<?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-33926227</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:29:07.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-8954651237830874442</id><published>2007-08-28T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:02:33.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blog reader.&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I have decided to create a blog together. &lt;br /&gt;check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/// www.washedawayblog.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have an excellent evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-8954651237830874442?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8954651237830874442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=8954651237830874442' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/8954651237830874442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/8954651237830874442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-blog-reader.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-1657030278582836569</id><published>2007-08-21T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:45:10.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Search Me, O God, and Know My Heart</title><content type='html'>O Lord, you have searched me and known me!&lt;br /&gt;2 You know when I sit down and when I rise up;&lt;br /&gt;you discern my thoughts from afar.&lt;br /&gt;3 You search out my path and my lying down&lt;br /&gt;and are acquainted with all my ways.&lt;br /&gt;4 Even before a word is on my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.&lt;br /&gt;5 You hem me in, behind and before,&lt;br /&gt;and lay your hand upon me.&lt;br /&gt; 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;&lt;br /&gt;it is high; I cannot attain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Where shall I go from your Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;Or where shall I flee from your presence?&lt;br /&gt;8 If I ascend to heaven, you are there!&lt;br /&gt;If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!&lt;br /&gt;9 If I take the wings of the morning&lt;br /&gt;and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;10 even there your hand shall lead me,&lt;br /&gt;and your right hand shall hold me.&lt;br /&gt;11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,&lt;br /&gt;and the light about me be night,”&lt;br /&gt;12 even the darkness is not dark to you;&lt;br /&gt;the night is bright as the day,&lt;br /&gt;for darkness is as light with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 For you formed my inward parts;&lt;br /&gt;you knitted me together in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. [1]&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful are your works;&lt;br /&gt;my soul knows it very well.&lt;br /&gt;15 My frame was not hidden from you,&lt;br /&gt;when I was being made in secret,&lt;br /&gt;intricately woven in the depths of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;&lt;br /&gt;in your book were written, every one of them,&lt;br /&gt;the days that were formed for me,&lt;br /&gt;when as yet there was none of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:1-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted this yesturday I think, and have been thinking about it a bit, so I think I will add some thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at the first few verses I am reminded of How big God is and how small I am. " Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether." I dont even know what I am going to say 5 minutes from now. God is Omniscient. He knows every word that I will ever speak. He knows everything. Every single little thing."6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high; I cannot attain it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In verse 7 David asks " Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence?" God in omnipresent, he is everywhere. David goes through a list of places that he could try to hide from God in. God is everywhere, that is a comforting thought for a christian. No matter where we go or what situation we are in; "even there [His] hand shall lead me, and [His] right hand shall hold me." That is an encouraging thought. Makes me wonder how I ever question God, He has promised to never leave me or foresake me, yet because I am completely sin filled, I rebel against His hand leading me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soveriegn God over all the universe "Formed my inward parts, [He] knit me together in my mothers womb". The words "Formed" and "Knit" stood out to me from that verse, they show that God took care when he made me in my mothers womb, I am "Fearfully and wonderfully made". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-1657030278582836569?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1657030278582836569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=1657030278582836569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1657030278582836569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1657030278582836569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/search-me-o-god-and-know-my-heart.html' title='Search Me, O God, and Know My Heart'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-2017827800230698552</id><published>2007-08-12T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:48:12.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>comfort.</title><content type='html'>If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair. &lt;br /&gt;C. S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone for the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-2017827800230698552?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2017827800230698552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=2017827800230698552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/2017827800230698552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/2017827800230698552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/comfort.html' title='comfort.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-8766310714917050153</id><published>2007-08-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:10:48.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The narrow gate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rraq2X08IVI/AAAAAAAAABc/hZuMqQLiHTk/s1600-h/00590006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rraq2X08IVI/AAAAAAAAABc/hZuMqQLiHTk/s200/00590006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095447879502012754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 “Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy [1] that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. 14 For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-8766310714917050153?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8766310714917050153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=8766310714917050153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/8766310714917050153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/8766310714917050153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/narrow-gate.html' title='The narrow gate.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rraq2X08IVI/AAAAAAAAABc/hZuMqQLiHTk/s72-c/00590006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-4624724480152319538</id><published>2007-07-30T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:20:10.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Lewis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rq6YU308IUI/AAAAAAAAABU/jloU10anmDQ/s1600-h/01470020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rq6YU308IUI/AAAAAAAAABU/jloU10anmDQ/s320/01470020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093175712953409858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark."&lt;br /&gt;                                          -C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just made me think. i had to read it a few times&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-4624724480152319538?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4624724480152319538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=4624724480152319538' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4624724480152319538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4624724480152319538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/mr-lewis.html' title='Mr. Lewis'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rq6YU308IUI/AAAAAAAAABU/jloU10anmDQ/s72-c/01470020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-7296669818691120138</id><published>2007-07-25T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:48:45.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RqpoJH08ITI/AAAAAAAAABM/AWY5qtIPTUQ/s1600-h/lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RqpoJH08ITI/AAAAAAAAABM/AWY5qtIPTUQ/s320/lamp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091996834624971058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:1 There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. [1] 2 For the law of the Spirit of life has set you [2] free in Christ Jesus from the law of sin and death. 3 For God has done what the law, weakened by the flesh, could not do. By sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh and for sin, [3] he condemned sin in the flesh, 4 in order that the righteous requirement of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not according to the flesh but according to the Spirit. 5 For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit set their minds on the things of the Spirit. 6 For to set the mind on the flesh is death, but to set the mind on the Spirit is life and peace. 7 For the mind that is set on the flesh is hostile to God, for it does not submit to God's law; indeed, it cannot. 8 Those who are in the flesh cannot please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 You, however, are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if in fact the Spirit of God dwells in you. Anyone who does not have the Spirit of Christ does not belong to him. 10 But if Christ is in you, although the body is dead because of sin, the Spirit is life because of righteousness. 11 If the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, he who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through his Spirit who dwells in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heirs with Christ&lt;br /&gt;12 So then, brothers, [4] we are debtors, not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh. 13 For if you live according to the flesh you will die, but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. 14 For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons [5] of God. 15 For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” 16 The Spirit himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, 17 and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we suffer with him in order that we may also be glorified with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:1-17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-7296669818691120138?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7296669818691120138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=7296669818691120138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/7296669818691120138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/7296669818691120138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-in-spirit.html' title='Life in the Spirit'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RqpoJH08ITI/AAAAAAAAABM/AWY5qtIPTUQ/s72-c/lamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-4551108469457999147</id><published>2007-07-19T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T16:00:49.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the mystery of the riches of divine grace for sinners, for by a wonderful exchange our sins are now not ours but Christ's, and Christ's righteousness is not Christ's, but ours.&lt;br /&gt;                        --Martin Luther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-4551108469457999147?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4551108469457999147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=4551108469457999147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4551108469457999147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4551108469457999147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-mystery-of-riches-of-divine.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-5185741893133159782</id><published>2007-07-09T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:21:16.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while.</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lack of post's. It was a fun time at celebration and vacationing with the Warnock's and Sczebel's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been thinking about times when I have been lacking in trusting God. In big and small thing's (loosing my wallet..haha) I have been lacking in trusting in God. So often I find myself needing to recognise that God is sovereign over every little thing in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote basically slapped me in the face,&lt;br /&gt;"If we cannot believe God when circumstances seem be against us, we do not believe Him at all."&lt;br /&gt;-Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is hope for a fickle heart, such as mine. Christ has paid for my sin, my direct rebellion against God. And my heart is at peace, because of what Jesus accomplished for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats whats been on my mind lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-5185741893133159782?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5185741893133159782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=5185741893133159782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/5185741893133159782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/5185741893133159782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-while.html' title='its been a while.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-6005934965191310109</id><published>2007-06-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:32:15.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Blog Reader,&lt;br /&gt;After reading Joel Sczebel's latest post, which informed us of the possibility of earthquakes in the lower mainland, I felt the responsibility to inform you of other possible dangers that we face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger #1 Lightning Strikes&lt;br /&gt;In BC there are hundred's, if not thousands, of lightning strikes every year. This poses a danger for those on the ground. Please keep your eye on the sky. Try to avoid large fields, playing golf, going fishing, or installing flag poles during lightning storms. In general avoid raising large metal objects towards the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger #2 Volcano's&lt;br /&gt;There is only one volcano in the area, that isnt very active. So I, personally am not very concerned. However, after watching 1997 movie "Volcano" staring Tommy Lee Jones, it became very clear that it is possible for random volcano's to pop up anywhere, for example, in downtown LA( (which the movie depicts) or in Vancouver. You may be wondering what to do when you see hot magma(Lava) coming from the sewer system, my advice would be to run, or get Tommy Lee Jones to save you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe people, its a dangerous place out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-6005934965191310109?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6005934965191310109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=6005934965191310109' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/6005934965191310109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/6005934965191310109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/dear-blog-reader-after-reading-joel.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-6218535990987473943</id><published>2007-06-09T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T19:07:38.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rmt4moK4LVI/AAAAAAAAABE/BjY5s_jIp1c/s1600-h/1812507-R1-E021..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074282010176400722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rmt4moK4LVI/AAAAAAAAABE/BjY5s_jIp1c/s320/1812507-R1-E021..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "When I cry unto Thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for God is for me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Psalm 56:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is impossible for any human speech to express the full meaning of this delightful phrase, 'God is for me.' He was 'for us' before the worlds were made; He was 'for us' or He would not have given His well beloved son; He was for us when He smote the Only-begotten, and laid the full weight of his wrath upon Him..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Charles Spurgeon(Morning and Evening-July 13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only some of what Mr. Spurgeon had to say about this verse, but it does an excellent job of showing how signifgant this verse is. To be able to say "God is for me." is incredible. I've read this a few time's in the last couple days, and each time I find my amazed. The fact that God was "for us when He smote the Only-begotten" leave's me continually speechless. Spurgeon goes on to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...He is 'for us,' with all the infinity of His being; with all the omnipotence of His love; with all the infallibilty of His wisdom; arrayed in all His divine attributes, He is 'for us'--eternally and immutably 'for us;'..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Charles Spurgeon(Morning and Evening-July 13.con't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about that. it is amazing. i dont think i'll ever fully, truely understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish, Mr Spurgeon put it this way,&lt;br /&gt;"O believer, how happy art thou with the King of kings on thy side!! How safe with such a protector! How sure thy cause pleaded by such an advocate! If God be for thee, who can be against thee?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-6218535990987473943?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6218535990987473943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=6218535990987473943' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/6218535990987473943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/6218535990987473943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-i-cry-unto-thee-then-shall-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/Rmt4moK4LVI/AAAAAAAAABE/BjY5s_jIp1c/s72-c/1812507-R1-E021..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-1210643873849521017</id><published>2007-05-28T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:02:40.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do not come into this pulpit hoping that perhaps somebody will of his own free will return to Christ. My hope lies in another quarter. I hope that my Master will lay hold of some of them and say, "You are mine, and you shall be mine. I claim you for myself." My hope arises from the freeness of grace, and not from the freedom of the will.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   -Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-1210643873849521017?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1210643873849521017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=1210643873849521017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1210643873849521017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1210643873849521017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-do-not-come-into-this-pulpit-hoping.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-2525481229061846270</id><published>2007-05-16T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:20:27.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RkvvXSrIySI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i_kRykPGFLc/s1600-h/DSC04418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065405389337053474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RkvvXSrIySI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i_kRykPGFLc/s320/DSC04418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "We want to reach the kingdom of God, but we don't want to travel by way of death.  And yet there stands Necessity saying: 'This way, please.'  Do not hesitate, man, to go this way, when this is the way that God came to you."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                --Augustine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-2525481229061846270?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2525481229061846270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=2525481229061846270' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/2525481229061846270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/2525481229061846270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-want-to-reach-kingdom-of-god-but-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RkvvXSrIySI/AAAAAAAAAA8/i_kRykPGFLc/s72-c/DSC04418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-3322338882530530913</id><published>2007-05-14T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:42:24.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Jesus, I love thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine;&lt;br /&gt;for thee all the follies of sin I resign. &lt;br /&gt;My gracious Redeemer, my Savior art thou;&lt;br /&gt;if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love thee because thou hast first loved me,&lt;br /&gt;and purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree;&lt;br /&gt;I love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow;&lt;br /&gt;if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mansions of glory and endless delight;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever adore thee in heaven so bright;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow;&lt;br /&gt;if ever I loved thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-3322338882530530913?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3322338882530530913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=3322338882530530913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3322338882530530913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3322338882530530913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-jesus-i-love-thee.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-3337816212296523397</id><published>2007-05-03T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T15:28:48.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v45005018-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Therefore, as one trespass&lt;span class="footnote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="b5" title="Or 'the trespass of one'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=romans+5#f5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;[5]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; led to condemnation for all men, so one act of righteousness&lt;span class="footnote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="b6" title="Or 'the act of righteousness of one'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=romans+5#f6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#0066cc;"&gt;[6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leads to justification and life for all men. &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v45005019-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;19 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For as by the one man's disobedience the many were made sinners, so by the one man's obedience the many will be made righteous. &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v45005020-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now the law came in to increase the trespass, but where sin increased, grace abounded all the more, &lt;span class="verse-num" id="v45005021-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;21 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so that, as sin reigned in death, grace also might reign through righteousness leading to eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Romans 5:18-21&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One Sin, of Adam, led to the condemnation of ALL men, making sinners like myself. Filthy to the core: deserving an eternity in hell. But one act of righteousness on the Cross led to the justification and eternal life for all who have faith in Jesus Christ. That is my hope. Even with a hope such as that, my sin continues to increase, but as my sin increase's, "grace abounds all the more"! Amen, as I read that passage I feel unmeasurable joy for what Christ has accomplished in my life, and great conviction for the countless areas of my failure in spite of the hope living in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What an abyss is the grace of God! Who can measure its breadth? Who can fathom its depth? Like all the rest of the divine attributes, it is infinite. God is full of love, for "God is love." God is full of goodness; the very name "God" is short for "good." Unbounded goodness and love enter into the very essence of the Godhead. It is because "his mercy endureth for ever" that men are not destroyed; because "his compassions fail not" that sinners are brought to Him and forgiven."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Spurgeon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-3337816212296523397?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3337816212296523397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=3337816212296523397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3337816212296523397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3337816212296523397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/18-therefore-as-one-trespass-5-led-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-9080423425406490854</id><published>2007-04-22T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:35:30.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RixE2zZTuXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XR_le7Ps3RQ/s1600-h/quill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056492189930207602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RixE2zZTuXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XR_le7Ps3RQ/s200/quill.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;         "I suppose there are some persons whose minds naturally incline towards the doctrine of free-will. I can only say that mine inclines as naturally towards the doctrines of sovereign grace. Sometimes, when I see some of the worst characters in the street, I feel as if my heart must burst forth in tears of gratitude that God has never let me act as they have done! I have thought, if God had left me alone, and had not touched me by His grace, what a great sinner I should have been! I should have run to the utmost lengths of sin, dived into the very depths of evil, nor should I have stopped at any vice or folly, if God had not restrained me. I feel that I should have been a very king of sinners, if God had let me alone. I cannot understand the reason why I am saved, except upon the ground that God would have it so. I cannot, if I look ever so earnestly, discover any kind of reason in myself why I should be a partaker of Divine grace. If I am not at this moment without Christ, it is only because Christ Jesus would have His will with me, and that will was that I should be with Him where He is, and should share His glory. I can put the crown nowhere but upon the head of Him whose mighty grace has saved me from going down into the pit. Looking back on my past life, I can see that the dawning of it all was of God; of God effectively. I took no torch with which to light the sun, but the sun enlightened me. I did not commence my spiritual life—no, I rather kicked, and struggled against the things of the Spirit: when He drew me, for a time I did not run after Him: there was a natural hatred in my soul of everything holy and good. Wooings were lost upon me—warnings were cast to the wind—thunders were despised; and as for the whispers of His love, they were rejected as being less than nothing and vanity. But, sure I am, I can say now, speaking on behalf of myself, "He only is my salvation." It was He who turned my heart, and brought me down on my knees before Him. I can in very deed, say with Doddridge and Toplady—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Grace taught my soul to pray,And made my eyes o'erflow;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and coming to this moment, I can add—&lt;br /&gt;"'Tis grace has kept me to this day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                  --Charles Spurgeon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                 From "Defense of Calvinism"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-9080423425406490854?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9080423425406490854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=9080423425406490854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/9080423425406490854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/9080423425406490854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-suppose-there-are-some-persons-whose.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RixE2zZTuXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XR_le7Ps3RQ/s72-c/quill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-4542189911748498711</id><published>2007-04-09T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:07:29.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RhsI6dIMJiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XfG9-hvMwhs/s1600-h/roadtrip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051641207370556962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RhsI6dIMJiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XfG9-hvMwhs/s320/roadtrip.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ((Picture: Joseph Sczebel))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be Thou My Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou my best thought, by day or by night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be Thou my Wisdom, Thou my true Word;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ever with Thee, Thou with me, Lord;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou my great Father, I thy true son;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for my fight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou mine inheritance, now and always:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High King of heaven, my victory won,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heav'ns Son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still be my vision, O ruler of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-4542189911748498711?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4542189911748498711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=4542189911748498711' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4542189911748498711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4542189911748498711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/04/picture-joseph-sczebel-be-thou-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RhsI6dIMJiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XfG9-hvMwhs/s72-c/roadtrip.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-4721221216679763723</id><published>2007-03-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:07:14.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Home again, home again...Road trip was pretty awesome, check out Joe's blog for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Founder and Perfecter of Our Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:1 Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 2 looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this, and it stood out to me, especially verse two. "...and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us,2 Looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith" It just reinforced how I need to rely on Jesus. So often, because of my sinful nature, I attempt to rely on my self, and obviously fail. And yet, God continues to give me Grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-4721221216679763723?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4721221216679763723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=4721221216679763723' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4721221216679763723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/4721221216679763723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/home-again-home-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-1442697406268357003</id><published>2007-03-21T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:48:58.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RgHgUpMoucI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jDARKYKVtPE/s1600-h/map1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044559702892526018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RgHgUpMoucI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jDARKYKVtPE/s320/map1.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow, roadtrip with joe...We leave in like a half hour. excitment. eeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully we make it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-1442697406268357003?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1442697406268357003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=1442697406268357003' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1442697406268357003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1442697406268357003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow-roadtrip-with-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RgHgUpMoucI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jDARKYKVtPE/s72-c/map1.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-6724141920288383591</id><published>2007-03-09T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:55:02.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s1600-h/1514__passion_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040169861054850882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s320/1514__passion_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s1600-h/1514__passion_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s1600-h/1514__passion_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s1600-h/1514__passion_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s1600-h/1514__passion_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Before we can begin to see the cross as something done for us, we have to see it as something done by us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-John Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-6724141920288383591?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6724141920288383591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=6724141920288383591' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/6724141920288383591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/6724141920288383591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/before-we-can-begin-to-see-cross-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/__i5njUWGbUY/RfJHyN_N50I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcuki51jqYo/s72-c/1514__passion_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-1969752518176040840</id><published>2007-03-06T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T07:50:13.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ministers of the New Covenant&lt;br /&gt;3:1 Are we beginning to commend ourselves again? Or do we need, as some do, letters of recommendation to you, or from you? 2 You yourselves are our letter of recommendation, written on our &lt;a id="b1" title="Some manuscripts 'your'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=2+corinthians+3#f1" name="b1"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; hearts, to be known and read by all. 3 And you show that you are a letter from Christ delivered by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts. &lt;a id="b2" title="Greek 'fleshly hearts'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=2+corinthians+3#f2" name="b2"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Such is the confidence that we have through Christ toward God. 5 Not that we are sufficient in ourselves to claim anything as coming from us, but our sufficiency is from God, 6 who has made us competent &lt;a id="b3" title="Or 'sufficient'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=2+corinthians+3#f3" name="b3"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt; to be ministers of a new covenant, not of the letter but of the Spirit. For the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 3:1-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve read that a few times this week, and verse 5 really stood out to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Not that we are sufficient in ourselves to claim anything coming from us, but our sufficiency is from God"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-1969752518176040840?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1969752518176040840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=1969752518176040840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1969752518176040840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1969752518176040840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/03/ministers-of-new-covenant-31-are-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-3963995964828847522</id><published>2007-02-24T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:14:43.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You never hear Jesus say in Pilate's judgement hall one word that would let you imagine that He was sorry that He had undertaken so costly a sacrifice for us.  When His hands are pierced, when He is parched with fever, His tongue dried up like a shard of pottery, when His whole body is dissolved into the dust of death, you never hear a groan or a shriek that looks like Jesus is going back on His commitment."&lt;br /&gt;                                                        --Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-3963995964828847522?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3963995964828847522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=3963995964828847522' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3963995964828847522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3963995964828847522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-never-hear-jesus-say-in-pilates.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-3958171353413874248</id><published>2007-02-18T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:12:54.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Rich Young Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;17 And as he was setting out on his journey, a man ran up and knelt before him and asked him, “Good Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?” 18 And Jesus said to him, “Why do you call me good? No one is good except God alone. 19 You know the commandments: ‘Do not murder, Do not commit adultery, Do not steal, Do not bear false witness, Do not defraud, Honor your father and mother.’” 20 And he said to him, “Teacher, all these I have kept from my youth.” 21 And Jesus, looking at him, loved him, and said to him, “You lack one thing: go, sell all that you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; and come, follow me.” 22 Disheartened by the saying, he went away sorrowful, for he had great possessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 10:17-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Character is always lost when a high ideal is sacrificied on the altar of conformity and popularity."&lt;br /&gt;                   -Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-3958171353413874248?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3958171353413874248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=3958171353413874248' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3958171353413874248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/3958171353413874248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/rich-young-man-17-and-as-he-was-setting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-1146792055779389322</id><published>2007-02-08T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:35:40.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lack of posts...I dont really have a good explanation of this recent trend, so I wont bother giving excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, final exams are done. What a relief, I got 81% (actually 80.6%, but we can round up) on my biology exam, which was good, considering my poor study habits. My socials test is yet to be marked so, I'll have to wait to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, new semester just started, philosophy, math, english and band/pe. Quite fun I must say, good teachers, pretty uneventful semester change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph and I made a music video, if you havent seen it already, you can watch it on his blog, I wont bother posting it. It was quite fun to make, interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Im playing on saturday at this jazz festival thinger, I just got the music for it yesturday, so im a little nervous and un-prepared, but it should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went ice skating with my pe class, it was pretty awesome. Normally I cant skate, but today i could. We also played ringette, which is like an interesting version of hockey, with wierd sticks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;that post was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;but anyways. im tired. bed time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-1146792055779389322?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1146792055779389322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=1146792055779389322' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1146792055779389322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/1146792055779389322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/lack-of-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-117005115244928437</id><published>2007-01-28T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:31:44.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do Not Be Anxious&lt;br /&gt;22 And he said to his disciples, Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat, nor about your body, what you will put on. 23 For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing. 24 Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds! 25 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? &lt;a id="b3" title="Or 'a single cubit to his stature'; a 'cubit' was about 18 inches or 45 centimeters" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Luke+12#f3" name="b3"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt; 26 If then you are not able to do as small a thing as that, why are you anxious about the rest? 27 Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, &lt;a id="b4" title="Some manuscripts 'Consider the lilies; they neither spin nor weave'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Luke+12#f4" name="b4"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt; yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 28 But if God so clothes the grass, which is alive in the field today, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! 29 And do not seek what you are to eat and what you are to drink, nor be worried. 30 For all the nations of the world seek after these things, and your Father knows that you need them. 31 Instead, seek his &lt;a id="b5" title="Some manuscripts 'God's'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Luke+12#f5" name="b5"&gt;[5]&lt;/a&gt; kingdom, and these things will be added to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:22-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I read this at the perfect time, this is my exam week. A week that is generally filled with late nights and stress filled days. When I read this I just felt so convicted. By being anxious and stressed about my exams im basically telling God that He isn't good enough to provide for me in my time of need, or even that my tests are more important that Him. When in reality His provision in my life is so much bigger and greater than any "problem" I'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that im of more value than birds, but that's just my pride coming in... I love that verse, just so clear, one of those "light bulb goes on above head" moments, like it makes so much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, off to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-117005115244928437?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/117005115244928437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=117005115244928437' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/117005115244928437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/117005115244928437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-not-be-anxious-22-and-he-said-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116944595452324509</id><published>2007-01-21T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:05:54.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/1600/302268/DSC04115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/320/457546/DSC04115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just arrived home from an exciting night of Christianity Explored, so i went to go let out mr charles barkly(the dog) out to do his "business"...when all of the sudden he started barking, which isnt unusual for him, but this bark was kinda different...but anyways long story short there were racoons on my sundeck bullying poor mr charles. In the middle of fearing for my life i grabbed the camera and managed to open the sliding door a crack to get a picture, not a very good one, but give me some credit, the racoon was on the move. I kinda felt like one of those animal channel guys, like Steve Erwin...except i didnt go up close to it and tie it up like any tough male would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an eventfull evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116944595452324509?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116944595452324509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116944595452324509' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116944595452324509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116944595452324509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-had-just-arrived-home-from-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116908209488596125</id><published>2007-01-17T16:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:01:34.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A generation of Christians reared among push buttons and automatic machines is impatient of slower and less direct methods of reaching their goals. We have been trying to apply machine-age methods to our relations with God. We read our chapter, have our short devotions, and rush away, hoping to make up for our deep inward bankruptcy by attending another gospel meeting or listening to another thrilling story told by a religious adventurer lately returned from afar. The tragic results of this spirit are all about us. Shallow lives, hollow religious philosophies, the preponderance of the element of fun in gospel meetings, the glorification of men, trust in religious externalities, quasi-religious fellowships, salesmanship methods, the mistaking of dynamic personality for the power of the Spirit; these and such as these are the symptoms of an evil disease, a deep and serious malady of the soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A.W. Tozer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116908209488596125?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116908209488596125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116908209488596125' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116908209488596125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116908209488596125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/generation-of-christians-r_116908209488596125.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116848332115829725</id><published>2007-01-10T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:42:01.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My arctic adventure...&lt;br /&gt;           Well, when i left school today at 3 o'clock the snow was coming down pretty hard, and i think its safe to say that there was about 3 quarters of a foot deep, if not a foot. So I made my way to the bus stop, just as the bus was driving away. so i figured that it would be 15 maybe 20 minutes until the next one would come. There was about 5 of us waiting, and about an hour and a half later(no joke) I decided that it would probably be a good idea to start walking, because it was about to get dark...so i set out walking and walking and walking...then about 20 minutes later i slipped on a cement thing hidden under the snow and i guess i got a bleeding nose, but I unfortunatly didnt notice, but later on the people in timhortons noticed, it wassnt that much blood, but it was still embarrasing. After that slightly embarrasing moment I spent my bus money on a warm hot chocolate....mmmmm, I continued back out side into the raging storm..haha and walked up to around 172 and a nice man(family friend) spotted me on the side of the road and gave me a ride the rest of the way home in his big deasel truck...when i finally got home it was 5 30, what an eventfull walk home...haha it was enjoyable, snow seems to slow everything down, it was very quiet and peacefull, just an awesome gift from God. As i was walking i was reminded of how my sins have been washed white as snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 1:18&lt;br /&gt;18 “Come now, let us reason &lt;a id="b3" title="Or 'dispute'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Isaiah+1#f3" name="b3"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt; together, says the Lord:&lt;br /&gt;though your sins are like scarlet,&lt;br /&gt;they shall be as white as snow;&lt;br /&gt;though they are red like crimson,&lt;br /&gt;they shall become like wool."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116848332115829725?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116848332115829725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116848332115829725' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116848332115829725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116848332115829725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-arctic-adventure.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116769456797348453</id><published>2007-01-01T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:36:07.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/1600/883471/DSC04045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/320/270558/DSC04045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy New year!..haha, last night was much fun, bowling and hanging out.  ya, im definatly not a bowler, but thats ok.  Anyways, when we went to the warnocks after bowling, we talked about what we were thankful for in the past year, I didnt really say anything, im not a public speaker..haha but I am thankfull for quite alot, and I think that this passage pretty much sum's it up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Born Again to a Living Hope&lt;br /&gt;3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, 4 to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you, 5 who by God's power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. 6 In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, 7 so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ. 8 Though you have not seen him, you love him. Though you do not now see him, you believe in him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory, 9 obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Peter 1:3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;verse three and four are awesome&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116769456797348453?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116769456797348453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116769456797348453' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116769456797348453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116769456797348453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116734249219323475</id><published>2006-12-28T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T13:48:12.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesturday was fun, except for the first hour and a bit going down the first run, that was painful and frustrating, ive come to the conclusion that if i ever become an olympic athlete(really unlikely) that i will be in the summer games, i cant skate, i cant snowboard(found that out yesturday) and dont want to attept to ski...but im off topic. It was a really fun day hanging out with the warnocks and sczebels.&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning it felt like I couldnt move...I think im going to retire from the sport of snowboaring, im hanging up the boots.&lt;br /&gt;Now im watching Willy Wonka, the good version(the old one) its on tv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116734249219323475?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116734249219323475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116734249219323475' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116734249219323475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116734249219323475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/12/yesturday-was-fun-except-for-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116668373685749334</id><published>2006-12-20T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:48:56.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mary Visits Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;39 In those days Mary arose and went with haste into the hill country, to a town in Judah, 40 and she entered the house of Zechariah and greeted Elizabeth. 41 And when Elizabeth heard the greeting of Mary, the baby leaped in her womb. And Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit, 42 and she exclaimed with a loud cry, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb! 43 And why is this granted to me that the mother of my Lord should come to me? 44 For behold, when the sound of your greeting came to my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy. 45 And blessed is she who believed that there would be &lt;a id="b7" title="Or 'believed, for there will be'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Luke+1#f7" name="b7"&gt;[7]&lt;/a&gt; a fulfillment of what was spoken to her from the Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:39-45&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116668373685749334?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116668373685749334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116668373685749334' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116668373685749334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116668373685749334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/12/mary-visits-elizabeth-39-in-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116651065211774840</id><published>2006-12-18T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:44:12.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/1600/811450/wendels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/320/972175/wendels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday afternoon/eveningI went to Wendels with Mr Joseph and Miss Aly.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, It wassnt what I had imagined, but it was good...haha, and I think that Kara is a little bitter that I went before she did, but that is understandable. We also went to the mall in Abbotsford and Joseph showed me where he worked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well this post has been random and pointless, but oh well, those kind of posts are fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bed Time!!...yawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116651065211774840?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116651065211774840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116651065211774840' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116651065211774840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116651065211774840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-sunday-afternooneveningi-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116590840286210924</id><published>2006-12-11T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:26:42.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"He was created of a mother whom He created.  He was carried by hands that He formed.  He cried in the manger in wordless infancy, He the Word, without whom all human eloquence is mute."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       -Augustine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birth of Jesus Foretold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 In the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a city of Galilee named Nazareth, 27 to a virgin betrothed &lt;a id="b2" title="That is, legally pledged to be married" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=luke#f2" name="b2"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt; to a man whose name was Joseph, of the house of David. And the virgin's name was Mary. 28 And he came to her and said, “Greetings, O favored one, the Lord is with you!” &lt;a id="b3" title="Some manuscripts add 'Blessed are you among women!'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=luke#f3" name="b3"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt; 29 But she was greatly troubled at the saying, and tried to discern what sort of greeting this might be. 30 And the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, for you have found favor with God. 31 And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bear a son, and you shall call his name Jesus. 32 He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. And the Lord God will give to him the throne of his father David, 33 and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of his kingdom there will be no end.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 And Mary said to the angel, “How will this be, since I am a virgin?” &lt;a id="b4" title="Greek 'since I do not know a man'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=luke#f4" name="b4"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 And the angel answered her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; therefore the child to be born &lt;a id="b5" title="Some manuscripts add 'of you'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=luke#f5" name="b5"&gt;[5]&lt;/a&gt; will be called holy—the Son of God. 36 And behold, your relative Elizabeth in her old age has also conceived a son, and this is the sixth month with her who was called barren. 37 For nothing will be impossible with God.” 38 And Mary said, “Behold, I am the servant &lt;a id="b6" title="Greek 'bondservant'; also verse 48" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=luke#f6" name="b6"&gt;[6]&lt;/a&gt; of the Lord; let it be to me according to your word.” And the angel departed from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that part of Christs Birth. and Mary's response in the last verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Ill post the rest of the later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116590840286210924?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116590840286210924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116590840286210924' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116590840286210924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116590840286210924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/12/he-was-created-of-mother-whom-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116529992877896823</id><published>2006-12-04T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:29:44.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christ's Example of Humility&lt;br /&gt;2:1 So if there is any encouragement in Christ, any comfort from love, any participation in the Spirit, any affection and sympathy, 2 complete my joy by being of the same mind, having the same love, being in full accord and of one mind. 3 Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. 4 Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. 5 Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, &lt;a id="b1" title="Or 'which was also in Christ Jesus'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Philippians+2#f1" name="b1"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; 6 who, though he was in the form of God, did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped, 7 but made himself nothing, taking the form of a servant, &lt;a id="b2" title="Greek 'bondservant'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Philippians+2#f2" name="b2"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt; being born in the likeness of men. 8 And being found in human form, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. 9 Therefore God has highly exalted him and bestowed on him the name that is above every name, 10 so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 2:1-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read that, and felt like posting it, wow verse 4 is something that I struggle with. So often I have a one track mind, thinking only about my "interests" and not others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I like about that passage is its title "Christ's Example of Humility" I think that is one of the many awesome, incredible things about Christ, he is the perfect example, talk about practicing what you preach. In a world of hypocrites like my self. Christ has provided the perfect example. A while back a big thing in christian culture was the "W.W.J.D" wrist bands, Ive heard it better described as "'What DID Jesus do' not 'What would Jesus do'"&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116529992877896823?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116529992877896823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116529992877896823' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116529992877896823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116529992877896823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/12/christs-example-of-humility-21-so-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116486351835149330</id><published>2006-11-29T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:11:58.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/1600/918058/DSC03893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/320/709744/DSC03893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/1600/213316/DSC03892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6222/3730/320/863152/DSC03892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Vancouver Aquarium today. It was a really cool experience, we went into the lab and got to touch all the gross, yet beautiful animals, like Sea Cucumbers, Star fish and Erchines(dont know if I spelt all of those right..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 And God said, “Let the waters swarm with swarms of living creatures, and let birds &lt;a id="b7" title="Or 'flying things'; see Leviticus 11:19-20" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Genesis+1#f7" name="b7"&gt;[7]&lt;/a&gt; fly above the earth across the expanse of the heavens.” 21 So God created the great sea creatures and every living creature that moves, with which the waters swarm, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. 22 And God blessed them, saying, “Be fruitful and multiply and fill the waters in the seas, and let birds multiply on the earth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was wandering through the exhibit type things I was amazed by the beauty and complexity of Gods awesome Creation and that He is the ruler of all creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 1:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Preeminence of Christ&lt;br /&gt;15 He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. 16 For by &lt;a id="b6" title="That is, by means of; or 'in'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Colossians+1#f6" name="b6"&gt;[6]&lt;/a&gt; him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him. 17 And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together. 18 And he is the head of the body, the church. He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in everything he might be preeminent. 19 For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, 20 and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross.&lt;br /&gt;21 And you, who once were alienated and hostile in mind, doing evil deeds, 22 he has now reconciled in his body of flesh by his death, in order to present you holy and blameless and above reproach before him, 23 if indeed you continue in the faith, stable and steadfast, not shifting from the hope of the gospel that you heard, which has been proclaimed in all creation &lt;a id="b7" title="Or 'to every creature'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=Colossians+1#f7" name="b7"&gt;[7]&lt;/a&gt; under heaven, and of which I, Paul, became a minister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116486351835149330?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116486351835149330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116486351835149330' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116486351835149330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116486351835149330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-went-to-vancouver-aquarium-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116469465039892974</id><published>2006-11-27T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:17:30.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/DSC03872.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/DSC03872.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/DSC03867.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/DSC03867.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, so it snowed, alot.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had no school, so I decided to take advantage of the situation, I planned on living out my dream of building my own igloo.&lt;br /&gt;I failed.&lt;br /&gt;Ive decided that building an igloo is impossible, well it is in the lower mainland. At the end of the day all I had made was a circle shaped pile of snow, at first i had planned on using the blue recycling bin to make blocks, but that didnt work, the snow just wouldnt pack down.&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short it was cold, and my attempt at making an igloo went terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116469465039892974?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116469465039892974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116469465039892974' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116469465039892974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116469465039892974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/ok-so-it-snowed-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116434969168648948</id><published>2006-11-23T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:28:11.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im excited, Me and my brother are going to the Canucks game next tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing really to say, but felt like posting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its late, im going to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116434969168648948?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116434969168648948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116434969168648948' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116434969168648948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116434969168648948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-excited-me-and-my-brother-are-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116409302066330638</id><published>2006-11-20T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:10:20.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/noahs_ark_rainbow.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/noahs_ark_rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I left school this afternoon the rain was doing that sideways thing, so that it hits you right in the face, so I did what any other person in their right mind would do, I ran to Starbucks.mmmm where a hot white chocolate mocha was waiting for me. It was delish, to say the least. But anyways, when I saw that the rain had died down I continued on my way towards the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at the bus stop there was an amazing rainbow (the type that you see in movies) starting to form. And then a little bit later another, smaller one started to form, with the sun just peaking thru the coulds towards my house. How amazing is Gods grace that he would allow me to see such beauty.  How often God gives me reminders of how amazing and great he is, and what a tiny, insignifcant and undeserving I am of his grace, by the things that often go over looked in day to day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 9:8-17&lt;br /&gt;8 Then God said to Noah and to his sons with him, 9 “Behold, I establish my covenant with you and your offspring after you, 10 and with every living creature that is with you, the birds, the livestock, and every beast of the earth with you, as many as came out of the ark; it is for every beast of the earth. 11 I establish my covenant with you, that never again shall all flesh be cut off by the waters of the flood, and never again shall there be a flood to destroy the earth.”12 And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant that I make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for all future generations: 13 I have set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth. 14 When I bring clouds over the earth and the bow is seen in the clouds, 15 I will remember my covenant that is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh. And the waters shall never again become a flood to destroy all flesh. 16 When the bow is in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is on the earth.” 17 God said to Noah, “This is the sign of the covenant that I have established between me and all flesh that is on the earth.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116409302066330638?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116409302066330638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116409302066330638' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116409302066330638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116409302066330638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-i-left-school-this-afternoon-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116392016620257648</id><published>2006-11-18T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:09:26.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/apples_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/apples_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew 12:33&lt;br /&gt;A Tree Is Known by Its Fruit&lt;br /&gt;33 “Either make the tree good and its fruit good, or make the tree bad and its fruit bad, for the tree is known by its fruit. 34 You brood of vipers! How can you speak good, when you are evil? For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks. 35 The good person out of his good treasure brings forth good, and the evil person out of his evil treasure brings forth evil. 36 I tell you, on the day of judgment people will give account for every careless word they speak, 37 for by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116392016620257648?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116392016620257648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116392016620257648' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116392016620257648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116392016620257648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/matthew-1233-tree-is-known-by-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116357206784135302</id><published>2006-11-14T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:28:48.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/DSC03754.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/DSC03754.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This past monday, yesturday i guess, me, my dad, my brother and my French Canadian nieghbor(he has the best accent ever) went fishing, it was pretty fun and wet and cold all at the same time. The river was so jammed with fish just about every time you would cast in you would get a fish, that made it fun, because they were bigger fish, so it was hard to bring them in, well it was for me at least(I dont have guns like joe.)...but anyways it was a fun time, even though it was so cold and wet. It was a good monday off of school, but im off to bed, ill post more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116357206784135302?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116357206784135302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116357206784135302' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116357206784135302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116357206784135302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-past-monday-yesturday-i-guess-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116314375979482562</id><published>2006-11-09T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T23:29:19.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>R.B. Bennett-The 14th Prime Minister of Canada. In office During the Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bennett was hated by many for his failure to find a solution to the bad times. After his death, however, proof of his compassion appeared. Thousands of desperate Canadians had written to the prime minister asking for help, with letters like the following:&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;         'Dear Sir,---Iam a girl thirteen years old and I have to go to school everyday and its very cold now already and I haven't got a coat to put on. My parents can't afford to buy me anything for this winter. I have to walk to school four and a half miles every night and I'm awfully cold every day. Would you be so kind to send me enough money so I could get one.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Secretly, Bennett sent many of these people five dollars of his own money-a significant sum in those days. His generosity was uncovered in his private papers only after he died"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that very cool to read, because people really didnt like the way he did things while he was in office, and he could have used him giving his own money to the poor as a political tool, but he didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Beware of practicing your righteousness before other people in order to be seen by them, for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;2 “Thus, when you give to the needy, sound no trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may be praised by others. Truly, I say to you, they have received their reward. 3 But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, 4 so that your giving may be in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116314375979482562?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116314375979482562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116314375979482562' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116314375979482562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116314375979482562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116271372936703066</id><published>2006-11-04T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:02:09.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paul's Visions and His Thorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12:1 I must go on boasting. Though there is nothing to be gained by it, I will go on to visions and revelations of the Lord. 2 I know a man in Christ who fourteen years ago was caught up to the third heaven—whether in the body or out of the body I do not know, God knows. 3 And I know that this man was caught up into paradise—whether in the body or out of the body I do not know, God knows— 4 and he heard things that cannot be told, which man may not utter. 5 On behalf of this man I will boast, but on my own behalf I will not boast, except of my weaknesses. 6 Though if I should wish to boast, I would not be a fool, for I would be speaking the truth. But I refrain from it, so that no one may think more of me than he sees in me or hears from me. 7 So to keep me from being too elated by the surpassing greatness of the revelations, &lt;a id="b1" title="Or... 'hears from me, even because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations. So to keep me from being too elated'" href="http://www.gnpcb.org/esv/search/?q=2+Corinthians+12#f1" name="b1"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from being too elated. 8 Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. 9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 10 For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116271372936703066?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116271372936703066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116271372936703066' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116271372936703066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116271372936703066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-corinthians-12-pauls-visions-and-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116244830895698961</id><published>2006-11-01T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:18:28.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Today I went to My Great Aunt Mary's funeral, Ive now been informed that she was 105, not 106, sorry for mis-informing you guys..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       It was a very nice funeral, it was really cool too see all the different people and age groups that she had an effect on during her long life.&lt;br /&gt;When she was in her 20's, after training as a nurse and a school teacher, she took a step of faith and went to China to spread the Good news of Jesus. She spent around 20 years there, learning the language and spreading the Gospel.  While she was in China she met her husband, and they were married a few years later. While all of this was going on, there were many political changes occuring in the world aka China became communist country. Because of this major change, she was kicked out for her beliefs, but instead of going home, her and her husband felt like god was calling them to Japan, so they humbly followed. When they got to japan, they learned the new difficult language and began to share the Gospel to the Japanese people. They spent another 20 years serving in Japan. When Her and her Husband finally retired, they had spent 43ish years serving the Lord in Asia. After her husband passed away in the 80's she continued to serve her church in vancouver untill she was about 90 years old.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that my Dad talked about at the funeral was when she came to speak at our old church, just before her 100th birthday. She said that she would come to talk under one condition.&lt;br /&gt;"As long as I can talk about why I did what I did, not just what I did."&lt;br /&gt;That was the story of her life, she lived for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 4:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 For I am already being poured out as a drink offering, and the time of my departure has come. 7 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 8 Henceforth there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, will award to me on that Day, and not only to me but also to all who have loved his appearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one of the verses read at her funeral, and she could have truthfully said that before she died. She Fought the good fight, she finished the race, she kept the faith, and she did all of these things thru and by the grace of Jesus, and she would make sure that you knew that it was thru Christ alone that she did the things she did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116244830895698961?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116244830895698961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116244830895698961' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116244830895698961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116244830895698961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-today-i-went-to-my-great-aunt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116217260423015704</id><published>2006-10-29T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:43:24.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a fun couple of days, Trinity Basketball, The Importance of being Earnest and the short but sweet canucks skills competition.&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure where to start...Jason plays for Trinity's Basketball team, and he is pretty good:P wow three periods of overtime, that was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;The Importance of being Earnest was very good, now i wanna see the movie!&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon me and Joe went to the Canucks Skills competition, but unfortunatly the parking place doesnt take american quarters, so by the time we found money for parking we were very late...oh well it was still fun, and i found out how smart joe is, we really needed a Canadian quarter(as i had said earlier), so he put the american quarter into the skytrain ticket thing and got a Canadian one back, it was pretty rad.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my exciting weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116217260423015704?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116217260423015704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116217260423015704' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116217260423015704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116217260423015704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-fun-couple-of-days-trinity.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116191426613887886</id><published>2006-10-26T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:57:46.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If God has fit you to be a missionary, I would not have you shrivel down to be a king."&lt;br /&gt;-Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Great Great Aunt Mary was a Missionary. This week, at the age of 106 she passed away. No, thats not a typo, she was 106 years old. Quite incredible if I do say so my self. She was a missionary in Asia during her younger years, and had a book written about her called "Go For It!" which im trying to find, its around here somewhere. I cant say that I had a personal relationship with her, I only met her a few times.&lt;br /&gt;But Ive gotta go, ill post more about her later...cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116191426613887886?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116191426613887886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116191426613887886' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116191426613887886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116191426613887886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-god-has-fit-you-to-be-missionary-i_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116158722299881389</id><published>2006-10-22T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:07:03.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, i got home from the beach with Joesph, Maxwel, Aly and Kars at around 4ish, i then fell asleep on the couch, and I just woke up aat around 1030ish. Im not too sure why i was soo tired, but now im thinking that im going to have a hard time sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend I went to a conference at peace portal. I found quite a few questionable things in the messages. So much so, that I was getting frustrated that I couldnt just listen. I rememeber praying during one of the messages "God, why cant I just listen? Just let me listen" I thought that I was being judgemental. One  of the speakers was talking about walking with god, he said that the foundation of walking with Jesus was a few things, i cant remeber his whole list but, it had to do with repentance, the word of god, prayer and so on. I remeber sitting there and just thinking that something wassnt right with what he was saying, those things are important, but they arnt the foundation of a relationship with Jesus, At this time i was begining to doubt my self, and i thought, "God, if this isnt right, show me" when the message was over, my friend(trying to pass time) said, "Hey Sean, how fast can you find 1Corinthians 3:10" just a random verse, I found it and read it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God was kind and let me become an expert builder. I laid a foundation on which others have built. But we must each be careful how we build because Christ is the only foundation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I felt like God was showing me that I had started to loose track of what the foundation of my relationship with Christ was, it had become all these different things, worship, church, etc. When in reality, the foundation is Christ and what he has done for me. It was a pretty neat experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116158722299881389?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116158722299881389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116158722299881389' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116158722299881389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116158722299881389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-i-got-home-from-beach-with-joesph.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116115460988884967</id><published>2006-10-17T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:56:49.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, when I got to work today i found that my bike was missing(i had left it in the "recycling" area in the parking lot, totally fenced in, because i was going thrift store shopping with joe and aly) this made me very upset, i figure that a homeless person took it, they hang around mcdonalds alot, we have good prices i guess?...but thats beside the point. When I realized that my bike was gone i was sad/angry, but i forgive the person that took it, i mean its annoying and unfortunate for me, but im ok, ill survive..haha...speaking of homeless people, one forgot his bag at on of the tables in the resturant, this was very shocking, i mean thats his whole life in there!&lt;br /&gt;But other than that, theres not much new in my life, im going to a conference and peace portal church on the weekend, should be good, and hoping to see God work in me and my youth group. Well thats my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116115460988884967?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116115460988884967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116115460988884967' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116115460988884967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116115460988884967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-when-i-got-to-work-today-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116071669429063488</id><published>2006-10-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:18:14.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;It me, Sean...apparently its time for a new post...so i'll just give you all an update on my life...aas boring as it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well, school is going good, im in the "global issues club" its basicly a bunch of humanitarians who do good things. but anyways, this year im in charge of doing the blood drive, which is where you give blood for injured people...Im liking doing this, its a new thing for me, im used to just doing things, not really planning, but now im kinda organising, which Im a little nervous about(pressures on), but fun. Well, its not jsut me organising, its me and my buddy Mitch, he's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Uhm...where to go from here, work is going good, but im thinking of quiting, Mcdonalds just doesnt cut it anymore...so im thinking starbucks, but we'll see what happens..speaking of starbucks, this week has been really exciting, ive switched to normal coffee, no more 4 dollars a day!...hurah for 1.75...but thats enough about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Ive been listening to this song from Hillsongs cd alot lately on my walk to and from school...I love it... its called "Awesome God"..Its pretty cool because it only has one "verse",  and they sing it over and over again and its so powerfull, yet so simple.&lt;br /&gt;"Our God is an awesome God, he reigns from heaven above, with wisdom, power and love. Our God is an awesome God"&lt;br /&gt; One thing thats become evident to me lately is how amazing it is that i can worship God on my walk to school, I dont have to be in a church, or anywhere for that matter. And all of that is because of what Jesus did on the Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amazing love, how can it be? That you my King would die for me"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116071669429063488?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116071669429063488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116071669429063488' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116071669429063488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116071669429063488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi-everyone-it-me-sean.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-116000778670028822</id><published>2006-10-04T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:23:06.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I went on a field trip today..."body world" at science world, for biology...im not too sure what i think about it yet...it was definatly wierd (for those who dont know, it an exhibit where they show real bodies, of people who have died, using plastics to preserve them..so you get to see all the organs and muscles and gross things)...very controversial...but anyways...it was kinda crazy to see...it was very sad to see the babies tho...i still dont really know what to think about it...some people were saying, "I wouldnt want that done to me when i die" but for me i dont really care(well i do care, but its not that important to me) what happens to my worldly body when i die, I know where my soul is going when i die...and how awesome and gracious is God to give me that comfort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my ipod came today..I wanted to give the purolator delivery guy a big hug, but i wasnt home when it came...to bad. I cant wait to put music on it:)..its all white and shiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, im gunna get goin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-116000778670028822?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116000778670028822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=116000778670028822' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116000778670028822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/116000778670028822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-went-on-field-trip-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115942111018911183</id><published>2006-09-27T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T22:26:21.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, looks like it time for a new post...figure ill just update you all on my exciting life!...haha&lt;br /&gt;Ive ordered an ipod(good idea joe:)...uhm schools goin pretty good...evolution is over, i had my test today...it seemed ok.....uhmmmmm me, my dad, and brother are gunna be going thru the book of romans...which should be good..and well not too much is goin on. Im still really liking crossway...its been an awesome change...I went to a youth band practice tonight at my old church...it was kinda hard to see all the old ppl again...really sad for me, i miss them alot, but I know that i cant be a healthy christian in that church...Im still planning on going to the youth group,...helping with worship, and im praying that ill be able to contribute to a healthier youth group, but im trying to hear where God is leading me, if im sposda stay there or not...but everything has been goin pretty good for me lately...well, bed time!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115942111018911183?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115942111018911183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115942111018911183' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115942111018911183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115942111018911183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-looks-like-it-time-for-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115907972857328249</id><published>2006-09-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:35:28.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, me and my friend joe decided that we wanted to ride our bikes to white rock...some say its 37.6km and others say it was 50+...so, im gunna let you guys be the judge of that. but anyways, it was a pretty tough ride, but me and joe made it..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       It was wierd, the best part of it all wasnt getting to white rock, it was right when we came over the crest of the hill on 168th, if you dont know where that is, its a REALLY big hill, ... right when we came over the top I saw the ocean, and as we continued on down the other side of the hill, the ocean disapeared behind the tree line. As this was happening, I gained some more inspiration to finish. I saw what i was riding for. I was reminded of how its so easy to forget what we're "riding for" and how god gives us reminders of what we are "riding for" thru out life. Often, for me, these types of wake up calls normally come when something bad happens, its a sad fact, but its true, ill find my self doing things my way, and it obviously wont go very well, then ill come crawling back to god, on my knees, undeserving, and god gives me his grace and forgiveness, and lifts me up. I dont know where to go from here really, haha not the greatest post end-er. Just one thing that I got from my ride was how awesome god is to remind me of what I should be living my life for. well off to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115907972857328249?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115907972857328249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115907972857328249' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115907972857328249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115907972857328249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-me-and-my-friend-joe-decided-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115871837127165633</id><published>2006-09-19T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T19:12:51.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/1812507-R1-E022..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/1812507-R1-E022..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               My mommy took that pic in Toffino, I wanna go there, apparently theres some good surfing there, ive never done that, i guess im not that hard core, or maybe the waves at white rock arnt quite big enough. I love the beach, maybe its the smell, or the ice cream, or maybe its the seagulls, they can be annoying, but in a good way ...some people are like seagulls, just keep on talking and talking and stealing your food, but in away its a good thing, these people keep you entertained and "on your toes" ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Well, that was some random good-ness, with no point at all. maybe Ill keep on goin about the beach, ...The amazing thing about the beach is how theres so much happening, tide going in and out, little baby fish being born and all that other stuff that i cant think of, but how amazing god is to create or "invent/imagine" that, what an awe inspiring plan, i cant just sit back and think that its some random occurence, I think that god puts beautiful stuff like the beach, and the mountains, in nature as a reminder of how great and powerful he really is, and how tiny and insignifigant we really are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115871837127165633?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115871837127165633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115871837127165633' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115871837127165633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115871837127165633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-mommy-took-that-pic-in-toffino-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115854812602575437</id><published>2006-09-17T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:55:26.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Answering a student's question, 'Will the heathen who have not heard the Gospel be saved?' thus, 'It is more a question with me whether we, who have the Gospel and fail to give it to those who have not, can be saved."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                -Charles Spurgeon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115854812602575437?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115854812602575437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115854812602575437' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115854812602575437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115854812602575437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/answering-students-question-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115836484614138989</id><published>2006-09-15T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:00:46.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I havent posted in a couple days...and I dont have anything to really say...haha, and according to aly, rambling will get you comments, so thats what I plan on doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ....well, a while back i posted about reading thru john, I kept on going and now im in romans, which has been really good, it was neat, because i was reading acts on saturday night, and the sermon the next day was in acts....but anyways, ive been hearing alot about the holy spirit, which is a new and exciting thing for me to be learning about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      So, school is going good so far, havent gotten too much homework yet. One thing that ive noticed is that Ive taken my faith into my school, I used to let my religion stay at the church building, and not let it play a part in my life. Its been good, im much more aware of what im saying and how im acting, I almost see it as a responsability for me, because most people know that im a christian, and I dont want to be sending out an image thats not becoming of what i believe. Im not perfect, but ive noticed a change, which is only possible thru christ. So, well, ya schools going good.&lt;br /&gt;      Uhm ya, goin bowling tonight, should be a wicked sweet time...but anyways, i think ive rambled long enough....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115836484614138989?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115836484614138989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115836484614138989' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115836484614138989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115836484614138989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-i-havent-posted-in-couple-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115821063922049269</id><published>2006-09-13T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:10:39.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/DSC03235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/DSC03235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:26&lt;br /&gt;"In your anger do not sin, Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115821063922049269?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115821063922049269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115821063922049269' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115821063922049269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115821063922049269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/ephesians-426-in-your-anger-do-not-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115810972261442599</id><published>2006-09-12T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:08:42.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today I was on the bus, yupp im cool, and I saw the mom of a teen from my old church who had passed away earlier this year, it was very saddening to see, she had this empty look on her face, like nothing in the world really mattered anymore, the lady is not a christian. After something like that happens what does someone in her postition do to deal with the grief? I just dont know what I would do, I mean the death was hard on me, but I had peace of knowing where he went, and believing that he went there, but she on the other hand has no idea what layed ahead for her son. Where do you go, what do you do when something so tradgic like that happens and you dont have the peace that jesus gives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In biology today we started taking notes on evolution, some of it is pretty hard to sit thru, my teacher has made clear her postition on evolution, she believes most of it. Its just hard to take notes and have to learn something that you dont believe to be true. In an earlier post I had talked about how it may be an opprtunity to witness to my classmates, so far nothing has come up, I guess Ill have to be patient, and god willing, something may come up. Well, that was my exciting day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115810972261442599?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115810972261442599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115810972261442599' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115810972261442599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115810972261442599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-today-i-was-on-bus-yu_115810972261442599.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115794585971117226</id><published>2006-09-10T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T20:39:09.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, Im watching poseidon right now, the movie where cruise ship gets hit by big wave, and ya so there another thing to add to my list of things that I hope never happens to me!.hehe but anyways, theres a scene where all of the main characters are in a vent, and water is rising below, but to get out the vent and to safety they need to remove a metal type thing, that is blocking their way out they try with their hands to screw off the bolts but they cant get them off, then all of the sudden one of the characters has a metal cross jewlery thinger, and it works to get the screws off and they all get out!...So exciting!...haha Isnt that just like the situation our world is in, the "water" is rising and we try toget to "safety" or god on our own, but we will never be able to do it, our only hope rests in the cross. I just thought, wow thats kinda symbolic...well homework time!..yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115794585971117226?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115794585971117226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115794585971117226' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115794585971117226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115794585971117226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-im-watching-poseidon-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115786825286272916</id><published>2006-09-09T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:04:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i was reminded of how much god provides great friends in my life..isnt that awesome..but im off to bed! yay..i love to sleep! ZzzZzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115786825286272916?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115786825286272916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115786825286272916' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115786825286272916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115786825286272916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-i-was-reminded-of-how-much-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115778327807557406</id><published>2006-09-08T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:27:58.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/sean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored one day, so i decided to see what i would look like with facial hair...not too sure if I like it, still gotta decide.  yupp, i have no life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115778327807557406?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115778327807557406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115778327807557406' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115778327807557406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115778327807557406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-was-bored-one-day-so-i-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115776225894472741</id><published>2006-09-08T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:37:38.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...today i went to the dentist...and my mouth hurttttttttttttttssssssss x1000......ok, well it doesnt hurt that bad, but it does hurt...oh well, it was actually kinda scary for me cus the person working on me had JUST finished school..haha and was asking all these questions to the "experienced" dentist...but i made it thru, thankfully, anyways im off to youth!..funfun, should be good:) talk to you all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115776225894472741?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115776225894472741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115776225894472741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115776225894472741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115776225894472741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115767979734158473</id><published>2006-09-07T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T18:43:17.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I took a look back at my self, and realised that i wassnt reading my bible enough(and at some points, at all), so, i started reading my bible everynight, and read thru the book of john, and the one thing that kept on going thru my mind almost the intire time was how much jesus loves me! ya thats right me, something that i had heard over and over in sunday school "jesus love me this i know, for the bible tells me so"  that very popular kids worship song. although i had heard it so much, it didnt really click in that he loved me, sean. i had always just pictured it as jesus loves the world or everyone, but never really jesus loves sean, so much so that he would take gods rath on the cross for him...how exciting is that! And even before he was about to do this, he wassnt thinking about himself, he was thinking of me(and everyone else for that matter) but that makes it so much more personal for me...what an awesome god!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115767979734158473?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115767979734158473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115767979734158473' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115767979734158473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115767979734158473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/few-weeks-ago-i-took-look-back-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115759342706915114</id><published>2006-09-06T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:43:47.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.&lt;br /&gt;Well about to head off to work, and thought I would write something on here. Today was the first full day of school, it went pretty well. It seems that I will have a pretty good semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             I have biology this semester, and it turns ot that I will have to learn about evolution, im not quite sure what to think about this. I have to learn something that I know isnt true, and I have to watch my classmates learn un-true things aswell. I was talking to my dad about it and he said that it might be a good opertunity to witness to my classmates, this is a VERY intimidating  thing for me to think about do, but I know that I should just step forward in this in faith, but im human, and if anything good is going to come from this i need to just rely on god, which is a hard to do...but best be goin, work time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115759342706915114?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115759342706915114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115759342706915114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115759342706915114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115759342706915114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115750856025796547</id><published>2006-09-05T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T19:09:20.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6222/3730/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my sunglasses. they are my favorite! Although I look like a bug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115750856025796547?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115750856025796547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115750856025796547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115750856025796547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115750856025796547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-my-sunglasses.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33926227.post-115750418235082044</id><published>2006-09-05T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:56:22.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, my first post...I wonder if anyone will read this...im so excited, i can talk about whatever I want to. But yet i still dont know what i want to talk about. School started today..was nice to see all my school peeps again, hadnt seen them in a while over the summer. Ive decided that Iam going to do good this year..try to not slack off.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;         Im very excited for the bible study groups on wednesday, hoping that that we will all grow closer to god and each other on wednesdays at lunch, our socials teacher, Mr Thornton started that a few years ago, and its slowly been growing...I really feel that god played a major part in that happening in our school, it helps alot, plays a reminder of what im living my life for, I often find that I can get lost in whats going on at school or work and tend to forget about what I should be living my life for, god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Well Ive been feeling that its time for a change in my home church, and have felt god pulling me to somewhere that I will get fed, spirtitually. Ive now found that place! good news eh...my parents chuch, well my church now too i guess..haha crossway community church...but ya im looking forward to attending there and getting to know all the youth and ppl there...anyways Ive been typing for a very long time, and I dont know if anyone will even read all this...&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      Well just thought i would try this "blog" thing...see what all the hype is about..but talk ot all you lovely people later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33926227-115750418235082044?l=seanevansblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115750418235082044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33926227&amp;postID=115750418235082044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115750418235082044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33926227/posts/default/115750418235082044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanevansblog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow-my-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09441478415457004646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
