice of God was getting louder as He just kept saying The Word.Then one night the voice broke through and The Word became flesh and the angels proclaimed, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom His favor rests. Today a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord”.It was through the life of Jesus Christ that God chose to reveal His heart. It was His name that was whispered throughout the ages, and it was His life that would be sacrificed for the sin of man. God showed man who He was through the life of Christ, and He showed man His heart. The God of the beginning is not capricious, but caring. God does not want to strike man down; He longs to lift him up. The God of the beginning is not far away in a distant place, but He is near, and He cares about you.He showed us how He cares when The Word walked among us. God showed that He cares about our hurts when a father came to Jesus because his daughter was dying. And at the time of the father’s greatest hurt when he heard his daughter had died, Jesus showed us the heart of God when he said, “Don’t be afraid, just believe”. Jesus gave that little girl life and He gave that father his little girl back. You see, God cares about those grievous hurts in the life of man. When the lepers came, Jesus touched them and they were healed. When those tortured by demons came, Jesus released them. The blind could see and the lame could walk, with just a word or a touch from the hand of The Word of God. But He didn’t just heal the body; Jesus also healed the inside of man. When the man was lowered through the roof, Jesus forgave his sin, and when the woman was caught in adultery Jesus forgave her sin. Jesus showed us that the touch of God can not only heal the body, it can heal the man. Every time Jesus touched a life you could hear God whisper The Name, and each time it grew just a little louder.God cares for man; with an abiding love God cares for man, and He is not willing to leave man without hope. God knew that the time was coming near for the price to be paid for the sin of man, man that He loved. God watched as Jesus was laid on the cross and as the nails pierced His hands. He saw the agony of Christ as He hung suspended between Heaven and earth. And He heard the cries of The Word. And when He heard Him say, “It is finished” and saw Him die, God whispered The Word one more time with such agony that the earth shook and the great veil in the Temple was ripped apart.The price had now been paid for the sin of man, but was the price too high?The silence in Heaven was deafening.How could God still care for man, when the cost was so great?Did God still care about the hurts of man?Did God still care about the sin of man?Did God still care for man?For three days not a noise was heard.But then…from the center of Heaven itself, God didn’t whisper. God proclaimed The Name clearly for all to hear. He said it so loudly that the earth shook, the stone that sealed the tomb was rolled away and the Son of God came forth alive. The angels proclaimed “He is not here…He has risen!”God has not stopped caring for man, in our hurts, in our victories and in our sin. He has not ceased whispering The Name, and there is coming a day when God will no longer whisper The Name; He will proclaim it one last time to this earth. With the trumpet blast, God will proclaim to the world one more time that Jesus Christ is Lord.Then every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess that “Jesus Christ is Lord!”&lt;br /&gt;By J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7071072458789238235?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7071072458789238235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-of-god.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7071072458789238235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7071072458789238235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-of-god.html' title='The Story of God (Final Edition)'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5516643533052052375</id><published>2009-05-30T10:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:34:46.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>People Of The Cross</title><content type='html'>It is important that we remember who we are and what we are about, that is why, from time to time, we remind ourselves with this little saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are people of the cross, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;blood bought and forgiven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Our goal is to live lives worthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;of the calling we have received &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and to be lights unto our world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another saying that I have heard some churches participate in each week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;God is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;God is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we can remind ourselves of who God is, who we are and what we are to be, it will be impossible for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt; to defeat us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5516643533052052375?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5516643533052052375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-of-cross.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5516643533052052375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5516643533052052375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-of-cross.html' title='People Of The Cross'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2817471041143196562</id><published>2009-05-22T13:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:33:14.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>When I was young, I loved change. When I heard the Ice Cream truck coming down the road, playing its’ tune, I would gather up my change and buy a treat. When I was a teenager, change could buy me a soda. Now that I am a little older, I put my change in a jar. Change doesn’t seem as important to me now, until I take a good look at the jar, then I see “real” money.&lt;br /&gt;In my spiritual life, I need to understand the value of change. Change is what God is doing. He takes me from lost to saved, that’s change. He takes me from selfish to giving, that’s change. He takes me from hopelessness to hope, that’s change. While God never changes, I am so glad He sees the value of change, and is willing to patiently change me.&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 3:18&lt;br /&gt;18        And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2817471041143196562?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2817471041143196562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2817471041143196562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2817471041143196562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-710104953885152371</id><published>2009-05-07T11:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:23:16.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Diapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SgMKlCkSv0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/HYSjAsgZL1w/s1600-h/fatbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333118015197331266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SgMKlCkSv0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/HYSjAsgZL1w/s320/fatbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I read my nieces blog, she had a dirty diapers count, 705 dirty diapers and counting. It made me laugh. I wondered how many dirty diapers my wife and I took care of. I know she took care of a lot more than I did. It’s funny the things we keep track of, dirty diapers, broken bottles, spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that I have a Heavenly Father who doesn’t keep track of dirty diapers. He has forgiven my messes, my spilt milk, and my sin. What my Heavenly Father keeps track of is me. What my Heavenly Father delights over is me. I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Zeph 3:17&lt;br /&gt;17 The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing."&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-710104953885152371?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/710104953885152371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/dirty-diapers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/710104953885152371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/710104953885152371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/dirty-diapers.html' title='Dirty Diapers'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SgMKlCkSv0I/AAAAAAAAAC0/HYSjAsgZL1w/s72-c/fatbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-9161445812807520748</id><published>2009-05-06T09:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:33:19.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>Recently my wife received a card in the mail that carried with it a powerful message. The card was a quote from The Great House Of God by Max Lucado.&lt;br /&gt;“Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing and listen as heaven whispers, “Do you like it? I did it just for you.”” When we opened  the card there was a passage from The Message “Take a good look at God’s wonders – they’ll take your breath away.” (Psalm 66:5)&lt;br /&gt;In my life I have been blessed. I have seen the beautiful sunsets of the west Texas plains and I have seen the colors of an Oklahoma storm. I have seen the majesty of mountains and the colors of a coral reef. We do live in a symphony God is performing just for us.&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what takes away my breath even more than the beauty of this earth, the loving acts of God’s created; an older couple holding hands, parents holding their baby, friends selflessly supporting each other. I see God’s love in waiting rooms, with the quiet support of caring friends, I see God’s love at finish lines, with cheering friends after a long hard race. As beautiful as God’s creation is, the hearts of God’s created is breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-9161445812807520748?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/9161445812807520748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/9161445812807520748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/9161445812807520748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-7445874170909966847</id><published>2009-04-23T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:14:58.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't, God can, I think I'll let Him</title><content type='html'>"God can do anything, you know - far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, His Spirit deeply and gently within us." (The Message, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt;. 3:20)&lt;br /&gt;I know there are times in your life that your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;circumstances&lt;/span&gt; seem impossible. Remember what God has done. Money is nothing to God, He paved the roads of heaven with gold. Sickness is nothing to God, He formed me in my mother's womb. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Despair&lt;/span&gt; is nothing to God, He parted the Red Sea and let His children walk on dry ground. Fear is nothing to God, He calmed the storm with just a word. Death is nothing to God, He will give life to all those who are His.&lt;br /&gt;The only things God can't handle, are the things we don't bring to Him.&lt;br /&gt;The next time the world closes in on you remember "I can't, God can, I think I'll let Him."&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-7445874170909966847?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/7445874170909966847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-god-can-i-think-ill-let-him.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7445874170909966847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/7445874170909966847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-god-can-i-think-ill-let-him.html' title='I can&apos;t, God can, I think I&apos;ll let Him'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-3948478529163215340</id><published>2009-04-23T11:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:21:00.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ears to hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 25:4-5 Show me your ways, O LORD, teach me your paths; guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; Recently my prayers have included a phrase that describes my hearts desire, when it comes to my walk of faith. The phrase is this "Lord, give me ears to hear, so you only have to tell me once." God has said in Heb 13:5-6 "Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because 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. What can man do to me?""(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;) I want that faith,  so today, I am making the choice to trust God. Today I proudly proclaim "I trust God." When the car breaks down, I trust God. When the air conditioner freezes over, I trust God. When  dreaded news comes, I trust God. When my life is over, I want to be able to look back and say "I trusted God."&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-3948478529163215340?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/3948478529163215340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/ears-to-hear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/3948478529163215340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/3948478529163215340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/ears-to-hear.html' title='Ears to hear'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2790691833181209728</id><published>2009-04-07T08:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:52:20.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SdtaS7RM00I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gy_b52JRoyE/s1600-h/Yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321946665862353730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SdtaS7RM00I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gy_b52JRoyE/s320/Yes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever had a day that just screamed "YES"? You know the day, it is the day when the sun seems brighter and the birds sing sweeter, it is the day when you have an extra bounce in your step and a little grin on your face. I love those days, and they always seem to come just when they are needed. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sneak&lt;/span&gt; up on you, sometimes just after the hard days.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus had been crucified, and it appeared to those who loved Him that those "good" days were gone forever. In one moment all of that changed. With just seven words, the angels proclaimed a message that gives every believer hope. With just seven words the angels turned every day into a day of "Yes". With just seven words everything changed.&lt;br /&gt;When the angels in the tomb of Jesus Christ proclaimed "He is not here, He has risen!" the only thing the heart of the believer can ever say is "YES!"&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2790691833181209728?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2790691833181209728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-had-day-that-just.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2790691833181209728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2790691833181209728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-had-day-that-just.html' title='YES'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SdtaS7RM00I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gy_b52JRoyE/s72-c/Yes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-6183582680774977948</id><published>2009-04-01T10:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:26:11.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Love Me, This I Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SdOKWV-n9cI/AAAAAAAAACc/DrVmnxlakyo/s1600-h/Baby+in+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319747701316253122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SdOKWV-n9cI/AAAAAAAAACc/DrVmnxlakyo/s320/Baby+in+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way that the "The Message" translates Romans 8:39, "absolutely nothing can get between us and God's love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us." I love that picture. This is the picture of a parent holding a precious little child. This is the picture of companion giving strength to the exhausted. This is the picture of a friend giving comfort to the broken hearted.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I relied on the promise that "nothing can get between me and God's love"? So when you sing those little songs that help you through the day, sing this song and remind yourself of the great love of our God.&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus loves me this I know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-6183582680774977948?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/6183582680774977948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/jesus-love-me-this-i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6183582680774977948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6183582680774977948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/04/jesus-love-me-this-i-know.html' title='Jesus Love Me, This I Know'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SdOKWV-n9cI/AAAAAAAAACc/DrVmnxlakyo/s72-c/Baby+in+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-5960994213491663331</id><published>2009-03-25T11:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:41:58.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A God Who Cares For Me</title><content type='html'>This morning, Julie shared with me a passage she was reading in her daily Bible reading. “Be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live.” (Deut. 4:9)&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to think that the word “impossible” defines our faith. God loved doing the “impossible”, the “improbable” and the “unexpected”. Satan is constantly telling us what is “impossible”, “improbable” and “unreasonable”. How many times have we told ourselves that “Nothing good can ever come out of this?” That may be true except for God, He likes to do the impossible. God took a baby found in a river and turned him into the leader of Israel. God took a virgin and gave her a child, who saves the world. God takes sinners and transforms them into His children, and God takes hearts full of despair and gives them hope.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t always know how God does the impossible, but today I saw God at work. I needed somebody to talk to. A friend who lives hundreds of miles from my home showed up today, unannounced and unexpected. Before I ever knew I would need somebody to talk to, God started my friend on a journey. Some might say that was just “luck”, but you know what I saw today, I saw the hand of a God who cares for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to put today in my heart and remember “I have a God who cares for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-5960994213491663331?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/5960994213491663331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-who-cares-for-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5960994213491663331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/5960994213491663331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-who-cares-for-me.html' title='A God Who Cares For Me'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1737824978580897274</id><published>2009-03-19T16:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:19:23.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not go together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever thought about those words that don't go together? We have all heard the jokes about terms like "civil war" or "black light". There really are some words that can never truly go together, here is a list of some that we should think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Time) Before God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unknown to God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Time) After God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unloved by God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unseen by God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As children of our precious Father, you and I can never fall into one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;categories&lt;/span&gt;. Those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;categories&lt;/span&gt; will never exist for us. In fact what He says to us is this "I am with you always, to the very end of the age." Matt. 28:20(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Washburn&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/5114846463056010792-1737824978580897274?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1737824978580897274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-not-go-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1737824978580897274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1737824978580897274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-not-go-together.html' title='Do not go together'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4840669512028908500</id><published>2009-03-19T10:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:21:17.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>I was reading my sister-in-laws blog the other day, and she had one that was entitled "Counting your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blessings&lt;/span&gt; is a full time job". I remember growing up and singing a song that had the words "count your blessings name them one by one, and it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; you what the Lord has done." When was the last time you stopped and just savored the blessings God has lavished you with? God has given me a wife who loves me, ... thank you. God has blessed me with children, ... thank you. God has given me a few talents, ... thank you. Everything in my life that is good, God has blessed me with, ... thank you. God has blessed me with a good family and good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, ... thank you. God has given me the opportunity to proclaim His love and hope to unknown numbers of people He loves, ... thank you.&lt;br /&gt;There is no way that I deserve what God has done for me, so I bow my head and say thank you. There is one other prayer I offer, God I am yours, use me.&lt;br /&gt;James 1:17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4840669512028908500?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4840669512028908500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/count-your-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4840669512028908500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4840669512028908500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-369949975567651309</id><published>2009-03-18T11:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:46:24.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I worked on the 1st paragraph - tell me what you think'/><title type='text'>The Story of God</title><content type='html'>Most stories begin “Once upon a time” but our story begins with “There is a God”, and He lives in Heaven, where He watches over you and where He loves you with an everlasting love. When you look in the book, the early words say, “In the beginning God”, some of the faint words say, “For God so loved, He planned to give”. The first chapter in the book we have says, “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth, and God made man in His own image, and He placed them in the Garden”. God gave them one law, and one penalty, and the penalty was Death. In time man broke that law. Now you would think that God would destroy any creature that broke His law, but not God. God knew who would pay the price, and He made man anyway, and God began to whisper The Word. You couldn’t understand it at first, but He said it with such tenderness that you knew it represented His very heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men continued to sin and God sent a flood; and men continued to sin and God whispered the Word a little louder to Abraham, and set the plan in motion to send The Word to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God continued to whisper The Word and He used men like Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. God used men like Joseph and Moses, and all the while He whispered The Word. He used Joshua, Gideon and Samuel. He whispered The Word through David, Solomon, Elijah and the prophets, and, while sin remained, the voice of God was getting louder as He just kept saying The Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night the voice broke through and The Word became flesh and the angels proclaimed, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom His favor rests. Today a Savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was through the life of Jesus Christ that God chose to reveal His heart. It was His name that was whispered throughout the ages, and it was His life that would be sacrificed for the sin of man. God showed man who He was through the life of Christ, and He showed man His heart. The God of the beginning is not capricious, but caring. God does not want to strike man down; He longs to lift him up. The God of the beginning is not far away in a distant place, but He is near, and He cares about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed us how He cares when The Word walked among us. God showed that He cares about our hurts when a father came to Jesus because his daughter was dying. And at the time of the father’s greatest hurt when he heard his daughter had died, Jesus showed us the heart of God when he said, “Don’t be afraid, just believe”. Jesus gave that little girl life and He gave that father his little girl back. You see, God cares about those grievous hurts in the life of man. When the lepers came, Jesus touched them and they were healed. When those tortured by demons came, Jesus released them. The blind could see and the lame could walk, with just a word or a touch from the hand of The Word of God. But He didn’t just heal the body; Jesus also healed the inside of man. When the man was lowered through the roof, Jesus forgave his sin, and when the woman was caught in adultery Jesus forgave her sin. Jesus showed us that the touch of God can not only heal the body, it can heal the man. Every time Jesus touched a life you could hear God whisper The Name, and each time it grew just a little louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God cares for man; with an abiding love God cares for man, and He is not willing to leave man without hope. God knew that the time was coming near for the price to be paid for the sin of man, man that He loved. God watched as Jesus was laid on the cross and as the nails pierced His hands. He saw the agony of Christ as He hung suspended between Heaven and earth. And He heard the cries of The Word. And when He heard Him say, “It is finished” and saw Him die, God whispered The Word one more time with such agony that the earth shook and the great veil in the Temple was ripped apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price had now been paid for the sin of man, but was the price too high?&lt;br /&gt;The silence in Heaven was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;How could God still care for man, when the cost was so great?&lt;br /&gt;Did God still care about the hurts of man?&lt;br /&gt;Did God still care about the sin of man?&lt;br /&gt;Did God still care for man?&lt;br /&gt;For three days not a noise was heard.&lt;br /&gt;But then…from the center of Heaven itself, God didn’t whisper. God proclaimed The Name clearly for all to hear. He said it so loudly that the earth shook, the stone that sealed the tomb was rolled away and the Son of God came forth alive. The angels proclaimed “He is not here…He has risen!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has not stopped caring for man, in our hurts, in our victories and in our sin. He has not ceased whispering The Name, and there is coming a day when God will no longer whisper The Name; He will proclaim it one last time to this earth. With the trumpet blast, God will proclaim to the world one more time that Jesus Christ is Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess that “Jesus Christ is Lord!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-369949975567651309?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/369949975567651309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-of-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/369949975567651309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/369949975567651309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-of-god.html' title='The Story of God'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-2385846942228039765</id><published>2009-03-11T14:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:11:43.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 37:77 Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; ...(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 46:1010 "Be still, and know that I am God; ...(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zech&lt;/span&gt; 2:1313 Be still before the LORD, ...(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever had one of those days. Have you ever approached the throne of God in prayer and when you got there, there was nothing to say. How many times does scripture tell us to "be still before the Lord"? I have found myself doing that lately. He knows the desires of my heart, He knows the dreams I long for and He hears what I don't know how to put into words.&lt;br /&gt;Today I prayed one of those prayers that has no words, I tried to be still, and He lifted me up and reminded me that He is always near.&lt;br /&gt;And so I offer this prayer now, "God, thank you."&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-2385846942228039765?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/2385846942228039765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-still.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2385846942228039765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/2385846942228039765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-still.html' title='Be Still'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4352264390877405419</id><published>2009-03-06T08:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:53:07.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>For too many people, promises have become wishful hope. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Promises&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; to be certain, but in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; world promises are a dime a dozen. We listen to the promises of advertisers on television and we know, it's not all true. We listen to the promises and vows given at a wedding ceremony, and we hope they are lasting and true.&lt;br /&gt;So many promises have been broken over the years, that it is hard to believe anyone anymore. I want you to know that there are some promises that have never been broken, there are some promises that will always be true. The promises of God are sure. The promises of God never change. The promises of God are true.&lt;br /&gt;In a world where everything is questioned, I am glad I can trust fully in  Him. Listen to this promise and know it is always true.&lt;br /&gt;Isa 41:10 "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 class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)"&lt;br /&gt; In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4352264390877405419?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4352264390877405419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/promises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4352264390877405419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4352264390877405419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/03/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1928572392050992602</id><published>2009-02-26T16:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:18:49.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Live</title><content type='html'>I was reading my sister-in-laws blog today, and I took the time to read what she had under her title, it was a quote from 1 John 2:28. Listen to what it says "And now, children, stay in Christ. Live deeply in Christ. Then we'll be ready for Him when He appears, ready to receive Him with open arms,..." (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;I can not think of a better passage for today. This passage is great for parents to give their children. This passage is great for friends to share with one another. This passage is given to me by The God who loves me and longs for me to be with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sharon&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1928572392050992602?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1928572392050992602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-reading-my-sister-in-laws-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1928572392050992602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1928572392050992602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-reading-my-sister-in-laws-blog.html' title='Live'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-6546148648295862465</id><published>2009-02-19T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:36:07.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feet</title><content type='html'>Rom 10:15&lt;br /&gt;15        And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!"&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I have never been one to admire feet. Feet can hurt, feet can smell bad, and feet can get dirty in ways I don’t even want to imagine. Feet have toes and toes have toe nails that when unkempt, can look unsightly. No, I don’t enjoy looking at feet; however I admire what feet do.&lt;br /&gt;Feet carry the body, feet get people from place to place and feet are willing to endure the agony of there job so that the rest of the body can do what it was made for.&lt;br /&gt;As The Body of Christ, we are made to share the message and the glory of Christ to the world, and we need feet to get that done. We need people who are willing to support the ministry of Christ. We need people who are willing to give of there means and of themselves so that others can be sent to share Christ with a lost and dying world.&lt;br /&gt;Feet may not be the most attractive part of the body, but in The Body of Christ, even I must admit, they are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-6546148648295862465?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/6546148648295862465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/feet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6546148648295862465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/6546148648295862465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/feet.html' title='Feet'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-1396432505465917704</id><published>2009-02-11T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:26:29.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of God</title><content type='html'>Most stories begin “once upon a time” but our story about God begins with “There is a God” and He lives in heaven, where He watches over you and where He loves you with an everlasting love. When you look at the book with no beginning, the early words say “In the beginning God”, some of the faint words say, “For God so loved, He planned to give”.&lt;br /&gt;The chapter in the book that we have begins when time began. And it says “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth, and God made man in His own image, and He placed them in the Garden. And God gave them one law, and one penalty Death. In time man broke that law. Now you would think that God would destroy any creature that broke His law, but not God. God knew who would pay the price, and He made man anyway, and God began to whisper The Word. You couldn’t understand it at first, but He said it with such tenderness that you knew it represented his very heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men continued to sin and God sent a flood and men continued to sin and God whispered the word a little louder to Abraham and set the plan in motion to sent The Word to men.&lt;br /&gt;God continued to whisper The Word and He used men like Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. God used men like Joseph and Moses, and all the while He whispered The Word. He used Joshua, Gideon and Samuel. He whispered The Word through David, Solomon, Elijah and the prophets and while sin remained the voice of God was getting louder as He just kept saying The Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night the voice broke through and The Word became flesh and the angels proclaimed “Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.”&lt;br /&gt;“Today a savior has been born to you; He is Christ the Lord”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was through the life of Jesus Christ that God chose to reveal His heart. It was His name that was whispered throughout the ages and it was His life that would be sacrificed for the sin of man. God showed man who He was through the life of Christ, and He showed man His heart.&lt;br /&gt;The God of the beginning is not capricious, but caring. God does not want to strike man down; He longs to lift him up. The God of the beginning is not far away in a distant place, but He is near, and He cares about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He showed us how He cares when The Word walked among us. God showed us that He cares about our hurts when a father came to Jesus because his daughter was dying. And at the time of the fathers greatest hurt when he heard his daughter had died, Jesus showed us the heart of God when he said “Don’t be afraid, just believe”. Jesus gave that little girl life and He gave that father his little girl back. You see God cares about those grievous hurts in the life of man. When the lepers’ came, Jesus touched them and they were healed. When those tortured by demons came, Jesus released them. The blind could see, the lame could walk with just a word or a touch from the hand of The Word of God. But He didn’t just heal the body; Jesus also healed the inside of man. When the man was lowered through the roof, Jesus forgave his sin, when the woman was caught in adultery Jesus forgave her sin. Jesus showed us that the touch of God can not only heal the body, it can heal the man. Every time Jesus touched a life you could hear God whisper The Name, and each time it grew just a little louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God cares for man, with an abiding love God cares for man, and He is not willing to leave man without hope. God knew that the time was coming near for the price to be paid for the sin of man, man that He loved.&lt;br /&gt;God watched as Jesus was laid on the cross and as the nails pierced His hands. He saw the agony of Christ as he hung suspended between heaven and earth. And He heard the cries of The Word. And when He heard Him say “It is finished” and saw Him die, God whispered The Word one more time with such agony that the earth shock and the great veil in The Temple was ripped apart.&lt;br /&gt;The price had now been paid for the sin of man, but was the price to high.&lt;br /&gt;The silence in heaven was deafening.&lt;br /&gt;How could God still care for man, when the cost was so great?&lt;br /&gt;Did God still care about the hurts of man?&lt;br /&gt;Did God still care about the sin of man?&lt;br /&gt;Did God still care for man?&lt;br /&gt;For three days not a noise was heard&lt;br /&gt;But then… from the center of heaven itself, God didn’t whisper, God proclaimed The Name clearly for all to hear. He said it so loudly that the earth shook, the stone that sealed the tomb was rolled away and the Son of God came forth alive. The angels proclaimed “He is not here…He has risen”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has not stopped caring for man, in our hurts, in our victories and in our sin. He has not ceased whispering The Name, and there is coming a day when God will no longer whisper The Name, He will proclaim it one last time to this earth. With the trumpet blast, God will proclaim to the world one more time that Jesus Christ Is Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Then every knee show bow and every tongue shall confess that “Jesus Christ Is Lord!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-1396432505465917704?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/1396432505465917704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-of-god.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1396432505465917704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/1396432505465917704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-of-god.html' title='The Story of God'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-500803227257265472</id><published>2009-02-11T09:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:28:19.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back</title><content type='html'>Over the past two weeks, I have been blessed to be able to travel back to my old stomping grounds. As I was looking around I noticed that many things had changed. I noticed that the towns were much bigger and the old houses seemed much smaller. There is a part of me that wants everything to stay the same, so that I can return to the way it was, but I am not the way I was.&lt;br /&gt;Things grow or they die. Things change or they fade away. Those statements are true of my body, of my development, of almost every area of my life. Those statements are true of everything except Christ. Heb 13:88 says "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever."&lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing in my life that I can rely on to never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;. There is only one rock that I can put all my hope in.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ is that one unchangeable thing in an ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;changing&lt;/span&gt; world.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-500803227257265472?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/500803227257265472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/over-past-two-weeks-i-have-been-blessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/500803227257265472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/500803227257265472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/02/over-past-two-weeks-i-have-been-blessed.html' title='Going Back'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-4437992144024137533</id><published>2009-01-28T16:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:23:18.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Glory Of God</title><content type='html'>When I come to the end of Genesis, I am always amazed at the words of Joseph when he says "You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives."(Gen. 50:20)&lt;br /&gt;In Romans 8:28 Paul writes "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, and who have been called according to His purpose."&lt;br /&gt;What an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; thing it is to know, that in every situation in life, God is in control and God is working for the good of those who love Him. When Joseph was sold into slavery, when Joseph was in the prison, I don't think he knew what God had in store for him. God was working, and God was doing what was best for Joseph and for everyone involved.&lt;br /&gt;Too often, we only believe that God is working when things are going according to our plans. God's agenda is better than my agenda and in all things God works. He prepares paths and He prepares me, and in His time we go from the prison to the palace, for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;My task is to stay faithful, My task is to offer myself to Him each day, and when that day comes, My task is to tell what The Lord has done.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom Washburn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-4437992144024137533?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/4437992144024137533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-glory-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4437992144024137533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/4437992144024137533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-glory-of-god.html' title='For The Glory Of God'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-3005507805460229459</id><published>2009-01-22T08:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:54:58.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed how God always brings about a blessing just when you need it and you have no reason to expect it?&lt;br /&gt;A few warm days in the middle of winter. A call from a friend that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; heard from in years. I think God loves to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; us with blessings.&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Kings 19, Elijah is running for his life, and God sends a blessing, in the form of an angel, to feed him and send him on his way.&lt;br /&gt;We don't read of Elijah giving thanks to God for the blessing, and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt;, in our lives we don't thank God enough for the blessings we enjoy so often.&lt;br /&gt;Make it your goal this week to stop from time to time and just give thanks for the great love He has shown.&lt;br /&gt;In Him&lt;br /&gt;J. Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Washburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114846463056010792-3005507805460229459?l=peopleofthecross.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/feeds/3005507805460229459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-noticed-how-god-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/3005507805460229459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114846463056010792/posts/default/3005507805460229459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peopleofthecross.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-noticed-how-god-always.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>J. Tom Washburn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05857509202881870784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7eaHnlu6VY/SnL5gKsEdkI/AAAAAAAAADU/KXSoPQGaQTs/S220/IMG_0175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114846463056010792.post-9073325039306155981</id><published>2009-01-21T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:41:16.009-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Who would have ever thought 40 years ago that we would be buying water in bottles like we used to buy soda? Who would have thought that we would be wearing helmets just to ride a bike? Who would have thought that we would be wearing our phones on our hips? Who would have thought that a computer could fit in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;Change is inevitable, but not all change is good.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that prayer would ever become controversial? Who would have thought that “One Nation Under God” would ever be questioned? Who would have thought that Jesus would become a curse word.&lt;br /&gt;When you think your world is running away from the life God has called you to live, when you think the world has turned against the values you believe God teaches us in His Holy Word, let me remind you of what Paul says in&lt;br /&gt;Eph 6:13&lt;br /&gt;13        Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;br /&gt;Change is coming, but the Word of God never changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. 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