<?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-1180498786474028640</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:35:32.895-05:00</updated><category term='new facility'/><category term='paint'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='CrossRoads Church'/><category term='Richland Hills'/><category term='child'/><category term='construction'/><category term='church'/><category term='Song of Ascent'/><category term='Haltom City'/><category term='family'/><category term='resurrection'/><category term='remodel'/><category term='habits'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Psalm'/><category term='Fort Worth'/><category term='contentment'/><category term='North Richland Hills'/><category term='hope'/><title type='text'>Reflections at the CrossRoads</title><subtitle type='html'>thoughts from our pastor on faith, life and our journey together</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5117398530653185321</id><published>2009-02-06T09:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:49:01.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I get funny reactions from people when I say I'm old. Some of you look at me with disdain because you feel like I'm pointing out that you're older than me. This is never my intention. Actually, I value the wisdom that comes with age. I pretty much always have. Some of you laugh because I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; 33. Todays blog entry is another admission that I'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand these social networking sites. OK, I understand that people like to keep in touch with each other. I'm all for that. I've had a MySpace page for several years and a Facebook page not quite as long. I love it when I get an email that I have a new friend request because it's usually someone I haven't seen in a long, long time. Then, my world is flooded with their pictures and thoughts, and on some level I get to connect with them again.  That's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Ugly Insides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I don't understand. As a pastor I get to see some pretty ugly sides of people. You've probably noticed that people don't come talk to their pastor until life gets pretty out of hand. Over the past ten years I've had the disturbing opportunity to see what people are really made of. I've seen the clean-cut father come tell me he's struggling with alcoholism--only he can't really even admit it to himself. I've seen the straight A student sit in my office, her dreams falling down around her, because she just found out she's pregnant. I've had the young, successful musician losing hope because he can't get his drug habit under control. And, I've seen the loving husband tell me that even though his wife doesn't know about it, he can't get free from porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people come share these kinds of problems with me, it doesn't usually surprise me. God's very clear about what we are made of at the deepest part of who we are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremiah 17:9 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the Apostle Paul struggled with being who God wanted him to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28092" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 7:15 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;God's Beautiful News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a dark side--even the most devoted believers. Sometimes we aren't very honest about it, but we all struggle (like Paul) with wanting and doing the right thing. Thankfully, God offers all of us grace. One time I asked one of the teenagers at our church what grace is. She said, "It's God's love even when we don't deserve it." Wow. That's right. Grace is God choosing to love us even though we rebel against him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28041" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 5:8 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's grace is so amazing that God doesn't even choose to love us from across the street as we might express care for a homeless person we give a buck or two as we walk by as quickly as we can. God loves us in such a way that he makes us his sons and daughters. All he requires from us is that we believe in Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 1:12 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not the end of the good news. It only gets better. When we believe in Jesus, he forgives our sin--all of it. We are declared both completely forgiven and completely righteous before God. He no longer sees us as his enemies who deserve his wrath but righteous children he loves. He also begins to work on us. He begins to change us to be people who desire to follow him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philippians 2:13 NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard part is that we still struggle with that wicked deceitfulness at the deepest part of who we are. We still struggle with bad habits. We still have relationships that encourage us to do things that God is not happy with--things that shame the name of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 7:24 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Paul is expressing his frustration with his own sinfulness in this life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that, once we have trusted in Christ, we await the completion of sharing in his resurrection. Then, we won't struggle with sin any longer. Every believer will receive a resurrected body that doesn't possess a deceitfully wicked heart any longer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So will it be with the resurrection of the dead. The body that is sown is perishable, it is raised imperishable; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28746" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory; it is sown in weakness, it is raised in power; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28747" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Corinthians 15:42-44 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Facebook Delima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I don't understand. Why do so many people--even believers--put the deceitful wickedness of their hearts on display? You know what I'm talking about. Some might say, "Aren't we free in Christ?" Paul already answered this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You, my brothers, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the sinful nature ; rather, serve one another in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Galatians 5:13 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think age is an excuse. Do we dare to look shake our fists at God and say: "Don't tell me what to do, old man!" Paul tells us that even in our youth God's expectations for his children are high:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Timothy 4:12 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and sisters, let's set an example whether we are 14 or 94 because the King of Glory has died for us. He has changed us. All of us who have believed in him are his children. Now, by his grace, let's live like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Corinthians 10:31 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5117398530653185321?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5117398530653185321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5117398530653185321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5117398530653185321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5117398530653185321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2009/02/facebook-etc.html' title='Facebook, etc.'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5618360671231661818</id><published>2009-01-20T09:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:31:49.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockstar President</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I was catching some of the inauguration coverage. As Mr. and Mrs. Obama entered St. John's Episcopal Church, there was applause as they waved to a gathering crowd. My impression at that moment was that I have never seen people react to a president the way they respond to Mr. Obama. This new President our nation is about to inaugurate really is a rockstar in the best sense of the word. He has a kind of celebrity I haven't seen during my lifetime in a politcal leader. People love Barack Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, part of our new President's celebrity is related to race. How many times have we heard people of all ethnic backgrounds say they never thought they would see the day we would have a minority president? This makes today a very exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there is another factor to Mr. Obama's celebrity. Barack Obama is the first President who is not from my parents' generation. He was a kid while I was a kid. A whole new group of Americans are able to relate to the man in our government's highest office in an entirely new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Obama, you are a very popular man on this day of your inauguration.  Thank you for taking this responsibility. We ask you to use your office and your popularity to make choices that keep us free and keep us safe. We'll be praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heavenly Father, we pray for Mr. Obama. We ask you that you would help our new President fill his responsibilites as the leader of our nation's executive branch. Give him wisdom and courage to lead well. During his time in office, give us peace that we might be able to take the Message of Christ to the ends of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5618360671231661818?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5618360671231661818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5618360671231661818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5618360671231661818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5618360671231661818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2009/01/rockstar-president.html' title='Rockstar President'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5344778544033793229</id><published>2009-01-13T13:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:31:31.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A few thoughts on Mr. Bush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really wanted to write this post yesterday after watching the President's final press conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to respect someone who has led a country. As someone who leads people, I thank God regularly that it is not my responsibility to lead all 50 United States of America. After leading a church (with slightly fewer than 305 million people), I'm not looking for the headaches of that kind of leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George W. Bush has made mistakes. I've made a couple myself the past 8 years. As far as I know, none of my mistakes have cost anyone their lives. Probably some of Mr. Bush's mistakes have. That's a really hard reality that he and every president will have to go to bed at night facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times President Bush has not been the best politician in the room. This statement is not meant to be offensive. I think some of Mr. Bush's criticism has come for this very reason. I think many people who voted for Mr. Bush four years ago were tired of being led by career politicians. George W. Bush was a businessman before he was a politician. He was a different kind of choice for president. I think this is part of the reason for the derision Mr. Bush has received related to his speeches and his occasional political incorrectness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for a new president. That's one reality about our nation. Every eight years it's time for someone new in the Oval Office. We are a nation built on the idea that no single person should have too much input. In just a few days we will have a new Mr. President. I think Mr. Obama shares many good qualities with Mr. Bush. He is a confident man with many good ideas. He loves his family. I believe, like Mr. Bush, he will make the United States a better place. Mr. Obama also has a lot of problems to deal with. He has a war to fight. An economy to work on. And, I think when he leaves office in four or eight years, we'll ask him why he couldn't bring peace in the Middle East, either. (I don't think that headache is going away any time soon. Ask the last several presidents about how well their plans worked.) Mr. Obama will make mistakes that will cost people their lives. Sometimes it's good to be the president. Sometimes it's not. I'm pretty sure it's always a hard job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Not exactly hard-hitting political commentary. Thank you, Mr. Bush, for working hard for me and my family. Thank you, Mr. Obama, for taking the baton for at least the next four years. I will be praying for you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple thoughts from our brother, Paul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28254" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Consequently, he who rebels against the authority is rebelling against what God has instituted, and those who do so will bring judgment on themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28255" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For rulers hold no terror for those who do right, but for those who do wrong. Do you want to be free from fear of the one in authority? Then do what is right and he will commend you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28256" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For he is God's servant to do you good. But if you do wrong, be afraid, for he does not bear the sword for nothing. He is God's servant, an agent of wrath to bring punishment on the wrongdoer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28257" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore, it is necessary to submit to the authorities, not only because of possible punishment but also because of conscience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28258" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is also why you pay taxes, for the authorities are God's servants, who give their full time to governing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28259" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give everyone what you owe him: If you owe taxes, pay taxes; if revenue, then revenue; if respect, then respect; if honor, then honor.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 13:1-7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29702" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29703" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29704" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is good, and pleases God our Savior, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29705" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who wants all men to be saved and to come to a knowledge of the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29706" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For there is one God and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29707" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who gave himself as a ransom for all men—the testimony given in its proper time.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Timothy 2:1-6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5344778544033793229?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5344778544033793229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5344778544033793229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5344778544033793229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5344778544033793229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-thoughts-on-mr-bush.html' title='A few thoughts on Mr. Bush'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-1429408111982332129</id><published>2009-01-06T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:50:36.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Welcome to 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Tuesday of the first full week of 2009. Like it or not 2008 is in the record books. As we begin a new year, I want to encourage you to ask a couple questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Question 1: Where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite metaphors for life is a journey. If your life is a journey, where are  you right now. Are you standing in a beautiful garden full of beautiful flowers that bring joy to every moment of your life? Are you standing in the middle of an intersection trying to decide which way to go while hoping that those cars whizzing by won't flatten you? Are you in the middle of a desert with empty pockets and a dry canteen not knowing where your next drink might come from? Maybe you have your own image for the place your life-journey has brought you. Maybe it's as cold and damp as yesterday's rain here in North Texas. Maybe it's as warm as seat on the hearth in front of your family's fire place surrounded by people who care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Question 2: Where are you going in 2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've learned about life is that, good or bad, 2009 won't end where it began. Whether or not you like the journey metaphor, it's pretty easy to see that each of us is going somewhere. What decisions are you making that affect your journey? Are you in control of the next place you will find yourself, or are you spiraling downward, out of control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The Good News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's good news: It's not too late. Your sitting at a computer someplace reading this blog. You're breathing in and out whether you're thinking about it or not. If you hold your fingers on your wrist, you're going to feel a pulse. It's not too late for a course correction. It's not too late for a game changer. It's not too late to grab the controls of your life and decide you're going to come out of the spiral that's sending you straight into the ground! The even better news is that God has plans for you to be in a better place, too. Toward the end of Old Testament God's people had been in a downward spiral for quite some time. They had turned from worshiping the God who created everything to worshiping statues that looked like the things he had created. God didn't put up with it. He sent his people into a nosedive that ended with them at rock bottom as captives in a foreign land. But, even there God told them he had better things in mind for them. He told them that they would live in Babylon for 70 years, but then he would deliver and restore them because he wasn't done with them yet. Through the prophet, Jeremiah, he promised them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"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;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-19648" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-19649" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11-13 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better news is that God isn't done with you yet. If your heart is still beating, he still has plans for you. The best news is that God has already done the work to get you ready for his big plans. Over 2000 years ago God sent his Son to free us from his wrath and condemnation. God sent his Son to bear the punishment we deserved for our sin. Now God offers that to you if you will believe in his Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few weeks, our Journey at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CrossRoads&lt;/span&gt; Church will be guided by our desire to understand this belief in God's Son. We want 2009 to be characterized by happiness--not happiness that is dependent upon our health, finances or circumstances, but happiness that finds its delight in our God. In invite you to come with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John 3:16 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-1429408111982332129?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1429408111982332129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=1429408111982332129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1429408111982332129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1429408111982332129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-2935095016770681933</id><published>2008-07-17T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:41:53.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Wild Wacky Wet Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are pictures from 718 last night. We took a break from our usual activities to play some water games.  Our teenagers get together every Wednesday at 7:18 pm. All 6th-12th graders are invited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/crossroadsfortworth.org/YouthWackyWildWetNight"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/crossroadsfortworth.org/SH7CHSLFsnE/AAAAAAAAAx0/okSnPcKnaos/s160-c/YouthWackyWildWetNight.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/crossroadsfortworth.org/YouthWackyWildWetNight" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Youth Wacky Wild Wet Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-2935095016770681933?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2935095016770681933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=2935095016770681933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/2935095016770681933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/2935095016770681933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-from-wild-wacky-wet-wednesday.html' title='Pictures from Wild Wacky Wet Wednesday'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/crossroadsfortworth.org/SH7CHSLFsnE/AAAAAAAAAx0/okSnPcKnaos/s72-c/YouthWackyWildWetNight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5599358418862122429</id><published>2008-07-09T07:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T09:25:18.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you get rain last night? Yesterday afternoon we saw the dark clouds roll in. We heard thunder, and I said a little prayer: "Please, Father, give us a little rain." The amazing thing about rain is that we can spend hours and gallons of water watering our lawns and not come close to what the heavens can do for us in fifteen or twenty minutes. It's nice in a world that fights against us all the time to get a few minutes of refreshment as the rain comes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way God is. We can give 110% our whole lives and not accomplish what a few minutes of God's work can do in our lives. What's worse is that without God telling us, we don't even know what his blessing looks like. I love what the psalmist writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O God, you are my God,  earnestly I seek you;  my soul thirsts for you,  my body longs for you,  in a dry and weary land  where there is no water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 63:1 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thirsty for God? Do you know what thirsty feels like? What if you think that feeling is loneliness or stress or a midlife crisis, when you are actually feeling a deep, deep thirst for God? When I was a teenager, Jesus told me something that changed my life. Through the Apostle Matthew, he said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23316" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But seek first [your Heavenly Father's] kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 6:33 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus says it's that simple. We seek God. He meets our needs. He sends the rain. So, how do I seek God's kingdom? In John 3 Jesus tells us that there is one way into God's Kingdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In reply Jesus declared, "I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again... For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 3:3, 16 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belief in Jesus. In Jesus we have God's water--his refreshing spring--within us. He meets our physical, emotional, spiritual and relational needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited that I don't have to water my lawn today because God provided a better solution. If only the heavens' rain was as abundant as the water Jesus provides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-26161" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 4:14 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5599358418862122429?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5599358418862122429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5599358418862122429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5599358418862122429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5599358418862122429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/07/rain.html' title='Rain!'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-4506774947367485581</id><published>2008-06-28T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:31:09.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the rain... without a cell phone!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight I did something I haven't done in a long while. I needed some supplies for church, so I got in my car and headed to Office Depot. It was pouring down rain. I thought I'd give my wife a call to see if the house was still above water. Only, as I reached for my mobile phone, I found out it wasn't there. Then, the strangest thing happened. I felt free. My first thought wasn't, "What if my wife needs to get in touch," or, "What if I get a flat tire?" My first thought was, "Wow. For the next forty minutes no one can get in touch with me. For the next forty minutes I'm in my own world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love people. I love being connected. Maybe I need to turn of my phone from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Psalm 46:10 the psalmist speaks for God telling the nations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in all the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past when I have heard this verse, I thought it meant that believers should take time out from their busy lives to be still. Instead, God is not talking to believers. He's talking to his enemies. The psalmist has written that God makes wars cease. In verse 46 God calls out to his enemies to stop making war against him and trust in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many of us use our phones, PDAs, computers, iPods and game systems to war against God--to keep ourselves from really thinking about the depth of what he has done for us--to keep ourselves from relying completely on him--to give ourselves a sense of power in the midst of life's chaos--to engage in humanity's quest to prove that we are something apart from our savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-4506774947367485581?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4506774947367485581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=4506774947367485581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/4506774947367485581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/4506774947367485581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-rain-without-cell-phone.html' title='In the rain... without a cell phone!!!'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5886742998748823906</id><published>2008-06-27T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:43:35.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Shepherd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My wife and two friends celebrated birthdays this week. This morning as I have thought about that, I have thought about my own 33 years. Hopefully, I am just a little over a third of the way through my life--maybe closer to half. Like most of us Homo sapiens I spent the first twenty or so years trying desperately to figure out who I am. Not long after my 22nd birthday I got married. Then, I began trying to figure out who my wife is. (That's still a work in progress.) In the midst of these efforts, like all of us, I had to try and figure out all the other details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated from college in 1997. Like all college graduates, I had all the answers. Then, a couple years later &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(on my birthday)&lt;/span&gt; my boss took me out to lunch to inform me that I didn't have the foggiest idea what I was doing in my career. He was pretty much right. Now, eleven years later, I'm 33, and about every six months I have to ask myself if I really know what I'm doing--not just in my career but in just about every area of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the beautiful reality: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if I wake up tomorrow and realize that I don't have the foggiest idea what I'm doing, God does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never hear me claim to be the greatest pastor around. You'll never hear me claim we have the best church. What we do have is a bunch of deeply-flawed people who know that God loves us so much he sent his only Son to die, so our sins can be completely forgiven. We also know that if he loved us that much 2000 years ago, our completely sovereign God loves us enough to hold on to us and lovingly shepherd us throughout our lives. Jesus expressed this beautifully in John 10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sheep listen to my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="Jn 10:28"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give them eternal  life, and they will never perish; no one will snatch them from my  hand. My Father, who  has given them to me, is greater than all, and no one can snatch them from my  Father’s hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 10:27-29 NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thank God for his shepherding. I thank him that I will never be taken from his continual presence and eternal plan--even when I don't get it right--not because of what I have done but because my Shepherd died to pay the price for my sins and by his grace lovingly brought me into his flock. He really is good. Just as Jesus is the one who has made the purchase of my salvation, he will also be the one to sustain it. My confidence is not in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. My confidence is in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; to sustain my faith until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in a God like this? If you want to know more, send me a note: &lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;info@crossroadsfortworth.org&lt;/a&gt;. We'll talk about this God. We'll talk about his faithfulness. We'll talk about Christ's sacrifice that sealed the deal. We'll talk about his continual presence. We'll talk about the home he is preparing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am saved by grace alone through faith alone in Christ alone, and I will live for God's glory alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5886742998748823906?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5886742998748823906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5886742998748823906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5886742998748823906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5886742998748823906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-shepherd.html' title='The Good Shepherd'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-3056276737777037813</id><published>2008-06-18T11:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:37:44.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WE NEED YOUR HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the month of July we will be teaching a series called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's on Your Mind?&lt;/span&gt; This series will be focused on answering YOUR questions about God, faith, morality or anything else you can think of. Questions are listed on a poll on both of our blog pages. Please take a minute to let us know which question is most interesting to you. You are also welcome to submit a new question by clicking on the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org?subject=JULY%20SERIES%20QUESTION"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click here to add a question to be considered for our July teaching series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-3056276737777037813?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3056276737777037813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=3056276737777037813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3056276737777037813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3056276737777037813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-need-your-help.html' title='WE NEED YOUR HELP!'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-1288444816151122072</id><published>2008-05-24T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:38:21.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday we took a few minutes during our Sunday morning Worship Gatherings to write down what we are thankful for. Here's what our church family said in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music, food, friends, family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My loving family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Lord Jesus, good health, a place to serve, my church, my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My CrossRoads Church family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends who help us with no expectations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God sending hi son on our behalf, so we cann be free from death and have life everafter with him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This church and all its support and prayers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friendships&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My incredible family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My race car and the ability to work on and race it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family and friends who are giving and sacrificing for others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My wonderful marriage. It's been 2 years today!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our own facility to have youth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Redemption and inner peace and friends who tell you that it's okay to forgive yourself because God already has&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hubby, my sister &amp;amp; best friend and my kids--they are so much fun and full of joy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My wife and best friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family and church family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's revelation i my life, my family, my home, CrossRoads, my car, God's provision, green lights, good music, genuine people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My life, salvation, my family, this church, food, sweets, God, Jesus, heaven, the clothes on my back, music, school, youth camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's love and mercy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Savior who loved me so much that he died for my sins so that I could have eternal life and my church family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The gifts God gives me that allow me to provide for my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daughters who love Christ. Support of my church family through many trials in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A family that loves me, God and all his love for me, forgiveness for my mistakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being here at curch worshiping the Lord. I'm thankful for my family for doing things for me, my friends for always being there for me and also being my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being here in this church. It changed my life forever and being here with my girlfriend, too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends and family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The relationship I have with my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every day I have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God providing a home for my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freedom as revealed by God who opens my eyes to his world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus Christ and many other things&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding this church, my loved ones (friends and family), grace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freedom from the curse of sin and death, all is forgiven&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That there is nothing I can do to earn my salvation. I only have to have faith.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom and dad and brother, school, doggy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My wonderful mother, my loving husband, my beautiful baby boy and this amazing church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A God who allows me to cry out to him in good times and hard times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family, my husband, God's love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fantastic kids! My salvation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This wonderful church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-1288444816151122072?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1288444816151122072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=1288444816151122072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1288444816151122072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1288444816151122072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/05/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-1144482937833210027</id><published>2008-04-23T07:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:32:31.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Americanization of Coffee... and God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Where do you drink coffee? As long as it's good, I drink coffee anywhere I can get it. For some of us coffee is something we drink because we enjoy it, but let's be honest. Tom Hanks spoke for most of us in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've Got Mail&lt;/span&gt; when he called it "legal addictive stimulants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite places to get coffee is this little shop in Grapevine some friends turned us on to called &lt;a href="http://www.buongiornocoffee.net/"&gt;Buon Giorno&lt;/a&gt;. It's a little shop where they roast the beans themselves. They have free wi-fi and shelves full of books and board games, but don't go there if you're in a hurry. It literally takes them about five minutes to pour a cup of coffee. Why? Because at Buon Giorno coffee is about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt; experience--having a place to hang out where everyone knows your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to Starbucks. I like Buon Giorno, but I like Starbucks, too. Starbucks has gotten some bad press lately because people are saying they are becoming like McDonald's. Actually, I think what is happening is that McDonald's is offering what people were looking for at Starbucks--only cheaper. For the past ten years Starbucks has developed this process of making coffee that is efficient. You walk in, order your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grande, extra-hot, non-fat, triple, no-whip, extra-foam mocha,&lt;/span&gt; and by the time you get to the register, they hand it to you, zip your debit card, and you're on your way. The problem? As efficient as Starbucks has become, McDonald's is still quicker and cheaper. So, now Starbucks is trying to change their image and their menu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(By the way, their new Pike Place roast is great. Big, bold taste with almost no aftertaste. It does, however, taste like coffee. If you're a coffee drinker who doesn't really like coffee, stick to your caramel macchiato.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the problem Starbucks is going to run into is that we, Americans, don't usually want to sit and hang out while somebody makes our coffee. We want our stimulant quickly because we are on our way to work. Don't get me wrong, occasionally we like to enjoy coffee with friends or while we're reading a good book, but most of the time we think of coffee as a performance-enhancing drug not a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concern is that this is also the way we think about God and his family (church) most of the time. We occasionally reminisce about a meaningful experience we once had, but we really go to church to get our dose of God for the week as we scurry about the rest of our lives. This Sunday I encourage you to go to church and savor the words you hear. The Apostle Paul tells us in Romans 10 that the words of the gospel literally save our lives. They sometimes sting, but after the shock of hearing that I don't contribute anything to my salvation, the truth that Jesus has done it all for me gives me peace and hope. Then, there's God's family. You can find hope in a few songs and an effective description of the Message of Jesus, but church can be so much more... You can find people who will love you and care for you when life is hard. You can find a place where people encourage you and remind you that God loves you--even when you blow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday  come see us at the place God's family hangs out. If you don't already have someplace to go, come see us at &lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortworth.org/directions.html"&gt;CrossRoads&lt;/a&gt;. When you get to church, get some refreshments and find a comfortable place to sit. Then, say a little prayer. Tell your Heavenly Father thanks for sending his Son to show his love by dying for us. Ask him to introduce you to someone this morning who will be there for you when life gets hard to encourage you and remind you what Jesus' has done for us. Then, when someone comes to say "Hi", expect God to answer that prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for God, he has a place for you. Respond to him by going to find that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to see you Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-1144482937833210027?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1144482937833210027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=1144482937833210027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1144482937833210027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1144482937833210027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/04/americanization-of-coffee.html' title='The Americanization of Coffee... and God?'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-8545171933644835926</id><published>2008-04-17T10:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:29.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to cook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/SAdybDEDIaI/AAAAAAAAAos/iJHf6EheR9g/s1600-h/100_4343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/SAdybDEDIaI/AAAAAAAAAos/iJHf6EheR9g/s200/100_4343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190242904572109218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm one of those guys who enjoys cooking. Of course, I only cook manly food. My favorite food to cook is stir fry. A couple Christmases ago my parents got a wok for me. Three or four times a month I pour some peanut oil in that wok and fry up some chicken and veggies. I guess stir fry is manly food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I can't do without when cooking is a timer. I don't usually set my timer, though. When I start my food coking, I usually start my timer at zero and let it count up rather than backward. This gives me a better perspective on how long something has been cooking. I guess that probably makes me weird. The important thing is that regardless of which way my timer counts, the food still gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday I'm going to elaborate on an idea we scraped the surface of last Sunday. I threw out the idea that the time our faith in Jesus becomes most significant is at a funeral--especially our own! In our world where we can fix just about everything with medicine or surgery, I think it's hard for us to remember that one day we're going to be done--regardless of which way we have our timer running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need hope for our own funerals. The Good News is that we really do have hope when we're done. Come hear about it this Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-8545171933644835926?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8545171933644835926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=8545171933644835926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8545171933644835926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8545171933644835926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-like-to-cook.html' title='I like to cook...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/SAdybDEDIaI/AAAAAAAAAos/iJHf6EheR9g/s72-c/100_4343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-8931526657674457426</id><published>2008-04-03T08:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:53:52.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The fragrance of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Corinthians 2:14-16 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28824" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28825" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest senses for me to understand is my sense of smell. My wife and I have recently been house hunting. Every house had a different smell. Some smelled clean--they had a hint of lemon and bleach. Some houses smelled like animals. Don't get me wrong. I love animals, but the smell of animals inside a house doesn't give me some internal drive to purchase it. Probably the most interesting smell I noticed while house hunting was the smell of my grandparents' house. I can't place what the smell is, but there were a couple houses we entered that drew up deep emotions and memories. For some reason God has created us in such a way that our mind attaches certain aromas to emotions that are very central to who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that connection between our sense of smell and the core of who we are is what makes these verses from Paul's letter so powerful. Can you imagine the emotions of the Father when his Son was executed on our behalf? Can you imagine how deeply he must have felt grief that his only Son was dying a painful death, crushed under the punishment for every sin of every person who would ever believe in him? Can you imagine how great the joy as he knew that Jesus' death would usher every believer into the intimacy of his own family? It's with these deep emotions that we see Paul describe how we smell to God. He describes us as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the aroma of Christ&lt;/span&gt; to our Heavenly Father. Paul goes on to tell us that our odor is not only powerful to God but to the people around us. As we love the people around us and share the words that describe Jesus' sacrifice on our behalf, we are the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fragrance of life&lt;/span&gt; to those who are saved by God's grace. God's message through our words is the aroma that transforms the very heart of the people around us, by the power of God's Spirit, to give them new life through faith in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is going to be smelling you today? How are you going to show them God's love? How are you going to put words to God's love by telling them about God's gift to them in Jesus' sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you, Father, that through faith in your Son we are the aroma of Christ to you. Make us faithful to spread the fragrance of knowledge of Christ to others today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-8931526657674457426?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8931526657674457426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=8931526657674457426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8931526657674457426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8931526657674457426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/04/fragrance-of-life.html' title='The fragrance of life...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5492170221843263681</id><published>2008-03-21T15:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:27:49.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I lost something important to me this week. One of my most useful possessions is my iPod. It's nothing fancy--doesn't even have a color screen. It was given to me when one of our members got a new one. One of the coolest hand-me-downs I've ever received. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;We preachers get a lot of stuff handed down to us.&lt;/span&gt; Yesterday I misplaced it. I don't know about you, but I get pretty obsessive when I lose something I know I can't replace. This time was pretty bad. I was almost to the point of grieving when there it was--right where I left it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus tells us the story of a woman who lost a coin. You can read it for yourself in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=luke15"&gt;Luke 15&lt;/a&gt;. When she finds it she throws a party. As I studying this week, I was thinking about the cross. Jesus came to earth to die for humanity on a cross--probably one of the most gruesome, dishonorable ways to die. The book of &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=Hebrews12:2"&gt;Hebrews &lt;/a&gt;tells us that Jesus died &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;joyfully&lt;/span&gt;. Why? Because he knew that his death would give back the most important thing to him--his creation. He knew that when his life expired, the struggle with sin would be finished, and the punishment of everyone who believed in him would stay nailed to his cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes today, Friday, March 21st, good? I once was lost but now am found even though it cost Jesus his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on Resurrection Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5492170221843263681?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5492170221843263681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5492170221843263681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5492170221843263681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5492170221843263681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and found...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-6415595170259826681</id><published>2008-03-21T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:59:05.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything CrossRoads</title><content type='html'>If you are looking for a good way to keep up with everything going on at CrossRoads, below you will find a link to a web feed that will keep you up to date with our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pastor's Blog&lt;/span&gt; and Picasa picture page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a web feed? Here's a site that gives you a pretty good idea of what a web feed is and what it is good for: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_feed"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_feed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link for the feed: &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/crossroadsfortworth"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/crossroadsfortworth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't forget that Easter is this Sunday. Come worship with us and bring your kids for Easter Egg Hunts after each service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org?subject=WEB%20FEED%20HELP"&gt;Click here for help setting up our web feed.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortworth.org/directions.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-6415595170259826681?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6415595170259826681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=6415595170259826681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6415595170259826681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6415595170259826681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/03/everything-crossroads.html' title='Everything CrossRoads'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-8895027044411876973</id><published>2008-03-14T07:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:15:31.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why We Hunger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past Sunday we talked about fasting. That's something we don't generally make a big deal about at CrossRoads, but I thought in light of the Easter season, it was worth spending some time talking about. During the 40 days leading up to Easter, the church celebrates Lent. Lent is a time of prayer, fasting and self-denial that leads up to our remembrance of Jesus' death on Good Friday and resurrection on Easter Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, what's the deal with fasting? One of the best resources I've found on the spiritual side of fasting is a book by John Piper: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hunger-God-Desiring-through-Fasting/dp/0891079661/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1205499059&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Hunger for God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Piper explains that fasting is not about trying to earn God's favor. (We can never earn God's favor. Instead, we receive God's favor as a gift through faith in Jesus.) He also points out that fasting is not about trying to manipulate God to get him to do what we want. Fasting is about increasing our hunger for God. Piper points out that in a world full of good things--many of which are God's gifts--it's easy to become satisfied with God's gifts and lose our hunger to know him. We have all been guilty of neglecting to pray or read our Bibles regularly when things are good, haven't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for you this week is that you would be reminded of your hunger for God. I would encourage you to take some time this week to refuse to be satisfied with the stuff around you--maybe even food for a day--to really focus on your hunger for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 63:1 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O God, you are my God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;earnestly I seek you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my soul thirsts for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my body longs for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in a dry and weary land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where there is no water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-8895027044411876973?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8895027044411876973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=8895027044411876973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8895027044411876973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8895027044411876973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-we-hunger.html' title='Why We Hunger...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-486409757699850722</id><published>2008-02-14T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:34:51.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you have planned for your Valentine today? Maybe you've got roses on the way to her and have a big night of dinner and a movie planned. Maybe your like me and are looking forward to a quiet night at home with the spouse you love more than anyone else--home cooked meal, movie in the DVD player. That can be a great night if your life is as crazy as ours is. Isn't it great to be in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a movie yesterday that reminded me what love was about. One of our drummers and I went to see Cloverfield. It's a classic love story: Boy meets girl who becomes his best friend. Boy gets camcorder and falls in love with best-friend-girl. Boy with camcorder loses girl because he's stupid and can't make promises. Boy with camcorder runs across Manhattan to try and rescue girl from enormous monster that is eating the city alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be honest. What is love really about? Romantic love is about promises--specifically one promise that's made between a man and a woman that they will love each other until death parts them. What a great promise! The reality of our world is that this promise is hard for us to come by. Last night at seveneighteen, our Wednesday night youth meeting, one of our teenagers asked a question about love that implied, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What happens when the promise is over?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we find life-long love? The Bible tells us about a God who expressed his life-long love by giving up his own life for us. This Sunday we'll be looking specifically at God's promise for us. His promise is not only for life, but the Apostle Paul tells us that not even death is going to part us from his promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as you think about love, spend a few minutes thinking about God's love for us. Then, let your love promises reflect God's love-promise to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 8:38-39 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28140" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28141" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-486409757699850722?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/486409757699850722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=486409757699850722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/486409757699850722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/486409757699850722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5071567341357876429</id><published>2008-02-08T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T11:57:32.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>18 and 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, football season is over. The New England Patriots missed the perfect season by one game. Have you thought about what that must feel like? They would have been the first NFL team ever to go 19 and 0. Now, with one loss, not only did they not have an unprecedented perfect season, but they also missed out on their 4th NFL championship in 7 years. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe the 90s Cowboys are still the best team ever? &lt;/span&gt;I don't know about you, but that kind of feels like the story of my life. I get so much right sometimes, but then, just as I'm about to win, I come up short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we are beginning a series at CrossRoads called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Wins&lt;/span&gt;. It's a story about the one man who did not not come up 18 and 1. Better than that, his perfect victory is also the ultimate expression of God's love for us. The Bible tells us that Jesus is the perfect expression of God's love. The Bible tells us that Jesus is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one and only Son of God&lt;/span&gt; (John 3:16). This means that he is the same essence or being as God the Father. Jesus became completely human. He faced all the pain, suffering and temptation we face in this life. The difference was that he did not ever fail to live by God's law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night during the Jewish celebration of Passover Jesus knelt in a garden to pray knowing that he faced his own Super Bowl. That night he would be dragged by armed guards an illegal trial that would lead to his execution on the cross. That was Jesus' Super Bowl after his perfect season. After passing every test and temptation, Jesus faced his biggest challenge knowing that the next day he would give up his life for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 John 4:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5071567341357876429?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5071567341357876429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5071567341357876429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5071567341357876429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5071567341357876429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/02/18-and-1.html' title='18 and 1'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5321637790024999779</id><published>2008-02-04T12:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T12:21:10.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out our pics!</title><content type='html'>We just added pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can click on the link below to check out pictures of our recent events. Check back soon to see more of what's going on at CrossRoads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/crossroadsfortworth.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to add pictures you took at our events, send them to info@crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5321637790024999779?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5321637790024999779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5321637790024999779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5321637790024999779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5321637790024999779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2008/02/check-out-our-pics.html' title='Check out our pics!'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-2754836119390988193</id><published>2007-12-08T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T20:21:14.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weekend after Thanksgiving was the first Sunday I have been away from CrossRoads since I became Senior Pastor in 2003 except for trips out of country to do development work. It was an interesting experience for me. I attended my in-laws' church in Oklahoma after spending most of the week with family. Shelly and I walked in as the first song was getting started and slipped in next to my mother-in-law. We got to participate in worship the way everybody else does on Sunday mornings. There was a slightly nervous sixteen year old filling in for the normal music person. He did a good job, but there was n0thing spectacular about what happened that morning. As I stood singing, I was overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you who have attended CrossRoads have occasionally noticed that I lose a few words to a song because I am a little emotional. Well, this Sunday after Thanksgiving I had to completely stop singing because I was overwhelmed with who this God is that we worship. I was intrigued by my emotional reaction to the morning because it was so immediate. Out of nowhere I was blown away as my mind was flooded by the reality of God's goodness and the price Jesus paid to set us free. It wasn't the music. It wasn't the message about the vices of drinking alcohol. It was the reality that we serve a God who sent his only Son to receive our full shame, so we can be completely righteous in God's sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for everyone is that we would all be blown away by who our God is and what Jesus has done for us. I hope that every time you walk in the doors of a church building to worship with God's family, you would be blown away by all these crazy people God has saved for no other reason than to show everyone else his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you find yourself in church this Sunday expecting to be overwhelmed by the truth of who our God is. I know I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-2754836119390988193?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2754836119390988193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=2754836119390988193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/2754836119390988193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/2754836119390988193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-3034377751123395870</id><published>2007-11-19T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:40:58.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you prayed with someone lately? Last night at CrossRoads we kicked off our first weekly prayer meeting. I know I'll probably come off like Obvious Man, but it was great to get together with God's people to pray. It was really a breath of fresh air. We didn't do anything fancy. We just took a few minutes to get to know one another, read a short passage from the New Testament, shared some requests and prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny about prayer--prayer isn't magical, it's supernatural. What's the difference? Magic is us manipulating things to make something happen that is beyond explanation. Prayer isn't magical. There is no hocus pocus involved. Prayer is coming to God by the power of Jesus and simply making our requests known to him. We have confidence that God answers our prayers because by God's favor alone, through faith in Jesus alone, we are made his children as we trust completely in Jesus' death and resurrection for our forgiveness and favored standing before God. Then, we add God's family to our relationship with God. Group prayer becomes this incredible sharing of our faith in Jesus with one another as we enter God's presence in Jesus' name. As we pray, we receive instruction and insight hearing the prayers of others. We each express our understanding of God's instruction, promises and provision as we speak to God and one another. We share this deep part of who we are as we express our faith in Jesus as the complete provision for all of life's needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you prayed with someone lately? It's really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who came to our first weekly prayer meeting last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-3034377751123395870?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3034377751123395870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=3034377751123395870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3034377751123395870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3034377751123395870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/11/praying.html' title='Praying...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5767955635712241038</id><published>2007-09-24T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:14:56.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my friends recently read and blogged about a book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret&lt;/span&gt;. It's been a bestseller for quite some time. The author tells readers that there is a secret to life that we get what we think about. Focus your mind on good things, and you will get them. Think about bad things and you'll get stuck with them. OK, I know that's an oversimplification, but that's the premise of the book. This isn't a new idea. I remember when I was working in a Christian bookstore during college, it carried several books by authors claiming the Christian faith who made the same kinds of assertions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about faith in Jesus is that there are no more secrets. This morning, as I was reading in Romans, I ran across these verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now to him who is able to strengthen you according to my gospel and the  proclamation of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation of the mystery that  had been kept secret for long ages, but now is disclosed, and through the prophetic  scriptures has been made known to all the nations, according to the command of  the eternal God, to bring about the obedience of faith – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="Ro 16:27"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the only wise God,  through Jesus Christ, be glory forever! Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 16:25-27 NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the wrap-up verses of the entire book of Romans. Romans is a letter that was written by the Apostle Paul to the believers in living in Rome during the First Century. In this letter Paul tells us THE secret. He clearly spells out for us the reality of our condition and our hope. Then, here at the end of his letter he tells us that the secret is a secret no more. The secret became the revelation when Christ became human and completely revealed God to us. Then, after clearly revealing God, he died because we needed someone to step in and take the wrath of God, so our sins can be forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tragedy it would be if the Good News about God would have remained a secret. If you've not spent a few minutes with God yet today, take a minute or two and pray thanking him for revealing the secret. Thank him for sending his Son not only to reveal him to us but to die, so our sins can be forgiven. Thank him for the gift of faith he gives us, so we can believe in Jesus' saving work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5767955635712241038?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5767955635712241038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5767955635712241038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5767955635712241038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5767955635712241038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-8626677025763510600</id><published>2007-09-20T08:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T09:03:39.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tase me, Bro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You've probably seen the video from the University of Florida of the student who was tased during a John Kerry lecture. As I was reading in Romans this morning, I was reading about the Law and the freedom we have in Jesus. I am continually amazed by how we teach about our salvation. We teach people that our salvation is free. There's nothing we can do to earn it. It's not about what we do but what Jesus has done for us. Then, once they have trusted in Jesus, we do the very thing Jesus condemned the religious leaders for doing. We lay heavy burdens of laws on their shoulders. Why? Because our whole lives people have laid those burdens on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about how often I've had coffee with people who have come to our church, and their hearts have said to me, "Don't tase me, Bro." Many people who come to CrossRoads have blown it. They have made some decisions that they regret. They find themselves in a place they never thought they would be because their family, job or their whole life has fallen apart around them. Their friends and family have judged them, and what's worse is that they know it's their own fault. As I talk with hurting people, I'm always reminded of Isaiah's description of Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 12:20 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we have the Law of God written on our hearts, we know when we sin. Sometimes we do our best to ignore it, but we know. In the Law we come face to face with God's righteousness, and we are condemned. When someone comes to us broken by their own sin, what they need to hear is the Gospel. This week I talked with our teenagers about what the Gospel is. I told them that the Gospel is the reality that Jesus died to make us right with God when we had no desire to be made right with Him. This is what we need to remind each other. When we trust in Jesus, we are never again condemned by God. All of God's punishment for every believer was poured out on Jesus 2,000 years ago as he died on the cross. When the punishment had been atoned for, he cried out from the cross, "It is finished!" And it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, be encouraged. If you have trusted in Jesus, you are forgiven. If you have never trusted in Jesus but think there might be something to this, God is waiting for you to trust in him and become part of his family--his family of freedom, forgiveness and hope for life's journey. And, when you hear someone this week saying, "Don't tase me, Bro." Tell them about God's favor and offer them the same break God has offered to all of us who believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-8626677025763510600?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/8626677025763510600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=8626677025763510600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8626677025763510600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/8626677025763510600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-tase-me-bro.html' title='Don&apos;t tase me, Bro!'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5297414390344572813</id><published>2007-09-18T07:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T07:42:15.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days and Counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you as excited as I am? We are just 5 days out from our Grand Opening in our new facility! I've got several people to invite today. Let's pray together as we reach out to people around us who are looking for the incredible grace of God. As you work to invite your friends, neighbors, coworkers and family, pray for everyone involved in our Worship Gatherings--our Welcome Team, Children's Team, Tech Team, band and me--that we would share the truth of the Gospel in an exciting way this Sunday. Thanks for your prayers and all your work getting us into our new home. Thanks for helping make sure God's house is full this Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So his master said, "Go out into the country lanes and behind the hedges and urge anyone you find to come, so that the house will be full."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke 14:23 NLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5297414390344572813?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5297414390344572813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5297414390344572813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5297414390344572813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5297414390344572813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/5-days-and-counting.html' title='5 Days and Counting...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-5360118064635846674</id><published>2007-09-06T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T09:12:36.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blessed Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have I ever shared one of my pet peeves with you? It makes me crazy when people tell me to "Have a blessed day." Actually, just about any use of the world "blessed" rubs me the wrong way. "Blessed" has become some kind of weird buzzword in the Christian subculture. It seems like its use is closer to the the way fraternities use a secret handshake than the biblical use of the word. When I hear somebody use it, I feel like they might as well be saying, "Don't worry. Be happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me crazy because in the Bible the word "bless" has a very specific meaning. God's blessing is his grace. It's his undeserved favor in our lives. "Blessed" doesn't mean happy or nice or fun. "Blessed" means someone is saved by grace through faith in the work of Jesus--his life, death and resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess it's OK to say, "Have a blessed day," if by that you are encouraging someone to live in the grace of God. The problem is that the blessing of God is a heavy thing--heavy in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to the Future&lt;/span&gt; sense. Blessing is not something I can flippantly offer as someone leaves my house or my place of business. God's favor is something I desperately cry out to God the Father to dispense in someone's life as he causes his Spirit to draw them to Jesus. Look at the way Paul quotes Psalm 32 to describe God's blessing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 4:7-8 NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are those whose lawless deeds are forgiven, and whose sins are covered;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blessed is the one against whom the Lord will never count sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing is not a state of  mind we wish someone. Blessing is the new life we find in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we be careful with words of grace that they may not be cheapened by over use but powerful words describing the favor we have found by faith in our Lord Jesus Christ. May we remember our own blessing as our words and lives proclaim with the hymn writer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sin, not in part but the whole, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth?subject=Add%20me%20to%20PASTOR%20BLOG%21"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to receive an email every time a new blog is posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-5360118064635846674?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5360118064635846674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=5360118064635846674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5360118064635846674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/5360118064635846674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/blessed-life.html' title='The Blessed Life...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-829892307748291446</id><published>2007-09-05T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:23:00.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy or Misunderstanding?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I was reading one of my favorite books of the New Testament: Romans. I probably read it a couple times a month. It's a beautiful book about God's grace. In Romans Paul reflects on the deep way sin has broken us and calls us to give up on religious rituals to trust in God's grace. Maybe one of the Bible's most refreshing statements comes in Romans 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 5:8 NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But God demonstrates his own love for us, in that while we were still sinners,  Christ died for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the first chapter of Romans Paul describes why we have no excuse. He writes that we have all seen the glory of God in creation but have chosen to worship the creation we can see rather than the Creator we cannot see. He ends the passage with the statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romans 1:29-31 NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They are filled with every kind of unrighteousness,  wickedness, covetousness, malice. They are rife with envy, murder,  strife, deceit, hostility. They are gossips, slanderers, haters of God, insolent, arrogant,  boastful, contrivers of all sorts of evil, disobedient to parents, senseless,  covenant-breakers, heartless, ruthless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Paul is describing what sin has done to humanity. Because we have rebelled against God, he has turned us over to our evil desires, and we have become all these things--every one of us. As a matter of fact, Paul goes on in the next chapter to write that we are without excuse when we judge people. To judge someone else is to condemn ourselves because we act the very same way everyone else does. Paul has not yet gotten to the Good News. The Good News is that even though every one of us rebels against God, all who will trust in Jesus are forgiven. Jesus came to earth, lived over 30 years without every rebelling against God and died on a cross to accept God's wrath in our place. Since God's wrath has been satisfied in Jesus, anyone who chooses to trust in Jesus as their only way to pleasing God is completely forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is saddened every time I hear someone say how they have been judged by a Christian. In those times I wonder if we Christians really are hypocrites. Have we forgotten that we have not done one single thing to make ourselves worthy of God's grace? Have we lost sight of the cross by thinking that we have done something to deserve God's favor? Or are we misunderstood? Do our friends and neighbors see our attempts to help them live better by encouraging them to avoid certain sins come across like judgment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's too easy to forget the reality of the Gospel. It's too easy for us to begin believing that we are somebody--that we have gotten something right. The reality is that there is only One who got something right, and not one of us is him. May we never give our friends who do not yet believe in Jesus a reason for misunderstanding. May we admit our flaws so the grace of God may be magnified in the eyes of those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-829892307748291446?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/829892307748291446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=829892307748291446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/829892307748291446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/829892307748291446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/hypocrisy-or-misunderstanding.html' title='Hypocrisy or Misunderstanding?'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-1925216047468604419</id><published>2007-08-31T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:31.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In over my head...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtewYv2TUjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Iq2wZ2ZXiqk/s1600-h/0829071750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtewYv2TUjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Iq2wZ2ZXiqk/s400/0829071750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104742641855320626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's late. It's been late now for several nights in a row. I probably don't have time to be blogging right now, but it's pretty therapeutic. I need a few minutes to reflect on this week. It's been one of those weeks that has been really long, but my head is spinning because it's gone by so quickly. If it wasn't for the fact that there is always one immediately urgent need after another, I don't think I'd know where to start! Brian and I have both spent a lot of time at the new facility this week waiting for contractors to show up and get a few important things done. It really feels strange to sit in a building with no table or desk and no high-speed internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been exciting to see things come together this week. Tuesday the carpets got cleaned. Wednesday Delta Signs installed our sign for us. It looks great! If you haven't seen it yet, come by about 8:15 some evening as dusk is settling in. Tonight we got speakers put up in our worship area. Our worship space in the new facility is very wide and shallow. I was a little concerned about how the room would sound, but it sounds great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to update you on how things are going. Here are a few pictures from the past couple weeks. I hope you are able to make it Sunday at 10:30 am as we meet in our new space for the first time. Please also plan on being part of our Grand Opening on Sunday, September 23rd. If you know someone who has been part of CrossRoads in the past, invite them to come check out our new place that Sunday. It's going to be a blast. I can't wait to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crazy ride these past few months. Thanks for being a part of it. Somebody asked my wife what we would be doing for Labor Day. She wisely told them we would be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rtew5_2TUkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wVzYAtuLq4s/s1600-h/100_3803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rtew5_2TUkI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wVzYAtuLq4s/s200/100_3803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104743213085971010" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rtew6P2TUlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/d2xYClz0M_4/s1600-h/100_3804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rtew6P2TUlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/d2xYClz0M_4/s200/100_3804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104743217380938322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rtew6f2TUmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4cD8HU_ymOg/s1600-h/100_3829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rtew6f2TUmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4cD8HU_ymOg/s200/100_3829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104743221675905634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtexUv2TUqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3z8c7K66ANY/s1600-h/100_3836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtexUv2TUqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3z8c7K66ANY/s200/100_3836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104743672647471778" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtexU_2TUrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OgpIsI1nyFg/s1600-h/100_3839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtexU_2TUrI/AAAAAAAAAIU/OgpIsI1nyFg/s200/100_3839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104743676942439090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-1925216047468604419?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1925216047468604419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=1925216047468604419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1925216047468604419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1925216047468604419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-over-my-head.html' title='In over my head...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RtewYv2TUjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Iq2wZ2ZXiqk/s72-c/0829071750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-7667275759555371381</id><published>2007-08-17T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:32.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction Update</title><content type='html'>Here are a few more pictures from the work that is happening at our new facility. Remember September 2nd will be our first Worship Gathering in the new facility!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmXP2TUTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HY9oE4ZOG8c/s1600-h/081607_18521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmXP2TUTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HY9oE4ZOG8c/s200/081607_18521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099735440132624690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmW_2TUSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1WoukM8jMUE/s1600-h/081607_18511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmW_2TUSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1WoukM8jMUE/s200/081607_18511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099735435837657378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmXf2TUUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N0ZpqpT-Kck/s1600-h/081607_18531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmXf2TUUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N0ZpqpT-Kck/s200/081607_18531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099735444427592002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-7667275759555371381?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7667275759555371381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=7667275759555371381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/7667275759555371381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/7667275759555371381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/construction-update.html' title='Construction Update'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RsXmXP2TUTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/HY9oE4ZOG8c/s72-c/081607_18521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-1298693941960873984</id><published>2007-08-13T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T08:13:26.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haltom City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossRoads Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Richland Hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richland Hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of Ascent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm'/><title type='text'>Content like a child...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning as I read Psalms 120-134, the Songs of Ascents, this psalm in particular stood out to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=psalm131"&gt;Psalm 131&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could the Holy Spirit have possibly inspired David to pick a more meaningful word picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am content like the young child I carry."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 131:2b NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister as well as several of our close friends have recently had children. It seems like almost everywhere we go there are babies to hold. Maybe one of the most beautiful expressions of trust and love is in those moments when I have watched these young children begin to get tired or experience some other discomfort. What do they do? They instinctively reach for mom or dad. Then, everything is OK. They are content. I would imagine this usually brings mom and dad a deep contentment, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While our heavenly Father doesn't have arms to wrap around us, he was so determined to show us his love and make us content in his presence that while we were his enemies, he sent his only Son to die on our behalf. Now, by grace through faith in Jesus and his work, we can be contented by our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CrossRoads Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-1298693941960873984?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1298693941960873984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=1298693941960873984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1298693941960873984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1298693941960873984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/content-like-child.html' title='Content like a child...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-3777141110188564239</id><published>2007-08-11T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:33.539-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haltom City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossRoads Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new facility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remodel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Richland Hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richland Hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='construction'/><title type='text'>A Splash of Color...</title><content type='html'>We have started painting! Here are a couple rooms Lisa and Karen have started with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the room for our babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before and After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr29kxliYdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YMk1H2viC58/s1600-h/100_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr29kxliYdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YMk1H2viC58/s200/100_3617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097438792736989650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr27XxliYaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SQ2EsRNMLgg/s1600-h/100_3794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr27XxliYaI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SQ2EsRNMLgg/s200/100_3794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097436370375434658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This room will be our office:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before and After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr294BliYeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/J91jo1bdgWE/s1600-h/100_3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr294BliYeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/J91jo1bdgWE/s200/100_3613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097439123449471458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr27YBliYbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M4b6mEYTOn4/s1600-h/100_3796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr27YBliYbI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M4b6mEYTOn4/s200/100_3796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097436374670401970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just three more Sundays at Spicer Elementary before we move in. Make sure to check our &lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt; page to be part of our move-in activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CrossRoads Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-3777141110188564239?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3777141110188564239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=3777141110188564239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3777141110188564239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3777141110188564239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/splash-of-color.html' title='A Splash of Color...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rr29kxliYdI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YMk1H2viC58/s72-c/100_3617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-6987733238461402294</id><published>2007-08-10T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:45:58.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Big Hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I confess this to you, that I worship the God of our ancestors according to  the Way (which they call a sect), believing everything that is according to the  law and that  is written in the prophets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" name="Ac 24:15"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a hope in God (a hope that these men themselves  accept too) that there is going to be a resurrection of both the righteous and  the unrighteous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acts 24:14-15 NET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What are you hoping for from faith? As a pastor, I talk with a lot of different people about faith. Actually, most conversations I have are about faith. It's interesting to me to see what people are looking for from faith. Sometimes it has something to do with guilt. We do things we know we shouldn't do; then, we feel guilty. We want our guilt to be absolved, so we look to faith. Most of the time it is about family. Someone has come to a crisis: a struggling marriage or rebellious teenager. They turn to faith for an answer to their family crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I usually find as I talk with people about ethical problems like guilt or family is that they have made a series of bad decisions that lead to bad habits that lead to broken relationships. They come to me asking for 6 easy steps to restoring a relationship or being a better spouse or a better parent. My struggle is that the Bible addresses a problem deeper than marriage or raising teenagers. The Bible's message beats continually with the sound of our imminent foe: death. The Bible begins with the story of how death entered the human race and ends with its ultimate defeat. Every page in between tells the story of how humanity has tried for thousands of years to cheat death and yet died. Then, there was Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people I talk to come to the Bible looking for healing because in the pages of the New Testament Jesus healed people. Many people I talk to come to the Bible looking for advice because Jesus imparted great wisdom during his time on earth. A couple years ago, I talked with a man who was literally on his death bed. He didn't ask me what the Bible says about fixing his marriage. He didn't ask me what the Bible says about raising kids. He asked how I know he can have confidence that when his body quits breathing, that won't be the end. Then, I shared the real hope, the Big Hope of the Bible. I told him that he can have confidence because Jesus' life did not end in death. He died, but he was resurrected as the first among many who put their hope in him. This is the Big Hope. This Hope frees us. This Hope transforms our lives. This Hope makes our hearts beat with the desire to share this Hope with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CrossRoads Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-6987733238461402294?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6987733238461402294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=6987733238461402294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6987733238461402294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6987733238461402294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-hope.html' title='The Big Hope...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-1339469161276663438</id><published>2007-08-09T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:33.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wider Door...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before and after: from one door to two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rrtd7hliYZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CfY81niCiRA/s1600-h/space+at+front+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rrtd7hliYZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CfY81niCiRA/s200/space+at+front+door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096770680509325714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rrtd7RliYYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tiEPNL13PYw/s1600-h/100_3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rrtd7RliYYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tiEPNL13PYw/s200/100_3792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096770676214358402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's our latest construction update. This week our contractor installed a double door at our entrance. This will help a lot as we move in and out between our two Worship Gatherings on Sunday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's a good time to let you know about our schedule. When we move to our new facility on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 2nd, we will stay with our current schedule with one Worship Gathering at 10:30 am.&lt;/span&gt; Beginning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday, September 16th, we will begin a new schedule with two Worship Gatherings 9:30 and 11:00 am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both Gatherings will have fully-implemented children's Sunday School and contain identical teaching, music, etc.&lt;/span&gt; We will begin advertising these Worship Gatherings to our neighborhood the week of our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Grand Opening, September 23rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you getting excited yet? I know I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CrossRoads Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-1339469161276663438?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1339469161276663438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=1339469161276663438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1339469161276663438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/1339469161276663438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/wider-door.html' title='A Wider Door...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rrtd7hliYZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CfY81niCiRA/s72-c/space+at+front+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-7933060748058367039</id><published>2007-08-07T08:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:08:07.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's always about the Message...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week I've been reading the book of Acts as well as several Psalms. The book of Acts is about the work of the Apostles as the Church began immediately following Jesus' ascension into heaven. When most people think about the stories from the book of acts, they think about the church speaking in strange languages and the Apostles miraculously healing people.  What's funny is that as we look at the stories in Acts, we find that it's not about the miracles; it's about the Message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Acts 13 Paul and Barnabas have arrived in a city name Paphos. There they are speaking with the proconsul who is accompanied by a magician of some kind named Elymas. Elymas did not like the message of the gospel, so he worked to turn the proconsul away from the faith as Paul and Barnabas taught. When Paul had enough, he declared that Elymas would become blind, and immediately he was unable to see. The next verse is pretty interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then when the proconsul saw what had happened, he believed, because he was greatly astounded at the teaching about the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Acts 13:12 NET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It wasn't Elymas' blindness that made the real news with the proconsul. He was astounded at the teaching not with the miracle that had been performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes it's easy for us to think, "If God would just work a miracle, people would believe." Even when God was working miracles through his followers on a regular basis, it was the Message not the miracles that brought people to God. Jesus in the four Gospels and the Apostles in Acts clearly teach that the miracles were signs demonstrating the validity of the gospel. Today, we rely on something much more powerful than miracles to verify the truth claims of our faith, but that's for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is power in the Message of Jesus. Who in your life needs to hear the Message? How are you providing opportunities for them to hear it? The gospel is the power of God. Look for an opportunity today to use this incredible power of God to make a difference in the lives of people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;CrossRoads Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossroadsfortoworth.org/"&gt;www.crossroadsfortoworth.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsfortworthevents.blogspot.com/"&gt;Upcoming Events&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@crossroadsfortworth.org"&gt;Contact Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-7933060748058367039?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7933060748058367039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=7933060748058367039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/7933060748058367039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/7933060748058367039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-always-about-message.html' title='It&apos;s always about the Message...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-3804813430837152683</id><published>2007-08-06T09:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:08:46.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 More Sundays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The official countdown is 3 more Sundays before we move into our new facility. Over the next few weeks as we prepare for our move, we will be building our worship gatherings on several different Psalms.  This morning I began thinking through the next few weeks by reading Psalms know as the Songs of Ascent: Psalms 120-134.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=psalm134"&gt;Psalm 134&lt;/a&gt; is written for the priests who served in the ancient Jerusalem Temple overnight. It calls out to remind them that during their work caring for the Temple, they are to continually turn their thoughts to the God, the Creator of heaven and earth, who is worshipped there. They are reminded that their work is their act of worship to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bible?passage=revelation1:4-6"&gt;Revelation 1:4-6&lt;/a&gt; the Apostle John tells us that Christ has made everyone who believes in him a kingdom of priests to serve God. We serve God day and night by communicating the Message that our High Priest, Jesus Christ, has offered himself as the final sacrifice removing sin and God's wrath from the lives of everyone who believes in him. Just as the priests who served God in the ancient Jerusalem Temple faced the temptation of allowing their work cleaning the Temple and preparing it for worship, we too face the danger of allowing this holy truth that has changed our lives to become ordinary to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The LORD, the Creator of heaven and earth, has blessed us from Zion. He has made our complete forgiveness his free gift to us in the perfect life and death of his Son, Jesus Christ. Consider this gift God has given us and allow it to change your perspective. Stand back from your tasks for just a moment to gaze at the glory of the Temple whose foundation and cornerstone is Christ and is being built up as the lives of all his followers are brought together for his glory. Consider how your life has been changed by the truth that, once you have trusted in Jesus, nothing you ever do will make God love you less because you are completely forgiven in Jesus body that was broken and blood that was spilt on the cross. The truth that, once you have trusted in Jesus, nothing you do will ever make God love you more since God views every believer as though he or she has perfectly kept the law because Jesus perfectly kept the law on our behalf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-3804813430837152683?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3804813430837152683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=3804813430837152683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3804813430837152683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3804813430837152683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/3-more-sundays.html' title='3 More Sundays...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-266354399240518772</id><published>2007-08-03T08:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:09:57.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Partnership in the Gospel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 1:3-5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning's blog is going to take two posts to do justice to what I read in Philippians 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One of the most important aspects of the Christian life is gathering with other believers. I once heard a teacher point out that when God's family gets together, there is no more important place for believers to be. Not even an appointment with the president should preempt gathering with God's family. Why? Because we need to be with one another to encourage each other. We need to remind each other of the reality of the Good News that in spite of our rebellion against God, we are forgiven and righteous because of Jesus' death on the cross. And, because Jesus rose from the grave, not even death will be victorious over us. This reality for all who trust in Jesus is the Gospel. If we neglect gathering with God's people to be encouraged and reminded of this reality, we begin to despair and begin trying to please God by earning our own righteousness. This futility drives us farther into despair and causes us to run from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The irony, I suppose, is that when life gets hard, church is one of the first things to go. Honestly, that's human nature. Our first ancestors taught us how to run from God. When they rebelled, they did not run to God's mercy. They ran into the bushes and tried to cover their shameful nakedness with fig leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One day life will get hard for you. You will commit some sin you can't forgive yourself for, or your marriage will go through a rocky time, or maybe you will have a son or daughter who rebels against everything you have taught them. When that happens, you will have a choice. You can run from God, his family and everything that Jesus did for you, or you can run to  a church family where you will find the love of God as you are reminded that Jesus completely took the wrath of God for every person who believes in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wherever you attend church, come be reminded of the Gospel this Sunday. If you are looking for a church home in North Texas, come celebrate the truth of the Gospel with us. We get together at 10:30 am, and you're invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mapquest.com/maps/map.adp?formtype=address&amp;country=US&amp;amp;amp;amp;popflag=0&amp;latitude=&amp;amp;longitude=&amp;name=&amp;amp;phone=&amp;level=&amp;amp;addtohistory=&amp;cat=&amp;amp;address=4300+Estes+Park+Rd&amp;city=Haltom+City&amp;amp;state=TX&amp;amp;zipcode=76137"&gt;Click here for a map to our meeting place.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-266354399240518772?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/266354399240518772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=266354399240518772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/266354399240518772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/266354399240518772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/partnership-in-gospel.html' title='Partnership in the Gospel...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-4724533881651374101</id><published>2007-08-03T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:34.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word of Thanks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 1:3-5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrMvmxliYWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B-r_EOhTT2U/s1600-h/100_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094467946678477154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrMvmxliYWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B-r_EOhTT2U/s200/100_1568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I take a few minutes to think about all the people with whom &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrMvXxliYVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZMb_Dc3dtms/s1600-h/100_1568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I work side-by-side for the sake of the Gospel, I am blown away. I think of mentors and teachers who have influenced me. I think of friends I have walked alongside for years. I think of my brothers and sisters on the other side of the world. I think of my church family that I see every Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Sunday our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CrossRoads&lt;/span&gt; Church family is going to be thanking and celebrating some of our most important partners in the Gospel. Our little church, who for right now has about 100 people each Sunday morning, has about 25 people who serve regularly teaching our children the truth of the Gospel. To all of you who serve in this most important task, thank you. Thank you for loving our children and our church family enough to take the time and energy it takes to tell our most important Sunday morning attenders the most important truth they will ever hear. You are investing in people who have as many as 80 years in front of them to be our partners in the Gospel because you are taking time to touch their lives now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Truly, there are no words to sufficient to express my thanks. Keep up this best work! We need you to continue to answer this most important call to share the Gospel with our most important people. You're awesome! THANK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-4724533881651374101?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4724533881651374101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=4724533881651374101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/4724533881651374101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/4724533881651374101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/word-of-thanks.html' title='A Word of Thanks...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrMvmxliYWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B-r_EOhTT2U/s72-c/100_1568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-6224739540843246806</id><published>2007-08-02T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:37.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction under way...</title><content type='html'>Construction has begun on our new facility. Here are some pre-construction and current pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the foyer. You can see that a wall has been removed and double doors have been added for the entry to the worship area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ7RliYPI/AAAAAAAAADM/mKJAENpVf6c/s1600-h/100_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293476516978930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ7RliYPI/AAAAAAAAADM/mKJAENpVf6c/s200/100_3636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKRYRliYUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4Hts0oiFIyQ/s1600-h/100_3774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293974733185346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKRYRliYUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4Hts0oiFIyQ/s200/100_3774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wall has been constructed to create a hallway along the back of the worship area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ8RliYSI/AAAAAAAAADk/kw1BwJrEx6c/s1600-h/100_3630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293493696848162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ8RliYSI/AAAAAAAAADk/kw1BwJrEx6c/s200/100_3630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ7hliYQI/AAAAAAAAADU/e_dJfdNZLU0/s1600-h/100_3776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293480811946242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ7hliYQI/AAAAAAAAADU/e_dJfdNZLU0/s200/100_3776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This area was enclosed and a double door was added to the west end of the worship area:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ8hliYTI/AAAAAAAAADs/NzdIFO5VvHI/s1600-h/100_3629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293497991815474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ8hliYTI/AAAAAAAAADs/NzdIFO5VvHI/s200/100_3629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ8BliYRI/AAAAAAAAADc/yJYH-tTRBG8/s1600-h/100_3780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293489401880850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ8BliYRI/AAAAAAAAADc/yJYH-tTRBG8/s200/100_3780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll keep you posted. We just have 4 more Sundays before we move in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-6224739540843246806?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6224739540843246806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=6224739540843246806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6224739540843246806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6224739540843246806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/construction-under-way.html' title='Construction under way...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/RrKQ7RliYPI/AAAAAAAAADM/mKJAENpVf6c/s72-c/100_3636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-3030866143874933164</id><published>2007-08-01T07:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:10:51.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>but if it is from God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever read Acts chapter 5? The Apostles have already been thrown in jail a couple times. God has worked miraculously to free them, and without regard to an order from the religious leaders, they are back in the Temple teaching about Jesus.  They are arrested and brought before the national religious leaders.  When they are threatened, they tell the religious leaders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We must obey God rather than people. The God of our forefathers raised up Jesus, whom you seized and killed by hanging him on a tree. God exalted him to his right hand as Leader and Savior, to give repentance to Israel and forgiveness of sins. And we are witnesses of these events, and so is the Holy Spirit whom God has given to those who obey him.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acts 5:29-32 NET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What audacity! What confidence! There in front of the national religious leaders the Apostles don't back down from teaching in the Temple.  They, instead, clearly communicate the message they have been teaching the people, but that's not what I find most interesting about this story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next, one of the most influential teachers takes the floor.  He has the Apostles sent out and tells his fellow religious leaders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So in this case I say to you, stay away from these men and leave them alone, because if this plan or this undertaking originates with people, it will come to nothing, but if it is from God, you will not be able to stop them, or you may even be found fighting against God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acts 5:38-39 NET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you and I believe we serve the greatest being in the universe? Do we believe that we are messengers of the One True God? Do we truly believe that we serve the One who has conquered even death on our behalf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around the world at this very moment our brothers and sisters are finding out the greatness of our God as they are standing for him at gunpoint. They have been losing their lives, but what they have cannot be taken from them. Even now, they are together in the presence of our Savior. Today, let's pray for them that God, in his mercy, would release them to return to their families, but let's pray that our God in his power would give them confidence that as their lives are take one by one, they will answer with boldness that they must obey God rather than men and boldly proclaim the truth of Jesus to their captors.  Let's pray that we would be emboldened by their sacrifice that we would follow them to the ends of the earth to tell His story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-3030866143874933164?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/3030866143874933164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=3030866143874933164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3030866143874933164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/3030866143874933164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/but-if-it-is-from-god.html' title='but if it is from God...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-4397572237018466466</id><published>2007-07-31T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:11:06.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>times of refreshing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This morning I've been reading from the book of Acts in the New Testament. Acts opens with Jesus' last words to his followers before ascending into heaven. Then, it begins to tell the story of the first days of the Church. Chapters 2 and 3 contain the first messages of the Apostles. In each of these sermons Peter takes the lead telling crowds who have gathered the Message of Jesus. Each of these messages promises life, hope and a fresh start. However, they begin with the chilling indictment that it was the crowd who killed the man who came to give them life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Although we are living 2,000 years later, that indictment is leveled at us as well. Our sin killed the one man who did not deserve to die, but that's not the end of the story. This tragedy turned to hope as three days later Jesus rose from the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is our hope: in Jesus, our death is not the end. So, how do we participate in this hope? In both these chapters of Acts Peter tells the crowd that has gathered that they must simply repent and turn to God. What's so hard about that? Have you ever tried to turn away from the actions your know are sin in your life? What's so hard is that we can't. We have no more ability to follow Jesus than a corpse has ability to climb out of a grave, but just as Jesus rose from the grave, in him we have the power to be resurrected from our spiritual death right now. The message is simple; the action is miraculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-4397572237018466466?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4397572237018466466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=4397572237018466466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/4397572237018466466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/4397572237018466466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/times-of-refreshing.html' title='times of refreshing...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180498786474028640.post-6484656908418463404</id><published>2007-07-30T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:35:37.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the transformation begin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rq4RmBliYGI/AAAAAAAAACI/QbvB5sBy7po/s1600-h/100_3654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093027573561188450" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rq4RmBliYGI/AAAAAAAAACI/QbvB5sBy7po/s200/100_3654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rq4RmhliYHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a4rxd18i0Vw/s1600-h/100_3636.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rq4RmxliYII/AAAAAAAAACY/rrV-_zFWQxI/s1600-h/100_3630.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rq4RnRliYJI/AAAAAAAAACg/XC4qWBJkLMI/s1600-h/100_3629.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do you think of when you think of church? The Bible tells us that the church is God's people working together to share the Message of Jesus. While this definition doesn't have anything to do with buildings, one reality of being a church is that in many ways we are defined by the place our church family meets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the past nine years our church family has been defined by a place we move in and out of every Sunday. Potentially, this offers many assets as well as many liabilities. Temporary facilities like schools or theaters (the places we have met since CrossRoads began) offer flexibility and a lot of space for very little money. However, they also limit our ability to meet as God's family at times other than Sunday morning. So, the time has come for us to move into our first full-time facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week renovations will begin our our new 5,000 square foot space on Boulevard 26 in North Richland Hills, Texas. Our first meeting in this new facility is scheduled for September 2nd, and we will have our official kick-off Sunday on September 23rd. I'll keep this page updated with our progress. If you live in the area, we'd love for you to join us at 6331 Boulevard 26 on September 23rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Make sure to check out www.crossroadsfortworth.org.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180498786474028640-6484656908418463404?l=crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/6484656908418463404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180498786474028640&amp;postID=6484656908418463404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6484656908418463404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180498786474028640/posts/default/6484656908418463404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadsfortworthreflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-transformation-begin.html' title='Let the transformation begin...'/><author><name>Jonathan Atwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417711036945751201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Ru_N_MseOAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XnVCU30AIwE/s400/bwshot2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_njy-iUjBq3w/Rq4RmBliYGI/AAAAAAAAACI/QbvB5sBy7po/s72-c/100_3654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
