<?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-3263971790741509537</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:31:40.809-07:00</updated><category term='fishing'/><category term='-'/><title type='text'>The Rogers' Dot Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A report on our journey in taking the gospel to and building a church in Dorchester, MA.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4994972169573634806</id><published>2009-01-29T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:37:48.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Shining in Least Religious Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SYITbKgXroI/AAAAAAAAASw/IrbMEjPH8Ss/s1600-h/Gallup3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SYITbKgXroI/AAAAAAAAASw/IrbMEjPH8Ss/s400/Gallup3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296817469138644610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently been processing what it means to be sent as light into a dark world (Matthew 5:14-16), along with my love and passion for Boston.  I'm convinced that the light of Jesus shines brightest in the darkest of places.  This map communicates the recent results of a Gallup Poll finding on the Least Religious States in America (Boston Globe 1/28/09).  I'm grateful for God's call to be caught up in shining His light in one of the darkest places in America.  What a thrill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4994972169573634806?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4994972169573634806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4994972169573634806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4994972169573634806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4994972169573634806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/01/church-planting-in-new-england.html' title='Light Shining in Least Religious Places'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SYITbKgXroI/AAAAAAAAASw/IrbMEjPH8Ss/s72-c/Gallup3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-2226393623254047847</id><published>2008-12-16T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:41:46.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUhmktGH5UI/AAAAAAAAARE/HBkjcp8PZB8/s1600-h/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280583343858509122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUhmktGH5UI/AAAAAAAAARE/HBkjcp8PZB8/s320/gift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we celebrate this Advent season, we have been meditating on what Christ's coming really meant, and what it means for us today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Source of all Good,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What shall I render to thee for the gift of gifts, thine own dear Son, begotten, not created, my Redeemer, proxy, surety, substitute, his self-emptying incomprehensible, his infinity of love beyond the heart's grasp. Herein is wonder of wonders: he came below to raise me above, was born like me that I might become like him. Herein is love; when I cannot rise to him he draws near on wings of grace, to raise me to himself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Herein is power; when Deity and humanity were infinitely apart he united them in indissoluble unity, the uncreated and the created. Herein is wisdom; when I was undone, with no will to return to him, and no intellect to devise recovery, he came, God-incarnate, to save me to the uttermost, as man to die my death, to shed satisfying blood on my behalf, to work out a perfect righteousness for me. O God, take me in spirit to the watchful shepherds, and enlarge my mind; let me hear good tidings of great joy, and hearing, believe, rejoice, praise, adore, my conscience bathed in an ocean of repose, my eyes uplifted to a reconciled Father; place me with ox, ass, camel, goat, to look with them upon my Redeemer's face, and in him account myself delivered from sin; let me with Simeon clasp the new-born child to my heart, embrace him with undying faith, exulting that he is mine and I am his. In him thou hast given me so much that heaven can give no more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The valley of vision&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/3263971790741509537-2226393623254047847?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2226393623254047847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=2226393623254047847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2226393623254047847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2226393623254047847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-of-gifts.html' title='The Gift of Gifts'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUhmktGH5UI/AAAAAAAAARE/HBkjcp8PZB8/s72-c/gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1590735781218179729</id><published>2008-12-15T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:45:52.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUcIOoN9cLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/M1O9rR3SBQA/s1600-h/castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280198135522357426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUcIOoN9cLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/M1O9rR3SBQA/s320/castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our boys are fans. They read the sports section of the paper everyday and have become Patriots' fans, which they are thrilled that they have done so well in the past. To their dismay, Tom Brady was injured and Matt Cassel took his place. (Lots of good things come out of USC. Go Trojans!) They have been rather pleased with his performance and many a conversation has centered on him. Our little princess is privy to these conversations, but is rather ignorant of what they actually mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The children were visiting with a friend named Matt, who lives in a high rise apartment recently. Trying to be "in" the conversation, her comment was, "I am going to Matt's castle."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1590735781218179729?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1590735781218179729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1590735781218179729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1590735781218179729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1590735781218179729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/football-anyone.html' title='Football Anyone?'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUcIOoN9cLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/M1O9rR3SBQA/s72-c/castle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4351416135684433716</id><published>2008-12-15T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:36:25.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUcFL3dPuQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0v9vFUe2k98/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280194789538511106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUcFL3dPuQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0v9vFUe2k98/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful Thanksgiving with 25 people bustin' at the seams-the house and our clothes! It was especially fun to celebrate in Massachusetts where the original Thanksgiving happened. We have been studying early American History and have actually WALKED at Plimoth and various other places which has made the boys incredibly excited about history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As our guests arrived for Thanksgiving, our youngest son greeted them at the door wearing an Indian costume that I bought 2 years ago for him. He was quite a sight, bustin' at the seams (before the turkey dinner) with his quad-zilla thighs. One of our friend commented on his appropriate attire and he answered, "Well, SOMEONE needed to be Squanto!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't read the story of Squanto and seen God's hand of sovereignty, it is well worth the read! Our son was quite moved.  &lt;a href="http://www.eschatologytoday.net/newsviewer.php?id=13"&gt;http://www.eschatologytoday.net/newsviewer.php?id=13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4351416135684433716?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4351416135684433716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4351416135684433716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4351416135684433716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4351416135684433716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/squanto.html' title='Squanto'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUcFL3dPuQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0v9vFUe2k98/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4619367592062864508</id><published>2008-12-14T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:47:29.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUUBF0mjamI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yabdupoG7lY/s1600-h/mean+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279627337693096546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUUBF0mjamI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yabdupoG7lY/s320/mean+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are good at studying culture and learning the who's and why's and what-cha-ma-call-its. We are good at becoming part of the culture. "When in Rome"...Part of it is in the job description so we can live the culture and understand why the people respond to life like they do. It is a big part of loving our neighbors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, we have found that we were being mean. We have become mean drivers, saying things under our breath about the pedestrians that jumped out from between 2 parked cars (when the cross walk is 2 steps away) that we are obligated to stop for unless we want to be charged with vehicular homicide. Or the pedestrian that crosses in the crosswalk against the light, when our light is green. We have also been short tempered with eachother. We realized that we are not being full of the light of Christ and wonder how we will reach the culture with the Gospel if we are being chamelians in this particular characteristic. We are working on "believing the best" in folks. Maybe they are really cold like the rest of us and are trying to hurry to cross the street and get warm!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4619367592062864508?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4619367592062864508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4619367592062864508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4619367592062864508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4619367592062864508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/meany.html' title='Meany'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SUUBF0mjamI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yabdupoG7lY/s72-c/mean+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1208556477046363832</id><published>2008-12-13T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:48:50.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SURX6koAT7I/AAAAAAAAAQk/5dMYEmk45Xc/s1600-h/newspapers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279441326960562098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SURX6koAT7I/AAAAAAAAAQk/5dMYEmk45Xc/s320/newspapers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have added some newspaper articles about things that pertain to our beloved neighborhood. Please be mindful as you read that these are real people that our Lord cares about. As we dwell on these things and try to sort out the violence that seems overwhelming, we are reminded that we hold the answer to these issues and we are asked to participate in the solutions, caring about individuals one by one. Loving God first, then our neighbor. We'd like to remind you too, that our neighborhood isn't all about violence, gangs and crime. That is really a small percent of the 280,000 souls that reside here. The "rest of us" are living, working and playing in this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1208556477046363832?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1208556477046363832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1208556477046363832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1208556477046363832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1208556477046363832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SURX6koAT7I/AAAAAAAAAQk/5dMYEmk45Xc/s72-c/newspapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3511477319286650652</id><published>2008-11-02T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:05:50.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shawmut</title><content type='html'>Remember this song?  "I will make you fishers of  men, fishers of men, fishers of men.  I will make you fishers of men if you follow me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, Boston wasn't called Boston.  Native Americans called it Shawmut because it had springs and waters full of fish.  In the Indians' language, Shawmut meant "living waters" or "living fountains".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find this to be very curious.  And we find Boston full of opportunities to fish for men: to tell them of the TRUE living water found only in Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 49&lt;br /&gt;"8 This is what the LORD says:  "In the time of my favor I will answer you, and in the day of salvation I will help you:  I will keep you and will make you to be a covenant for the people,        to restore the land and to reassign its desolate inheritances,&lt;br /&gt; 9 to say to the captives, 'Come out,' and to those in darkness, 'Be free!' "They will feed beside the roads and find pasture on every barren hill.&lt;br /&gt; 10 They will neither hunger nor thirst,  nor will the desert heat or the sun beat upon them.        He who has compassion on them will guide them and lead them beside springs of water.&lt;br /&gt; 11 I will turn all my mountains into roads, and my highways will be raised up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 4:10&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus answered her, 'If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3511477319286650652?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3511477319286650652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3511477319286650652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3511477319286650652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3511477319286650652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/shawmut.html' title='Shawmut'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-7895018332565139847</id><published>2008-11-02T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:19:40.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Service Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQ3S-UMgQjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71QWPRK6veU/s1600-h/trash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095507480855090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQ3S-UMgQjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71QWPRK6veU/s320/trash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had 3 venues for serving in Dorchester yesterday. The boys did a neighborhood cleanup on a very long street. Leave it to them to make it fun! They were rewarded points for the kind of trash they found. Our middle child won-he found the most noteworthy trash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, we continue to see the need for Christians in the city that are willing to make a difference and stick it out in hard times. As the boys were cleaning up, they also witnessed a drug exchange and were taught to "keep their eyes on their shoes." We are thankful for God's on-going protection in our family, but also for the life lessons we are able to teach the children, like why people are involved in drugs, how we should respond, which leads us to pray for our neighborhood and neighbors. It has been incredible to see their compassionate hearts, instead of hearts of hard judgement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-7895018332565139847?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7895018332565139847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=7895018332565139847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7895018332565139847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7895018332565139847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-service-saturday.html' title='Super Service Saturday'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQ3S-UMgQjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/71QWPRK6veU/s72-c/trash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-2573660484461328544</id><published>2008-10-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:02:39.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRRRRRRR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQH_dd4WMAI/AAAAAAAAANw/DpJ-DDH4uRI/s1600-h/frost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260766721447702530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQH_dd4WMAI/AAAAAAAAANw/DpJ-DDH4uRI/s200/frost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's officially cold. I had to scrape the frost off the car this morning to take our 7th grader to school. My neighbor didn't have any frost on her car. She jokingly told me I had parked the car the wrong way. Maybe we need some trees...We are trying to keep warm. There is a lot involved in this process. We have closed up certain parts of the house and are using ceramic heaters. The issue is that we have oil heat which is very expensive, so we are all chipping in our chattering teeth to make due. Night time has us all bundled under down, in between flannel. Day time has us drinking hot drinks all day and using those microwavable heating pads to keep warm. We actually feel very spirited wearing around our UGA heating pad or cute wearing around the fuzzy dog heating pad. Maybe it will be a new fashion statement. I am telling myself that we can keep learning-our brains are well insulated and they are not frozen.  It is only going to get colder! And from an time efficiency standpoint, it takes so long to get dressed-and dress eveyone else! Where, oh, where, do I find the time to deal with the cold?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-2573660484461328544?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2573660484461328544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=2573660484461328544' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2573660484461328544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2573660484461328544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/10/brrrrrrr.html' title='BRRRRRRR!'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQH_dd4WMAI/AAAAAAAAANw/DpJ-DDH4uRI/s72-c/frost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5091355810026083085</id><published>2008-10-24T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:52:53.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new fast food restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQH9TbYx-TI/AAAAAAAAANo/8WyqE-iCrRU/s1600-h/wendy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260764349956487474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQH9TbYx-TI/AAAAAAAAANo/8WyqE-iCrRU/s200/wendy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way to a retreat in "New Hamster", we stopped for dinner at a restaurant. Our little princess calls it, "Undies". Can you guess the name? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am witnessing a great deal from her spending so much time with her brothers. The jokes that normally our boys only do and laugh at are now including a high tittering from the little one. Like, "Madeline (her doll) pooted!" On another note, she is developing such sweet relationships with her brothers, when they aren't armpit tooting and burping the alphabet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5091355810026083085?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5091355810026083085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5091355810026083085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5091355810026083085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5091355810026083085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-fast-food-restaurant.html' title='A new fast food restaurant'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SQH9TbYx-TI/AAAAAAAAANo/8WyqE-iCrRU/s72-c/wendy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1094290701682101972</id><published>2008-10-04T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:13:28.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>As we were sitting at the dinner table the other night, we were informed by our middle child that he could now "juke".  Instead of plowing through and over the top of the other "players" (namely, his brothers) while carrying a football, he is "jukin'" them.   We are excited to see more things they will learn as a result of living in Dorchester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1094290701682101972?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1094290701682101972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1094290701682101972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1094290701682101972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1094290701682101972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/10/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-75255703626999846</id><published>2008-09-30T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:55:47.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Chaos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOT895l4L7I/AAAAAAAAANY/yUuAveKDrr4/s1600-h/hope+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252601205782753202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOT895l4L7I/AAAAAAAAANY/yUuAveKDrr4/s320/hope+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOT89439MPI/AAAAAAAAANg/9Qr1-nh59b8/s1600-h/hope%27s+party+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252601205590143218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOT89439MPI/AAAAAAAAANg/9Qr1-nh59b8/s320/hope%27s+party+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our baby has turned 4. I suppose I will always call her the baby, even though our days of diapers and pack-n-plays are gone. Our outside planned party turned to the inside as we began counting days of rain prior to and on her party day. Parenthood is all about being flexible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we reflect on the gift that she is, I stand in awe of His plan and goodness. She is a blessing. She is spirited. She is joy. She loves to learn and to lead. She draws us to our knees as we ask the Lord to soften her heart and bring her into a relationship with himself. She is a covenant child. God planned her to be in our family from the foundation of the earth. Utterly amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-75255703626999846?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/75255703626999846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=75255703626999846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/75255703626999846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/75255703626999846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-chaos.html' title='Birthday Chaos!'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOT895l4L7I/AAAAAAAAANY/yUuAveKDrr4/s72-c/hope+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-7536991920178996466</id><published>2008-09-30T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:46:30.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Teaching Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOLWI7dRrXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/W8UEZOKRu2c/s1600-h/universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995564355202418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOLWI7dRrXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/W8UEZOKRu2c/s320/universe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys have been memorizing Psalm 8 for school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens. From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise because of your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger. When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him? You made him a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned him with glory and honor. You made him ruler over the works of your hands; you put everything under his feet: all flocks and herds, and the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, all that swim the paths of the seas. O LORD, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was reading aloud about the solar system to our youngest son, he asked me how the moon got there and stays in place. A smile spread over my face as we said Psalm 8 aloud together and he was able to draw the TRUTH from the Word. What could be more beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-7536991920178996466?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7536991920178996466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=7536991920178996466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7536991920178996466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7536991920178996466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweet-teaching-moment.html' title='Sweet Teaching Moment'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SOLWI7dRrXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/W8UEZOKRu2c/s72-c/universe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8642024815371243140</id><published>2008-09-19T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:30:59.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Curve</title><content type='html'>Whew!  It has been a crazy few weeks.  We are learning about having homework for the first time, time management and how to eeek out a few spare moments of quiet into a continually hectic day.  Our oldest child LOVES her new school and we are just as crazy about it, although we thought we had lost her to the books for good, until we decided on teaching some organizational tools.  We are learning to find a balance between school, family, fun/free time and alone time.  Personally, I have never had this challenge quite to this level and am learning to trust the Lord to  meet me in those little spare moments.  I had a friend once tell me to sing songs that are appropriate for moments of repetitive chores like, "What can wash away my sins, nothing but the blood of Jesus", when I am doing the dishes.  That is just beautiful!  The other 4 children are homeschooling and cruising right along.  The first 2 weeks, they have done so well and fell right back into their routine of getting their work done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8642024815371243140?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8642024815371243140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8642024815371243140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8642024815371243140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8642024815371243140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning-curve.html' title='Learning Curve'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4572743440473191938</id><published>2008-08-18T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:19:19.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wondered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKmQ5HxVgtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oHev4RZYMVg/s1600-h/fire+hydrant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235875352807834322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKmQ5HxVgtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oHev4RZYMVg/s400/fire+hydrant.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered if the kids would get to play in the fire hydrant since we are in the city. It reminds me of Sesame Street. Here, the kids are at a Life is Good festival in Boston Common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4572743440473191938?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4572743440473191938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4572743440473191938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4572743440473191938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4572743440473191938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wondered.html' title='I Wondered'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKmQ5HxVgtI/AAAAAAAAAMc/oHev4RZYMVg/s72-c/fire+hydrant.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1801945780887020230</id><published>2008-08-18T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T06:05:51.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKlzNYaaR0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/WbgiKko0wJ4/s1600-h/flower+garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235842715523630914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKlzNYaaR0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/WbgiKko0wJ4/s320/flower+garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we have been unable to move into our house, we have found great joy  hanging out in the backyard, meeting our neighbors and cleaning up the yard. The first 2, we have been able to do with ease...the last one has proven a challenge since we do not know the difference between a plant and a weed. If you have any great tips on gardening in New England, please share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1801945780887020230?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1801945780887020230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1801945780887020230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1801945780887020230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1801945780887020230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/gardening.html' title='Gardening'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKlzNYaaR0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/WbgiKko0wJ4/s72-c/flower+garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8339145832209553365</id><published>2008-08-15T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:25:23.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was This Your Envelope?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKYqoOtrOVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dQqUgLYGYBY/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKYqoOtrOVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dQqUgLYGYBY/s200/IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234918487497587026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the USPS had it's way with this yellow giving envelope, this was all that was left.  We attempted to get finger prints, but we could not find a match.  If you happened to have sent a donation for our church plant, and it doesn't clear in a timely manner,  you'll know what happen to it--the USPS "Dog" ate it.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8339145832209553365?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8339145832209553365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8339145832209553365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8339145832209553365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8339145832209553365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/was-this-your-envelope.html' title='Was This Your Envelope?'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKYqoOtrOVI/AAAAAAAAAMM/dQqUgLYGYBY/s72-c/IMG_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1492480720877376481</id><published>2008-08-12T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:38:01.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Won!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKGSL5DguwI/AAAAAAAAAME/YMVStiOV--4/s1600-h/10-redsoxbanner.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233624974972992258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKGSL5DguwI/AAAAAAAAAME/YMVStiOV--4/s200/10-redsoxbanner.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our eldest entered a literary contest at the local library. She needed to read 3 books and write an essay on her favorite book. SHE WON! The winner's prize? 3 tickets to see the Red Sox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are becoming Red Sox fans (especially with free tickets), we are reading up on the trivia. The Bambino is Babe Ruth. Early in his career he played for the Boston Red Sox. In 1920 Boston sold him to the New York Yankees for $125,000. Since then, the Boston Red Socks , until 2004, had never won another World Series. Red Sox fans had called this run of bad luck the Curse of the Bambino. Now, the curse is broken! Did we tell you they won in 2007 as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question of the day is, which family members will get to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1492480720877376481?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1492480720877376481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1492480720877376481' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1492480720877376481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1492480720877376481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/she-won.html' title='She Won!'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SKGSL5DguwI/AAAAAAAAAME/YMVStiOV--4/s72-c/10-redsoxbanner.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-7290323576593581196</id><published>2008-08-12T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:42:21.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need</title><content type='html'>One of our children is struggling with anger. The slightest comment, touch, attitude will set him off. If confronted, he will become more angry and hide himself. As we confronted him with this issue, he said, "I can't help it. I can't control it." As we continued the conversation, we shared with him how mommy and daddy sin like this as well and pointed him to the cross showing him THIS is why Jesus died. WE can't get rid of our sin-whatever it is: anger, idolatry, people-pleasing, but Jesus has done away with it. This is why we NEED Jesus. The comments that followed: "if only I had more friends", "if only we were in our house", "if only people were always nice to me"... What a reminder to us that instead of running to our Savior, who has ALREADY died for our sins, we continue to look in the garbage for other things, thinking they will satisfy and make us happy, only to find out they are trash that will never bring contentment.  May we run to our wonderful Savior, who willingly gave his life with us on his mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-7290323576593581196?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7290323576593581196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=7290323576593581196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7290323576593581196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7290323576593581196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/need.html' title='Need'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5849380758750389941</id><published>2008-08-03T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T11:01:45.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Spaces</title><content type='html'>We have been pleasantly surprised to see Green Spaces all over the city.  I still am a Seattle girl at heart and can really get into recycling and composting.  These green spaces have previously been anything  from abandoned lots to run down parks.  Some of the farmer's markets even take WIC and food stamps. In fact, there was an article in the July issue of Cooking Light telling of one such place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Growing up in Hyde Park, an inner-city Boston neighorhood, (this is the neighborhood where our eldest child will be going to school) Brian Judge never tasted an apricot.  In fact, before joining EarthWorks Boston, a nonprofit group dedicated to reclaiming neglected urban space, he'd never even seen one.  Now, three years later, apricots have become at-work perks for the high school junior..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun outing we did as a family was to a grass roots community garden in Roxbury where some of our friends from church have labored.  The garden was started and continues to be maintained by the folks in the neighborhood and they use it for events now.  We attended a BBQ with full entertainment of a band and were able to meet some of the neighborhood people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5849380758750389941?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5849380758750389941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5849380758750389941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5849380758750389941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5849380758750389941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/green-spaces.html' title='Green Spaces'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-6876051077592126300</id><published>2008-08-03T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:51.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sausage Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SJXu1ClC1wI/AAAAAAAAALo/h4fiOWALqek/s1600-h/sausage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230349137253422850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SJXu1ClC1wI/AAAAAAAAALo/h4fiOWALqek/s320/sausage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In much the same manner as Dan had a relationship with the "Bo-po" (Boston Police), the rest of us were enjoying a leisurely weekend afternoon at Costco. As you may know, the weekends are great at Costco, because you can eat a full meal getting "tasters". As we approached the sausage section of the store, we could smell the sausages cooking away. The children were eager to have this bite-sized sample, so we headed to the display. As they stood there, sweetly smiling at the woman, she lit into them in several shocking ways while she was chewing on her own sample. I was floored and needless to say, could not come up with a quick one-liner, but gave her a very good shifty eyed look. As we walked away, she continued to slander our sweet children and their mother to those around her. I walked around the store in a daze, trying to figure out what to do because it would NOT be good for the children to see their mother in a brawl over sausage samples. The manager ended up hearing the story and gave the children mouthfuls of M n M's. They left satisfied. I was still stewing. Later, Dan shared his Bo-po story in his sermon and how he realized he was just as vile and ugly and in need of Jesus as the policeman who was having a bad day. On the way home from church, our middle child said, "I liked Daddy's sermon today. It reminded me of the Sausage Lady." Which led me to confess my ugly heart for this woman who may not know Jesus and was badly in need of a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-6876051077592126300?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6876051077592126300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=6876051077592126300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6876051077592126300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6876051077592126300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/sausage-lady.html' title='The Sausage Lady'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SJXu1ClC1wI/AAAAAAAAALo/h4fiOWALqek/s72-c/sausage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8681228667602485374</id><published>2008-07-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:52.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan's Run-in with the Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIfjstikdpI/AAAAAAAAALg/de7pmP54Xl0/s1600-h/BPD+patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIfjstikdpI/AAAAAAAAALg/de7pmP54Xl0/s320/BPD+patch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226396249865090706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIfjBFy0GjI/AAAAAAAAALY/SL_RhZzwBtE/s1600-h/BPD+patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, I had a couple of run-ins with some of Boston’s Finest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After our weekly church-wide early morning prayer meeting, I was taking one of our members home when I was pulled over for a supposedly “expired license plate.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I say “supposedly” because the date on the plate clearly reads Feb. ’09 just as my registration does as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think being pulled over had more to do with the fact that I have tinted windows and an out of state plate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After making sure our papers were in order, he let us go on our way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After dropping my friend off at his house, I found myself in an unfamiliar neighborhood on a one-way street.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the end of the street, there were construction cones blocking the road.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of Boston PD’s finest stood guard over the cones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I rolled down my window, and asked the fine officer if there was a way to get around this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He then looked at me, and began to cuss me up one side and down the other.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He called me a number of names that I haven’t been called in a long, long time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After picking my jaw up off the floorboard of my car, I felt compelled to say, “Somebody is having a bad day!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But instead of leaving it at that, I just felt even more compelled to yell back at him that I wasn’t from here so give me a break, and that someone was pretty stupid for blocking a one-way street without putting up any signs, and that he might want to find something better to do than guard a bunch of construction cones, and maybe I wasn’t the dumb, stupid $$@@#@&amp;amp;%$^ because I wasn’t the one guarding construction cones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I kind of felt better, until he began walking towards me with his hand on his gun saying something that sounded like “I’ll pull your @#$@%$$ out of that car…”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I backed the car up as fast as I could, going about 35 MPH in reverse heading the wrong way down a one-way Boston street expecting to hear gun shots at any moment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve had guns pulled on me before, but last time it was gang members.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You expect that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The good news is that the cop was on foot, and Georgia doesn’t require front license plates.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After my getaway, I spent a good portion of the day totally frustrated, angry, ticked, wanting to call the mayor, the paper or something.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My anger turned into frustration and hopelessness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is there any hope for a guy like that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is there any hope for a city with cops like that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What in the world has God done bringing my family and me to a place where there is no hope for change?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t until about 3pm that it hit me that I probably needed to confess my sin of anger and desire for revenge against this guy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only that, but I needed to forgive this guy, and in my heart love him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus did tell us that we were to love our enemies and bless those who curse us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then the Spirit spoke to me, “How about your sin Big Boy (that’s what the Spirit calls me when its conviction time)?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How about your hopelessness and unbelief?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Spirit reminded me that I was being changed, and if God can work in my heart and change me, then there was hope for all of Boston.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I was reminded of the verses that I’m preaching on this Sunday, Ephesians 3:20-21.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Its Paul’s beautiful doxology, “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!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because this is who our God is there is hope for me, and those who curse me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is hope for our neighborhood and our beloved city.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I’m afraid that my use of “hope” leaves a sense of doubt, that maybe God will work, or maybe He won’t.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I’m convinced that our hope is a certain hope because not only is God able to do immeasurably more, but indeed He is willing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8681228667602485374?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8681228667602485374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8681228667602485374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8681228667602485374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8681228667602485374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-i-had-couple-of-run-ins-with-some.html' title='Dan&apos;s Run-in with the Law'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIfjstikdpI/AAAAAAAAALg/de7pmP54Xl0/s72-c/BPD+patch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5064492287608792408</id><published>2008-07-20T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:52.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocket Science Meets Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIONfifWqoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/UHdun1tjmBU/s1600-h/Rocket021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225175565653682818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIONfifWqoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/UHdun1tjmBU/s320/Rocket021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIONfw1j0EI/AAAAAAAAALE/cxQDxlJgQQw/s1600-h/ugafootball49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225175569504915522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIONfw1j0EI/AAAAAAAAALE/cxQDxlJgQQw/s320/ugafootball49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan was meeting some new folks on the 4th of July. One of these folks works for NASA and is an actual rocket scientist! Dan said, "I played football at Georgia".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5064492287608792408?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5064492287608792408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5064492287608792408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5064492287608792408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5064492287608792408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/rocket-science-meets-football.html' title='Rocket Science Meets Football'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIONfifWqoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/UHdun1tjmBU/s72-c/Rocket021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-6048388661278753649</id><published>2008-07-19T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:54.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEELv_srI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lWE7jKyVewA/s1600-h/024_24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883725111636658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEELv_srI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lWE7jKyVewA/s320/024_24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mrs. Mallard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEEhTQ3_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/otYUZisnoCE/s1600-h/025_25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883730896707570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEEhTQ3_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/otYUZisnoCE/s320/025_25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very Urban kids in the wading pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEE1rXmAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jJ4qF-joykI/s1600-h/029_29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883736366520322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEE1rXmAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jJ4qF-joykI/s320/029_29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the Esplande with the "Pru" in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEFnYeOiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5ki4YuY5-ng/s1600-h/031_31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883749709036066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEFnYeOiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/5ki4YuY5-ng/s320/031_31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Frog Pond at Boston Common&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEF-ZjXyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TsSxcXpaFJY/s1600-h/020_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883755887583010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEF-ZjXyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TsSxcXpaFJY/s320/020_20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walden Pond is FREEZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCa_abN9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0-U4v2KkbLs/s1600-h/010_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224881917913675730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCa_abN9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0-U4v2KkbLs/s320/010_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The State House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCbaXATOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/So67Dy2yUPc/s1600-h/013_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224881925147086050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCbaXATOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/So67Dy2yUPc/s320/013_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmm...Canoli and Lobster Tail at Mike's Pastry in the North End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCbggDQiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uB-qsWiHVAQ/s1600-h/018_18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224881926795641378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCbggDQiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/uB-qsWiHVAQ/s320/018_18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Mayflower II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCcAR-VZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Wx9Hlacl-Y4/s1600-h/019_19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224881935326533010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCcAR-VZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Wx9Hlacl-Y4/s320/019_19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Duck Tours-for Fenway Franny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCcirfjbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ur9-Js7-Sy4/s1600-h/023_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224881944560373170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKCcirfjbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ur9-Js7-Sy4/s320/023_23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Make Way for Ducklings in the City Gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKBKcnCg8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wGn3gGMP1b8/s1600-h/001_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224880534181807042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKBKcnCg8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wGn3gGMP1b8/s320/001_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New "Hamster"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's give it up for those kids! They are champs! They are troopers! They have been so flexible. We were reminiscing about the places we have lived in the last few years-from 23 acres in rural Jackson County, to eclectic, sweet Athens in a subdivision, and now they have officially been urbanized in Boston with backpacks, strollers, T passes, wading pools, listening to the panhandlers sing songs, and playing in the fire hydrant! We really don't think they have given it much thought. Partly because we have kept them so busy, but partly because they just love doing life and experiencing new things. We have had several fun "out of the city" days like a day at a campground with some other families in New "Hampster", Walden Pond, and a secret garden hike in Hingham. It has been a huge blessing to see the Lord carry our children through this move and to see Him work in their lives. &lt;em&gt;(sorry for the sideways pictures!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-6048388661278753649?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6048388661278753649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=6048388661278753649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6048388661278753649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6048388661278753649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-cheers.html' title='3 Cheers'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIKEELv_srI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lWE7jKyVewA/s72-c/024_24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-187470060170721787</id><published>2008-07-18T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:54.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Boating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIFRyAVUlXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fvXGOxROqAM/s1600-h/cb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224546962251224434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIFRyAVUlXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fvXGOxROqAM/s400/cb1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our two oldest children were able to participate in a wonderful program on the Charles River for $1! They both passed the first week of lessons and are able to take out a small sailboat by themselves on a green flag day, as well as kayak. The next test is for a Helmsman. Then they can take out boats on red flag days. One of the children is struggling with this and not wanting to become a Helmsman. Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May this be his prayer as well as ours:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Lord of the Oceans, My little bark sails on a restless sea, Grant that Jesus may sit at the helm and steer me safely; Suffer no adverse currents to divert my heavenward course; Let not my faith be wrecked amid storms and shoals; Bring me to harbour with flying pennants, hull unbreached, cargo unspoiled. I ask great things, expect great things, shall receive great things. I venture on thee wholly, fully, my wind, sunshine, anchor, defence. The voyage is long, the waves high, the storms pitiless, but my helm is held steady, thy Word secures safe passage, thy grace wafts me onward, my haven is guaranteed. This day will bring me nearer hme, Grant me holy consistency in every transaction, my peace flowing as a running tide, my righteousness as every chasing wave. Help me to live circumspectly, with skill to convert every care into prayer, Halo my path with gentleness and love, smooth every asperity of temper; let me not forget how easy it is to occasion grief; may I strive to bind up every wound, and pour oil on all troubled waters. May the world this day be happier and better because I live. Let my mast before me be the Savior's cross, and every oncoming wave the fountain in his side. Help me, protect me in the moving sea until I reach the shore of unceasing praise. &lt;em&gt;-The Valley of Vision&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-187470060170721787?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/187470060170721787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=187470060170721787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/187470060170721787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/187470060170721787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/community-boating.html' title='Community Boating'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SIFRyAVUlXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/fvXGOxROqAM/s72-c/cb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4882815104482130740</id><published>2008-07-06T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:10:22.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>We made it!  We are officially in Dorchester and it has been wonderful.  Dan has been ordained and will be preaching his first sermon this evening.  (eventually, these will be podcasted for your listening enjoyment!)  We are thrilled to have a place called home and Dan is thrilled to have a flock.  We have done the tourist thing, entertained lovely out of town company, found the grocery store and met many wonderful neighbors.  We even had dinner with Mayor Menino at our local restaurant as it was being awarded Boston's best new restaurant-well, he was there when we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have "interviewed" several people from Dorchester on what life is like here.  "E" is excited to see children on our street.  She has been in the neighborhood for 23 years.  "A" says Dot's biggest problem is trash.  (Dan has taken to running around the park by our house and picks up trash in the mornings)  "M" loves our neighborhood and says it is a hidden jewel in Dot.  "R" is leary of the gentrifiers.  "C" would never leave Dot, but says the violence is getting worse again.  "AL" says there is nothing for kids to do except get into trouble.  When she grew up here, there were all kinds of programs, but now there is nothing she can afford and there is no sense of community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to many more encounters with our neighbors, showing and telling them about the Love of Christ.  We pray that the Lord will make His Presence known and bring his Kingdom to bear on Dot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4882815104482130740?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4882815104482130740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4882815104482130740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4882815104482130740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4882815104482130740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-neighborhood.html' title='Our Neighborhood'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-6785902891792873034</id><published>2008-07-06T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:44:16.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Send Me</title><content type='html'>Our oldest son has written a song. We'd like to share the lyrics with you. We are reminded that when the Lord calls us, he calls our children as well. Moving to Boston is part of their story as much as it is ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk through your churches and I walk through your temples&lt;br /&gt;I walk through your holy place.&lt;br /&gt;I hear all the priests and I hear all the people say:&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, cause here I am.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me somewhere in this land.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, Oh Lord of all.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, cause you make the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the bells ringing, I hear people singing on your holy day.&lt;br /&gt;I hear people rejoicing and praising and wanting to say:&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, cause here I am.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me somewhere in this land.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, Oh Lord of all.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, cause you make the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see blind men, I see old beggars who don't know your Holy Name.&lt;br /&gt;That makes me sad and that makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;That makes me want to say:&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, cause here I am.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me somewhere in this land.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, Oh Lord of all.&lt;br /&gt;Send me, oh send me, cause you make the call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-6785902891792873034?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6785902891792873034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=6785902891792873034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6785902891792873034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6785902891792873034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/send-me.html' title='Send Me'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-2569306225673690696</id><published>2008-06-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:54.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebenezer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SFXH5WmInYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QKUD_UQwU7Y/s1600-h/Ebenezer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SFXH5WmInYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QKUD_UQwU7Y/s400/Ebenezer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212291931883216258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering what we are doing behind a pile of stones with a duct taped cross.  This has become a family tradition on the night before we move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Samuel 7:12 "Then Samuel took a stone and set it up between Mizpah and Shen.  He named it Ebenezer, saying, 'Thus far has the Lord helped us.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered stones and each person had the floor to tell of all the great things God did while we were in Athens.  The first one to share was our middle child saying, "I am thankful that God gave us Rebecca."  Rebecca is included in the photo with us.  She is a wonderful long time friend and like family to us that we "coincidentally" met up with again in Athens.  We will miss her greatly (until she moves to Boston-our plan for her life).  The rest of the sharing was a list too long to write, but all of our friends were named, the pets, our home, food, Redeemer, Sunday school teachers, a job, daddy finishing seminary, our family growing close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been so good to us and it is good to have Ebenezers in our lives so we can look back and see his faithfulness, even in the midst of suffering and hardships.  We are thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-2569306225673690696?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2569306225673690696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=2569306225673690696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2569306225673690696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2569306225673690696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/ebenezer.html' title='Ebenezer'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SFXH5WmInYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QKUD_UQwU7Y/s72-c/Ebenezer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1692509476658849932</id><published>2008-06-15T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:26:36.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>details</title><content type='html'>Down to the kitty cat.  That is what kind of God we serve.  He has taken care of all the details in getting us moved!  We had a very cool cat, named Tinker, until about one hour ago.  Tinker is a Maine Coon cat and is mostly outdoors.  She is a phenomenal hunter and lets us know when she needs to go in or out. We were very concerned with how she might adjust to the North and checked in with quite a few professional.  The more we asked, the more we heard that indoor/outdoor cats usually don't adjust very well to moves.  They will either run away or get a little kooky.  We thought that wouldn't be fair to her, so we started to pray for a family to love her.  Yesterday, a family in our neighborhood met her and today they took her home.  She literally will live 1 block away and be loved by a little 1 year old and 5 year old.  By the way, their parents are in full time ministry as well.  Hmmmm...coincidence?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1692509476658849932?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1692509476658849932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1692509476658849932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1692509476658849932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1692509476658849932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/details.html' title='details'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4907873141929982543</id><published>2008-06-10T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:55.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE7r1rq9dVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QlKUfVhNiUU/s1600-h/boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE7r1rq9dVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QlKUfVhNiUU/s400/boxes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210361126402749778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been pure obedience to pack.  Don't get me wrong, we are very excited about our upcoming move, but the boxes are a real pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have learned several great lessons in the midst of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do live temporarily-this place is not our home and we long for our Heavenly home where we will never have to pack or unpack again.  It is already prepared for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about all we have to do:  say good-bye to friends, pack, change addresses, set up utilities, talk with movers, pack, clean, feed the children, pack...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;just do the next thing&lt;/span&gt;!  We only know what we have to do &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;.  None of us knows the future.  Be faithful today-do your work faithfully, thoroughly, honestly, and gratefully.  "Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward.  It is the Lord Christ you are serving"  (Colossians 3:23-24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus"(Philippians 4:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes unpacking can feel like Christmas.  Maybe the boxes will look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE7wtxAPTTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Nd1tWdPAh5A/s1600-h/tiffany+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE7wtxAPTTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Nd1tWdPAh5A/s400/tiffany+box.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210366487953362226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4907873141929982543?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4907873141929982543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4907873141929982543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4907873141929982543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4907873141929982543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/boxes.html' title='Boxes'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE7r1rq9dVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QlKUfVhNiUU/s72-c/boxes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8731262827885241914</id><published>2008-06-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:55.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with a Bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE06KNphAmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-97_NvzCZ38/s1600-h/fire+alarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE06KNphAmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-97_NvzCZ38/s400/fire+alarm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209884291074425442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start this by saying, our littlest one has a fondness for Curious George and loves to read his books.  As we were saying our 2nd to last good-byes at church, Michelle was holding our little angel.  She simply reached out and pulled-I mean, smart little three year old to be able to read the directions!  Within minutes, the church cleared and the firemen showed up in 3 trucks wearing full gear on a 110 degree day.  Her 10 year old brother was mortified because he gets embarrassed so easily.  She did say she was sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8731262827885241914?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8731262827885241914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8731262827885241914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8731262827885241914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8731262827885241914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/out-with-bang.html' title='Out with a Bang'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SE06KNphAmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-97_NvzCZ38/s72-c/fire+alarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-2647897386495861207</id><published>2008-06-03T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:56.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB_7_O0CI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YhdE8vsX_zs/s1600-h/fieldscornermural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB_7_O0CI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YhdE8vsX_zs/s320/fieldscornermural.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781848302669858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXBzirRl0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/LxLGev3wLec/s1600-h/war+memorial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXBzirRl0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/LxLGev3wLec/s320/war+memorial.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781635349649218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXBz2jiFTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eP-wNGJu5SA/s1600-h/fcbridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXBz2jiFTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/eP-wNGJu5SA/s320/fcbridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781640685884722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXBzzotsyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/39FCYd9cGn4/s1600-h/ronan+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXBzzotsyI/AAAAAAAAAHg/39FCYd9cGn4/s320/ronan+park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781639902311202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB0ZFnQaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/37-CLvghEJo/s1600-h/codman+square+rally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB0ZFnQaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/37-CLvghEJo/s320/codman+square+rally.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781649955635618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB0i3Y9fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OfGzPV7Iojk/s1600-h/pho2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB0i3Y9fI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OfGzPV7Iojk/s320/pho2000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781652580333042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-2647897386495861207?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2647897386495861207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=2647897386495861207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2647897386495861207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2647897386495861207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-neighborhood.html' title='Our Neighborhood'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEXB_7_O0CI/AAAAAAAAAH4/YhdE8vsX_zs/s72-c/fieldscornermural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-860079385228759126</id><published>2008-05-30T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:56.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Aids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEAHZ4d5g3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/mpMKMHGbrOI/s1600-h/boston+terrier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEAHZ4d5g3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/mpMKMHGbrOI/s200/boston+terrier.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206169310476206962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought we'd give you a few visual aids so you would remember to pray for us:  polka dots (or as Dan's mom affectionately calls them, "poker dots") Birkenstocks, ducks, and now Boston Terriers.  We have heard that this breed of dog is also known as Boston Terrors.  See for yourself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-860079385228759126?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/860079385228759126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=860079385228759126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/860079385228759126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/860079385228759126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/visual-aids.html' title='Visual Aids'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SEAHZ4d5g3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/mpMKMHGbrOI/s72-c/boston+terrier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5990358148404271331</id><published>2008-05-27T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:48:07.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>by my Spirit</title><content type='html'>“The true secret to all ministry is spiritual power. It is not man’s genius, or man’s intellect, or man’s energy; but simply the power of the Spirit of the God of the Gospel. ‘Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts (Zech.iv.6)   It is well for all ministers (and believers) to bear this ever in mind. It will sustain the heart and give constant freshness to their ministry (and lives).  A ministry which flows from abiding dependence upon the Holy Spirit can never become barren. If a man is drawing on his own resources, he will soon run dry. It matters not what his powers may be, or how extensive his reading, or how vast his stores of information; if the Holy Spirit be not the spring and power of his ministry, it must, sooner or later, lose its freshness and its effectiveness. How important then, that all who minister (and live) in the gospel…should lean continually and exclusively on the power of the Holy Spirit. He knows what souls need, and He can supply it. But he must be trusted and used. It will not do to lean partly on self and partly on the Spirit.”  C H Macintosh, Notes on the Book of Numbers, 1861&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5990358148404271331?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5990358148404271331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5990358148404271331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5990358148404271331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5990358148404271331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/by-my-spirit.html' title='by my Spirit'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5811813248471350929</id><published>2008-05-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:56.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDrAs4d5g2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/n55N8GaGylw/s1600-h/IMG_0903_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDrAs4d5g2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/n55N8GaGylw/s320/IMG_0903_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204684196684596066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we present our very own Masters of Divinity Graduate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5811813248471350929?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5811813248471350929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5811813248471350929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5811813248471350929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5811813248471350929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDrAs4d5g2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/n55N8GaGylw/s72-c/IMG_0903_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-2287019638291182101</id><published>2008-05-22T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:56.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Way for Ducklings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDWndYd5g1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/lVivZt-nPGo/s1600-h/ducklings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDWndYd5g1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/lVivZt-nPGo/s200/ducklings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203249067722376018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be one of our all time favorite books.  Soon, we will get to rub shoulders with the ducks that made the book famous in Boston.  I think what is so endearing about this book is the way the whole city is accommodating to a family of ducklings-10 to be exact.  They are fed peanuts from the tourists on the famous swan boats, and traffic is stopped to allow them to cross the busy Boston streets on their way back from the Charles River to the Public Gardens. What could be better?&lt;br /&gt;Our prayer is that the people of Boston would be just as accommodating to their neighbors-to those who are “unable to fly”.  We pray that we would set off at a proud waddle and the church would waddle beside us as we share the Good News of Christ-“He that knew no sin, became sin for us, so we could become the righteousness of God.”  But our prayer is different from Mrs. Mallard.  Mrs. Mallard set off with the idea that the people of Boston would just have to make way!  Our prayer is that others would not simply make way for us, but rather that they would join in our waddle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-2287019638291182101?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2287019638291182101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=2287019638291182101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2287019638291182101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2287019638291182101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-way-for-ducklings.html' title='Make Way for Ducklings'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDWndYd5g1I/AAAAAAAAAF8/lVivZt-nPGo/s72-c/ducklings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3428588517871837487</id><published>2008-05-22T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:56.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always room for more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDWg1Yd5g0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-1YtGQ0IT3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDWg1Yd5g0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-1YtGQ0IT3Q/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203241783457841986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to introduce you to the newest member of the Rogers' tribe.  Meet Bella "Rosie" Ella.  She is a 3 year old cocker spaniel that has stolen our hearts and made the giggling around our home unceasing.  What a delight! She is a blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3428588517871837487?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3428588517871837487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3428588517871837487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3428588517871837487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3428588517871837487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/always-room-for-more.html' title='Always room for more'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDWg1Yd5g0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-1YtGQ0IT3Q/s72-c/IMG_0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8878700870848473137</id><published>2008-05-18T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:57.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA4X2kPrdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f9sN2UH88Ys/s1600-h/boston+birkenstock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA4X2kPrdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f9sN2UH88Ys/s200/boston+birkenstock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201719552048606674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know this style of Birkenstocks is called "the Boston"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8878700870848473137?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8878700870848473137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8878700870848473137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8878700870848473137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8878700870848473137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/trivia_18.html' title='trivia'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA4X2kPrdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f9sN2UH88Ys/s72-c/boston+birkenstock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-480688243057602063</id><published>2008-05-18T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:57.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fare Thee Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA2TmkPrbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AsuBc8n3Qq8/s1600-h/17weeksdress+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA2TmkPrbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AsuBc8n3Qq8/s320/17weeksdress+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201717280010907058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA2KWkPraI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4rCX57wiJ9I/s1600-h/17weeksdress+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA2KWkPraI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4rCX57wiJ9I/s320/17weeksdress+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201717121097117090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a very sweet send off party complete with a very creative DOT cake.  We will miss our Athens friends, but we know it is not good-bye, just see y'all later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-480688243057602063?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/480688243057602063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=480688243057602063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/480688243057602063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/480688243057602063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/fare-thee-well.html' title='Fare Thee Well'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SDA2TmkPrbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AsuBc8n3Qq8/s72-c/17weeksdress+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3294364919591232145</id><published>2008-05-06T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:57.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SCDnWXa3QLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0DhjPY_UNGM/s1600-h/IMG_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SCDnWXa3QLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0DhjPY_UNGM/s320/IMG_0835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197408341415379122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things to all people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3294364919591232145?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3294364919591232145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3294364919591232145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3294364919591232145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3294364919591232145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/confusing.html' title='confusing'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SCDnWXa3QLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0DhjPY_UNGM/s72-c/IMG_0835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-7251746581464340434</id><published>2008-04-30T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T11:07:03.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rev</title><content type='html'>Dan did it!  He passed ordination.  He will have the official ceremony in Boston after we move, but you can still call him "The Rev Rogers", in the meantime. Of course, "Pastor Dan" works as well, or for those of you who go way back,  he still answers to "Disco".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers for Dan and our family.  We know we have been lifted up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-7251746581464340434?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7251746581464340434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=7251746581464340434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7251746581464340434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7251746581464340434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/rev.html' title='The Rev'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-6430715921105528821</id><published>2008-04-24T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:47:02.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graced Again</title><content type='html'>“This life therefore is not righteousness, but growth in righteousness; not health, but healing; not being but becoming; not rest but exercise. We are not yet what we shall be, but we are growing toward it. The process is not yet finished, but it is going on. This is not the end, but it is the road. All does not yet gleam in glory, but all is being purified.” Martin Luther, “Defense and Explanation of All the Articles”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have found an incredible web page.  Check it out and sign up at:  http://www.gracedagain.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-6430715921105528821?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6430715921105528821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=6430715921105528821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6430715921105528821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6430715921105528821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/graced-again.html' title='Graced Again'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-9206685582816508838</id><published>2008-04-24T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:57.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SBFCwHa3QJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3UDsADNIJZM/s1600-h/cheers01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SBFCwHa3QJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3UDsADNIJZM/s320/cheers01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193005239727767698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everybody knows your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are headed to Boston tomorrow for Dan to go before the floor of Presbytery and be examined orally.  This is the last step for ordination in the PCA.  It has been a long road-Dan started seminary in 2000.  That would be 8 years, 2 children, 5 moves, 4 pets, 8 puppies, 9 cars, same wife ago.  We are so thankful for all of you that have faithfully been our friends and tracked with us through the years.  Cheers to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-9206685582816508838?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/9206685582816508838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=9206685582816508838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/9206685582816508838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/9206685582816508838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/cheers.html' title='Cheers'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SBFCwHa3QJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3UDsADNIJZM/s72-c/cheers01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-1971802588736715175</id><published>2008-04-24T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:40:24.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pride</title><content type='html'>I'm learning that pride leads to not only arrogance, but also autonomy, independence, secrets, hiding, idolatry...to name a few things.  The opposite is brokenness, dependency, humility, but then also community and love for one another.  Sharing our brokenness and sin with one another leads to people's hearts being bound to one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only equipping comes from Him.  When WE are weak, HE is strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-1971802588736715175?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1971802588736715175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=1971802588736715175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1971802588736715175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/1971802588736715175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/pride.html' title='pride'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-7255067474603270909</id><published>2008-04-16T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:59:32.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy Relief in Election Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryJ9IfUTpXI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryJ9IfUTpXI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-7255067474603270909?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7255067474603270909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=7255067474603270909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7255067474603270909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/7255067474603270909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/comedy-relief-in-election-year.html' title='Comedy Relief in Election Year'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8103057690122028494</id><published>2008-04-16T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:57.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny princesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SAaLlJ9LPLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rmhUUXxiukE/s1600-h/funny_princesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SAaLlJ9LPLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rmhUUXxiukE/s200/funny_princesses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189989091035004082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were tickled by this.  The little one LOVES princesses.  Here they are in true form.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8103057690122028494?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8103057690122028494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8103057690122028494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8103057690122028494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8103057690122028494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/funny-princesses.html' title='funny princesses'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SAaLlJ9LPLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/rmhUUXxiukE/s72-c/funny_princesses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3993340592794984914</id><published>2008-04-16T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:58.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschool Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SAZkDJ9LPKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GsF_nZrpdU0/s1600-h/belle+and+gent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SAZkDJ9LPKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GsF_nZrpdU0/s320/belle+and+gent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189945625965968546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have reached the height of homeschooling as we attended and participated in a "Silverware" Dance (as our 3 year old calls it).  One of the children (not ours) said, "Is this the war we lost?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3993340592794984914?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3993340592794984914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3993340592794984914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3993340592794984914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3993340592794984914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/homeschool-family.html' title='Homeschool Family'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/SAZkDJ9LPKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GsF_nZrpdU0/s72-c/belle+and+gent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-9196957106628986729</id><published>2008-04-16T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:24:32.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is good to be weary and frustrated with the fruitless search for the good, so that one can reach out one's arms instead to the Redeemer. -- Blaise Pascal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-9196957106628986729?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/9196957106628986729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=9196957106628986729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/9196957106628986729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/9196957106628986729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-is-good-to-be-weary-and-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-4132960201855680576</id><published>2008-04-10T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:15:08.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saying goodbye</title><content type='html'>The time is quickly approaching for us to move from Athens.  Emotionally, we have the feeling, "been there, done that, don't want to feel that again".  Moving is very hard-not the logistics (although that is no trip to the park), but the ripping of our hearts away from those we love.  Our whole family has very significant relationships in Athens. This is the 3rd time we have lived here and our history is rich with our dear friends.  The pain of leaving is also a reminder of the past pain of leaving other people we love as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Groves has written a song called, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Every Minute&lt;/span&gt;" which is a sweet, sweet song about friendship.  So, to all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And I wish all the people I love the most &lt;br /&gt;Could gather in one place &lt;br /&gt;And know each other and love each other well &lt;br /&gt;And I wish we could all go camping &lt;br /&gt;And lay beneath the stars &lt;br /&gt;And have nothing to do and stories to tell &lt;br /&gt;We'd sit around the campfire &lt;br /&gt;And we'd make each other laugh remembering when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-4132960201855680576?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4132960201855680576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=4132960201855680576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4132960201855680576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/4132960201855680576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/saying-goodbye.html' title='saying goodbye'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3265675230869820158</id><published>2008-04-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:58.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>disco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_0m65I861I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ut_kILSNIDM/s1600-h/disco+pyramid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_0m65I861I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ut_kILSNIDM/s320/disco+pyramid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187345139013315410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-teens and disco.  What a fun combination.  Our oldest child is almost a teenager as we celebrated her 12th birthday.  Her sweet friends sang, "We are Family" and "Ladies Night".  Not to be outdone, her brothers did a rousing rendition of "Macho Man" and "Shake your Groove Thang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are praying for specific things for her as she is in this stage of life.  Several of them proved to be true as we "danced the night away". Please join us in praying for our children.&lt;br /&gt;1) Bring godly friends into her life.&lt;br /&gt;2) She won't forget how to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;3) God will bring other godly adults into her life.&lt;br /&gt;4) She will develop a loving and caring relationship with her siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for the many people from all over the world who have invested in our children .  We are blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3265675230869820158?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3265675230869820158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3265675230869820158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3265675230869820158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3265675230869820158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/disco.html' title='disco'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_0m65I861I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Ut_kILSNIDM/s72-c/disco+pyramid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8400858533686788011</id><published>2008-04-09T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:53:12.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Athens to Athens</title><content type='html'>Boston has been called "the Athens of America." Like Athens, the capital of ancient Greece, and Athens, the greatest city in Georgia, it's a great center of education and the arts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8400858533686788011?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8400858533686788011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8400858533686788011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8400858533686788011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8400858533686788011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/athens-to-athens.html' title='Athens to Athens'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5735622122292664529</id><published>2008-04-05T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:13:11.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking the Shalom of Boston</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"This is what the Lord Almighty, the God of Israel, says to all those I carried into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon:  'Build houses and settle down; plant gardens and eat what they produce.  Marry and have sons and daughters; find wives for your sons and give your daughters in marriage, so that they too may have sons and daughters.  Increase in number there; do not decrease.  Also, seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you into exile.  Pray to the Lord for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper...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;/span&gt;  Jeremiah 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all familiar with some of the challenges of urban life:  gentrification; materialism and poverty living next door to each other; public schools in need of repair; systemic racial and justice issues, etc.  But we can also vividly see the intrinsic beauty of the city:  it was the birthplace for creativity and innovation, it was filled with a mosaic of all of God's different people, and those who lived in the city were incredibly open to new things (including the life and message of Jesus Christ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Old Testament times the global cities were often ignored by God's people, because they carried enormous anxiety towards urban life.  They feared that their culture and customs would be overpowered, that they would lose their sense of identity, and that their children would be swayed by the powerful current of city life.  The prophet Jeremiah relays a message from God.  He tells God's people that they are to go to the most powerful global city of its day (Babylon) and give themselves to the needs of that city.  They were to start businesses, build homes, and even marry into the culture.  The reason God gave this command was not so they could profit from the economy of the city, but to serve the city.  God called them to seek the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;shalom&lt;/span&gt; of the city-caring for it in a holistic way:  spiritually, economically, and culturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the shalom of Boston would look like people coming into relationship with God through Jesus Christ, where cultures come together in a way that glorifies God, where justice is fought for and oppression is fought against, and where the children of the city could be protected and nurtured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5735622122292664529?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5735622122292664529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5735622122292664529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5735622122292664529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5735622122292664529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/seeking-shalom-of-boston.html' title='Seeking the Shalom of Boston'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3466645786472448720</id><published>2008-04-05T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:58.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmm....mmmmm....mmmmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_fqa-loyyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/07Y7q6S0RfA/s1600-h/boston+cream+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_fqa-loyyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/07Y7q6S0RfA/s200/boston+cream+pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185871245138774818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_fpkuloyxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/THHCMVTEkDI/s1600-h/lobster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_fpkuloyxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/THHCMVTEkDI/s200/lobster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185870313130871570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we learn about Boston, the more we see FOOD!  What a wonderful place to go for those of us who enjoy a wide spectrum of good eats.  Another word for people like us is:  &lt;br /&gt;FOODY  &lt;br /&gt;One who appreciates good cuisine, or just eats to do darn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youngest son would tell you his self-proclaimed nick-names are:  "Chick-fil-a" and "Snacks".  We have heard that the definition of "foody" is also: A friend that shows up every Saturday morning to eat breakfast and watch 3-D programs. This could pertain to him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the items we are so excited to munch on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked beans have been a traditional dish since colonial days.  Beans were served so often that Boston became known as Beantown.&lt;br /&gt;Lobster-pronounced "Lahb'-stah" -The pilgrims ate lobster only when there was nothing better to eat.  The Puritans served it to prisoners, servants and the poor.  Native Americans used the meat for fish bait. &lt;br /&gt;Chowder- pronounced "Chaw'-dah"&lt;br /&gt;Canoli&lt;br /&gt;Boston Cream pie-actually a cake&lt;br /&gt;Pho-Vietnamese noodles&lt;br /&gt;And a good Irish Stew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3466645786472448720?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3466645786472448720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3466645786472448720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3466645786472448720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3466645786472448720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.html' title='Mmmmm....mmmmm....mmmmm....'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R_fqa-loyyI/AAAAAAAAAEc/07Y7q6S0RfA/s72-c/boston+cream+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5314300230925863179</id><published>2008-03-24T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:30:50.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DL</title><content type='html'>These are a few thoughts we thought worth posting from a friend in Dot concerning vision and action for church planting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Multicultural churches grow slowly.  The work is hard because it takes more commitment to the goal of diversity, more time to allow each group to have their voice heard and allow them to shape the service.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Diverse churches typically do not bring in the families w/ three kids who just moved from Connecticut.  Instead, it is the guy who comes to the door in tears in the middle of the week because his wife is addicted to cocaine and his kids are in jail and he doesn’t have anywhere else to go.--These people are not healed on Sunday morning.  It takes total devotion to their life situation and a Monday-Saturday commitment to bringing the Gospel into their lives.&lt;br /&gt;3. Majority culture has to give up power - this is very hard.&lt;br /&gt;4. Every member of the church should be asked frequently,  ”Why do you go to this church and not another one?”&lt;br /&gt;5.  Multi-cultural is not about 3 races, it is about ALL races and cultures.&lt;br /&gt;6.  If people become focused on differences, the church is in big trouble.  &lt;br /&gt;7.  Leadership must reflect diversity.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Pastors in urban churches cannot seek fame or influence.  They've got to put their heads down and get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This said…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.  If CTK-Dorchester wants to be diverse, it is possible.&lt;br /&gt;2.  If CTK-Dorchester wants to be diverse, it will take intentionality and require people to work strategically towards that goal. It will be very different from "typical" church planting efforts.&lt;br /&gt;3.  If CTK-Dorchester wants to be diverse, bottom line, God has to do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pray...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5314300230925863179?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5314300230925863179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5314300230925863179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5314300230925863179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5314300230925863179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/down-low.html' title='The DL'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5980664027786989535</id><published>2008-03-21T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:19:27.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racial Reconciliation</title><content type='html'>Thoughts on racial reconciliation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not check our cultural identity at the door.  We are fully what we were made to be, but we likewise do not cling to our racial identity as a spiritual life preserver that gives us our primary sense of identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate our cultural identity, for the sovereign God of the universe meticulously choreographed everything about us.  This should be embraced and cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gospel gradually transforms our identity so that Christ becomes the central-most part of who we are, and everything emanates from that reality.  One of the most crucial ways that the Christian Church embodies the Gospel is in the unity of Christians who are different from one another-economically, culturally and racially.  We become free by the power of the Gospel, while also demonstrating to the world that people who cannot live in love and unity outside of the Gospel can do so in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created cultural groups uniquely and with their own "splendor" according to Revelation 21:24.  Because God created such cultural distinctions, there is an almost unlimited resource at our disposal for learning about God and His majesty. One day we  will experience God in His fullness, and understand in full the beauty and uniqueness of humanity. Until that time, His church is given the privilege of offering the world this sweet taste of Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5980664027786989535?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5980664027786989535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5980664027786989535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5980664027786989535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5980664027786989535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/racial-reconciliation.html' title='Racial Reconciliation'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5755007941456325448</id><published>2008-03-08T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T05:36:37.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ma!  Whas' fah Breakfast?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6MuDZNO4cts"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6MuDZNO4cts" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5755007941456325448?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5755007941456325448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5755007941456325448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5755007941456325448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5755007941456325448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-ma-whas-fah-breakfast.html' title='Hey Ma!  Whas&apos; fah Breakfast?'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3458180354146341262</id><published>2008-03-05T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:40:43.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Boston, there was Dorchester.</title><content type='html'>Great photos from Dorchester. I have included the lyrics for those of you who are like me:  lyrically illiterate.  I think the message is that Dorchester matters.  It is a real place with real people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v8jdiyo6NmY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v8jdiyo6NmY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring down Cedar Grove up on Indian Hills&lt;br /&gt;See a skyline littered with triple deckers and gin mills&lt;br /&gt;Years of tot lot pass my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting faces that have gone by&lt;br /&gt;Adams corner embedded in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In defense of Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;Home to a thousand dreams and Beantown legends&lt;br /&gt;In defense of Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;Historical revelence cemented in her sidewalks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gather up my thoughts stroll through the observation fields&lt;br /&gt;Think about Dot detractors well up with a rapid anger&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't help but sing for her&lt;br /&gt;It gets real personal when she is slurred&lt;br /&gt;Can't forget Garvey and Hemey Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In defense of Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;A real community not idle zip codes&lt;br /&gt;In defense of Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;I forged a life on these streets and city roads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who I am&lt;br /&gt;This is where I'm from&lt;br /&gt;Wear it on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Predictably the fire brand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never stay silent when she's assailed&lt;br /&gt;Into my heart advocacy nailed&lt;br /&gt;Lower Mills I did not forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In defense of Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;Home to a thousand dreams and Beantown legends&lt;br /&gt;In defense of Dorchester&lt;br /&gt;No matter where the gang winds up, you'll always be my home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3458180354146341262?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3458180354146341262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3458180354146341262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3458180354146341262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3458180354146341262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-boston-there-was-dorchester.html' title='Before Boston, there was Dorchester.'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-6101694290854024645</id><published>2008-02-27T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:58.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 Things To Do From The Couch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R8XAYB9CfdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WwGEFmUNkLo/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R8XAYB9CfdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WwGEFmUNkLo/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171751266178727378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the flu.  Moving makes our heads feel like they will explode.  We sit on the couch all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  play paper football&lt;br /&gt;2.  play trashcan basketball&lt;br /&gt;3.  make a movie of us sitting on the couch to put on youtube&lt;br /&gt;4.  paint our toenails (boys may opt out of this, or opt for clear polish)&lt;br /&gt;5.  have a draft with our stuffed animals, create a playbook, and national championship game.  Girls are cheerleaders with their newly painted toes&lt;br /&gt;6.  play 20 questions&lt;br /&gt;7.  make a most disgusting food menu&lt;br /&gt;8.  play "how many sick Rogers' can we get on the couch?"&lt;br /&gt;9.  make funny faces with "bubba teeth" and die laughing-then rest because our heads hurt&lt;br /&gt;10. make a list of all the things you can do from the couch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-6101694290854024645?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6101694290854024645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=6101694290854024645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6101694290854024645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6101694290854024645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/101-things-to-do-from-couch.html' title='101 Things To Do From The Couch'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R8XAYB9CfdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WwGEFmUNkLo/s72-c/IMG_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-948415422666424553</id><published>2008-02-26T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:02:50.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>A Family Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zfs3BJZxKkc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zfs3BJZxKkc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-948415422666424553?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/948415422666424553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=948415422666424553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/948415422666424553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/948415422666424553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/family-favorite.html' title='A Family Favorite'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-2389629539301914775</id><published>2008-02-26T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:09:43.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our youngest son recently shadowed in a friend of ours Kindergarten class.  The highlight of the day was a "tomato" (tornado) drill.  The lowlight of the day was only getting half a piece of lasagna at lunch (just like all the other K's), AND they wouldn't give him seconds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-2389629539301914775?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2389629539301914775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=2389629539301914775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2389629539301914775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/2389629539301914775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/levi-recently-shadowed-in-friend-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-6053560877367150681</id><published>2008-02-22T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:59.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying a Taste of Boston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R77b_R9CfbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OwA7LwmSE_s/s1600-h/mike"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169811302465568178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R77b_R9CfbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OwA7LwmSE_s/s320/mike%27s+pastry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Canoli's straight from Mike's Pastry in Boston compliments of the Dorchester crew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-6053560877367150681?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6053560877367150681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=6053560877367150681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6053560877367150681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/6053560877367150681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/enjoying-taste-of-boston.html' title='Enjoying a Taste of Boston'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R77b_R9CfbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OwA7LwmSE_s/s72-c/mike%27s+pastry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-693123425901256673</id><published>2008-02-19T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:59.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Dorchester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7unQB9CfWI/AAAAAAAAACo/rJuR-PEfMoY/s1600-h/codman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168908891181972834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7unQB9CfWI/AAAAAAAAACo/rJuR-PEfMoY/s320/codman2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dorchester is Boston's most populous neighborhood. Dorchester, including a large portion of today's Boston, was incorporated in 1630. It is named after the town of Dorchester in the English county of Dorset, from which Puritans emigrated. It is now a large, diverse working class community with many Caucasians, African Americans, Caribbean Americans, Latinos, and East and Southeast Asian Americans, and is still a center of Irish American immigration.  America's first chocolate factory opened in Dorchester, in 1765, and the Walter Baker Chocolate Factory operated until 1965.  Dorchester is the birthplace of the first public elementary school in America, the Mather School, established in 1639. The school still stands as the oldest elementary school in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable residents:&lt;br /&gt;Ray Bolger- American actor. "Scarecrow" in the 1939 film The Wizard of Oz&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Knight- lead singer of the 80s-90s Original boy band New Kids on the Block&lt;br /&gt;Julio Lugo - starting shortstop for the Boston Red Sox&lt;br /&gt;Cotton Mather- Puritan minister, prolific author, and pamphleteer. Influential in the Salem Witch Trials, son of Increase Mather.&lt;br /&gt;Leonard Nimoy- American actor. "Mr. Spock" of Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;James Reid - A model/actor and contestant on the fourteenth season of the television series "Survivor"&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Stone- women's rights activist and first woman to keep her last name upon marrying&lt;br /&gt;Mark Wahlberg- Academy Award-nominated American actor and television producer, rapper "Marky Mark"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-693123425901256673?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/693123425901256673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=693123425901256673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/693123425901256673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/693123425901256673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-dorchester.html' title='About Dorchester'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7unQB9CfWI/AAAAAAAAACo/rJuR-PEfMoY/s72-c/codman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3969975700829983817</id><published>2008-02-19T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:26:52.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-'/><title type='text'>A Gospel-Driven, Grace-Filled Church</title><content type='html'>“Grace is the most potent counterforce at work in our violent species, and our only hope.”&lt;br /&gt;-Phillip Yancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the center of our vision is the conviction that the gospel of Jesus Christ is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes, that every malady and grief is addressed and substantially healed in this gospel.  We long to see a transformation of the city by the outgrowth of the lives of the congregants as they are transformed by this gospel.  We are convinced that the good news of the love of God expressed in the death and resurrection of Jesus towards real sinners with real problems will change everything as it courses through our communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church will be both a home and a mission by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helping people know God through Christ-centered worship and prayer, and intentional evangelism and missions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;building community among our members and neighbors with supportive fellowship and community, and restorative mercy and justice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following Christ in our lives, our city, and the world through relational learning and equipping, and cultural engagement and transformation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3969975700829983817?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3969975700829983817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3969975700829983817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3969975700829983817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3969975700829983817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/gospel-driven-grace-filled-church.html' title='A Gospel-Driven, Grace-Filled Church'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5148117765105418975</id><published>2008-02-19T19:23:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T11:13:43.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Facts on "Dotchestah"</title><content type='html'>280,000 souls reside in Dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65% of the population is African-American, Hispanic, Asian or multi-racial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39% of people in Dot hold Bachelor’s degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot is home of UMass-Boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot’s slogan, “Boston’s largest and most diverse neighborhood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply concerned about civic issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very “religious”, but only 5% of the population place their faith in Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;260 colleges/universities in the New England region&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Settled” neighborhoods have been home to the same families for generations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5148117765105418975?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5148117765105418975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5148117765105418975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5148117765105418975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5148117765105418975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/quick-facts-on-dotchestah.html' title='Quick Facts on &quot;Dotchestah&quot;'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-8855303689375412012</id><published>2008-02-19T19:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:59.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need and Opportunity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7uoPx9CfYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3GVU-u47u28/s1600-h/dot+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168909986398633346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7uoPx9CfYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3GVU-u47u28/s320/dot+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boston, like all major cities, is full of the “best” and the “worst” of everything—from the most decadent to the most destitute, the famous to the nameless. With a population of over 4.4 million people represented by people of all tongues, tribes and nations, the need and opportunity for the gospel of Jesus Christ to be proclaimed to the nations is untold.&lt;br /&gt;Today, Boston is a bustling and diverse city of people representing various socio-economic classes and faith backgrounds. Boston prides itself on its attraction to immigrants. Boston boasts one of the largest Brazilian immigrant population in the world, a large Asian immigrant population, and more Cape Verdeans (Cape Verde is a Portuguese-speaking country off the western coast of Africa) live in Boston than in their native Cape Verde. The world has come to Boston, and now the church of Jesus Christ has a wonderful opportunity to take the gospel to this world.&lt;br /&gt;Boston is made up of various neighborhoods that have maintained their own distinct demographics. Dorchester, Boston’s largest neighborhood with over 200,000 residents, historically was home to most of Boston’s poor working African-Americans. Today, Dorchester is 46% African-American, with a large African and Asian immigrant population. Dorchester presents the church with a challenge. What would bring these different types of people together to love one another and be true neighbors? The gospel of Jesus Christ is the great reconciler, and today through the movement of Christ the King Presbyterian Church, we have an opportunity to meet that challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-8855303689375412012?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8855303689375412012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=8855303689375412012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8855303689375412012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/8855303689375412012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/need-and-opportunity.html' title='Need and Opportunity'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7uoPx9CfYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3GVU-u47u28/s72-c/dot+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-5750777317940025339</id><published>2008-02-19T19:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:59.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons on the Dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R77dUB9CfcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KpM4U5OmhVs/s1600-h/polka+dot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169812758459481538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R77dUB9CfcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KpM4U5OmhVs/s320/polka+dot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Polka dot is a pattern consisting of dots. Polka dot patterns are quite variable: they range from a series of dots that are equally spaced and sized to a random arrangement of multicoloured dots of different sizes. Polka dots are most commonly seen on children's clothing, toys, and furniture, but they appear in a wide array of contexts. The pattern rarely appears in formal contexts, however, and is generally confined to more playful attire such as bathing suits. Occasionally white on black regularly spaced polka dots appear on more formal clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-5750777317940025339?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5750777317940025339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=5750777317940025339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5750777317940025339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/5750777317940025339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/lessons-on-dot.html' title='Lessons on the Dot'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R77dUB9CfcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KpM4U5OmhVs/s72-c/polka+dot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263971790741509537.post-3150485785223448740</id><published>2008-02-19T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:19:00.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dot Dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7untR9CfXI/AAAAAAAAACw/84qSvk8HWPM/s1600-h/dot+map.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168909393693146482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7untR9CfXI/AAAAAAAAACw/84qSvk8HWPM/s320/dot%2Bmap.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. a synonym for dorchester, boston, MA. it originates from the curious accent that comes from dorchester, where they pronounce the word "dotchestah".&lt;br /&gt;2. small round point often used behind sentences.&lt;br /&gt;hello, at the end of this sentence is a dot.&lt;br /&gt;3. D.O.T. An acronym for Department of Transportation&lt;br /&gt;4. A cute, youthful girl or woman.&lt;br /&gt;That cutie is a dot!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. a.)Nickname for "Dorothy."&lt;br /&gt;b.)A tiny island in Chuckanut Bay, near Bellingham Washington, USA.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Dot paddled her kayak out to Dot Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="quickedit" title="Edit" onclick="'return" href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;amp;widgetType=Text&amp;amp;widgetId=Text4&amp;amp;action=editWidget" target="configText4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263971790741509537-3150485785223448740?l=bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3150485785223448740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3263971790741509537&amp;postID=3150485785223448740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3150485785223448740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263971790741509537/posts/default/3150485785223448740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigwhiteguyconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/dot-dictionary.html' title='Dot Dictionary'/><author><name>The Rogers'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315465205316494461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JH-oOx0PFUs/R7untR9CfXI/AAAAAAAAACw/84qSvk8HWPM/s72-c/dot%2Bmap.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
