<?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-4730475356542201870</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:39:07.985-07:00</updated><category term='contest'/><category term='bible'/><category term='captions'/><category term='funny'/><category term='new exodus'/><category term='Old Testament'/><category term='random'/><category term='theology'/><category term='temple'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='covenant'/><category term='high priest'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Hebrews'/><title type='text'>Have you not heard?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4730475356542201870.post-5350990482093526150</id><published>2009-04-26T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:27:57.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark Driscoll on Joplin, MO</title><content type='html'>So currently, I am reading Mark Driscoll's book, "Confessions of a Reformission Rev.: Hard Lessons From an Emerging Missional Church" (great  book, btw, I would highly recommend it!) and I came across a very humorous analysis he gives about Joplin, MO.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We have added a number of new elders. One of them is a very bright young man in his twenties named Mike, who moved from Joplin, Missouri, to Seattle to work at Microsoft. I have taught at conferences in Joplin a few times and must report that it is among the most peculiar places on earth. First every item on every menu at every restaurant comes covered in gravy. Second, the town is filled with large fireworks stands because rednecks apparently like things that blow up. Third, the big emloyer in town is FAG ball bearings, and the town is filled with large white billboards that simply say FAG in large black letters (I am not making this up)." (page 156)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having lived in southwest Missouri my whole life, and currently living in Springfield (only an hour from Joplin) I can personally attest that all three of these are true, and I can also attest that Joplin is certainly one of the weirdest places I have visited as well. Pastor Mark, if you ever read this blog post, here are a couple things you need to know:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Spend most of your time in Springfield if you come here; too much time spent in Joplin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; make you crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Fireworks are fun, and we do like to blow things up. There's not as much to do with our free time here as there is in Seattle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. We are not all rednecks in SWMO, and I enjoy making fun of them as much as you probably do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. About FAG bearings...well, actually, I don't think I need to say more. You pretty much covered that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What places do you think are weird? What things about those places make them weird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-5350990482093526150?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/5350990482093526150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/04/mark-driscoll-on-joplin-mo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/5350990482093526150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/5350990482093526150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/04/mark-driscoll-on-joplin-mo.html' title='Mark Driscoll on Joplin, MO'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4730475356542201870.post-2305053411479449771</id><published>2009-04-07T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:35:07.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high priest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temple'/><title type='text'>Ryan Ferguson Recites Hebrews 9 and 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-8919399424910324675&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" style="width:400px;height:326px" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Hebrews was written as a sermon in written form (due to the author's reluctant absence from the body he was writing to). Thus, it is intended to be preached orally to the audience. Ryan Ferguson has the right idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-2305053411479449771?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/2305053411479449771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/04/ryan-ferguson-recites-hebrews-9-and-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/2305053411479449771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/2305053411479449771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/04/ryan-ferguson-recites-hebrews-9-and-10.html' title='Ryan Ferguson Recites Hebrews 9 and 10'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4730475356542201870.post-3717085066749948064</id><published>2009-04-01T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:25:13.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed</title><content type='html'>So I have a new (or relatively new) obsession. Can anyone guess what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, if you guessed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.google.com/intl/en_ALL/images/logo.gif" alt="Google" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then you win the jackpot. (Sadly, I'm broke, so you'll have to settle with a pat on the back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of you out there who don't know, Google is &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; best thing since whatever the last best thing was!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, yeah, we all know you can do a Google search for pretty much anything on the WWW. But if that is all ya'll use Google for, you're definitely missing out. So for all you Google novices out there, I'm going to give you a little taste of heaven (aka Google previews).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Cue shameless plug and free advertisement for Google)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="f_s9" href="http://pack.google.com/intl/en/pack_installer.html" title="Google Pack"&gt;Google Pack&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="z-ra" href="http://www.google.com/chrome" title="Google Chrome"&gt;Chrome&lt;/a&gt;  (best web browser in the world; Firefox and IE have nothing on this one!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="p0-k" href="http://www.gmail.com/" title="Gmail"&gt;Gmail&lt;/a&gt;  (if its not your default email account, get with the times)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="x050" href="http://docs.google.com/" title="Documents"&gt;Docs&lt;/a&gt;  (who knew you could create, edit and share documents through Google?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="nqm_" href="http://www.google.com/calendar" title="Calendar"&gt;Calendar&lt;/a&gt;  (blows Outlook out of the water!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="yhmz" href="http://www.google.com/talk" title="Google Talk"&gt;Chat&lt;/a&gt;  (IM client through your Gmail address)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="ahwc" href="http://earth.google.com/" title="Google Earth"&gt;Earth&lt;/a&gt;  (satellite photography, 3d buildings, even outer space)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a id="mwz0" href="http://picasa.google.com/" title="Picasa Photo Album"&gt;Picasa&lt;/a&gt; (upload all your pics to an online photo album)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a id="exsk" href="http://www.blogger.com/" title="Blogspot"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; (the web's most popular blog engine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="atc5" href="http://maps.google.com/" title="Maps"&gt;Maps&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="pk8i" href="http://www.google.com/" title="Google Search"&gt;Search Engine&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="q41_" href="http://www.youtube.com/" title="Youtube"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt; (if you don't know what youtube is, do us a favor and stay off the internet, please!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="zix3" href="http://www.google.com/goog411" title="GOOG-411"&gt;1-800-GOOG-411&lt;/a&gt;  (free directory assistance; or text the keyword to 466453)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="w22c" href="http://checkout.google.com/" title="Secure Online Purchasing"&gt;Google Checkout&lt;/a&gt; (PayPal is a thing of the past for all you eBayers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="hp4t" href="http://www.google.com/reader" title="Google Blog Reader"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/a&gt;  (never miss an important blog update and share comments on your friends' blogs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Google makes it even easier with products like Google Desktop (included in Google Pack) and iGoogle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for you lucky ones like me, you can even use all of Google's awesome (and always-free) services on your &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://t-mobileg1.com"&gt;cell phone,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; including Gmail, Calendar, Maps, Documents, Chat, and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go, my young Google apprentices, and explore all that it has to offer you. Then come back and share with me (via my blog comment section) which Google products you enjoy the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-3717085066749948064?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/3717085066749948064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/04/obsessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/3717085066749948064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/3717085066749948064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/04/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4730475356542201870.post-3176405045279127443</id><published>2009-03-31T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:09:02.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradoxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am a paradox. (My apologies to Sister if this sets the tone for the entire blog reading and causes your brain to explode.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Reading through some blogs and subsequent blog comments the other day, I came across this comment:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51)"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At some points I feel like I am looking right directly into your eyes and at other times I am looking up at you. I have disciplined myself to look at others higher than myself."&lt;/b&gt; I immediately had to reread the comment again, and the lightbulb of conviction (ya'll know what I'm talking about) flicked on in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;As I sat pondering this comment, conviction poured over me. I realised that this is not how I generally treat people in my life. At least in my mind, I tend to categorise people based on how much enjoyment I get out of spending time with them, or on what they can do for me. Rarely (if ever) do I consider what they are hiding behind the facade they show the world. I never consider their struggles, and if I do, it is generally with an internal attitude of disdain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;God knows I have struggles of my own. Bad ones. Ones I tend to keep on their leash when others are around. But its like my brain has a disconnect in it. When I judge someone for the struggles they have, I never stop to consider the fact that I am no better than they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today, when reading this blog comment, the Lord convicted me about how prideful I really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;How I tend to look down on people in their imperfections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;How I carry myself like I'm better than so-and-so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And then, the paradox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I am so insecure with myself sometimes. In certain social settings, I feel inadequate. I feel as though people can see right through me. Can see my struggles, my fears, my sinful ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Maybe I use my pride / judgments to cover up these insecurities. Maybe I use assertiveness to hide my awkwardness in certain social settings. But why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I want to be able to look a person in the eyes and have compassion on them when I see in them a struggle I find myself dealing with as well.  I want to feel that empathy that comes from connecting on a level deeper than the superficial, day-to-day level on which most people interact. And I want to be able to look &lt;i&gt;up&lt;/i&gt; to those people who are real and vulnerable enough to be open and honest enough to reveal their insecurities and struggles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Many times in the Gospels, Jesus, teaching his "kingdom ethics" (most of which turn the ethics of worldly kingdoms on their heads), honors humility:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;the first shall be last, and the last shall be first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;he who exalts himself shall be humbled, and he who humbles himself shall be exalted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;whoever is greatest among you, let him be your servant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;This is the paradox of Jesus' 'kingdom' ethics. To live in this world, but  to live as members of a different Kingdom, and as such, to abide by the 'laws' (if you will) of that Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Compassion. Empathy. Humility. These are all characteristics that every person possesses to some degree or another. But do we allow our lives to be dominated by them? No. Do we allow them to govern our interactions with fellow human beings, believers and non-believers alike? No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;When a person is at their lowest point in life, whether because of poor choices, broken relationships, job loss, the loss of a loved one, or whatever the case may be, do we demonstrate Christ's love to them and share in their pain? Or do we kick them and beat them up even more, forcing them to feel even more isolated in their pain and struggles? Do we step out of our comfort zones and bring comfort to those who need it the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;I offer as an alternative that we begin obeying Christ's command -- "deny yourselves, take up your cross daily and follow me". We don't carry crosses alone; not even Jesus carried His alone. When I see someone struggling to survive under the heavy loads he bears -- loads of sin, temptation, internal struggles -- instead of standing there with my square stance and my arms crossed over my chest, amusing myself with someone else's pain, perhaps I should extend a helping hand, look him square in the eyes, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; him that his pain is my pain, that his burden is my burden, and that I am going to help him carry that burden as far as need be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the friend I want to be, and this is the Christ-follower I am called to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So maybe next time I see a person being real about their struggles, reaching out for another human being to feel a warm embrace or to know they're not all alone in this vast universe, maybe I will take a moment to consider &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; struggles. Maybe I will look him deeply in the eyes and see the pain inside his soul and I will realise that his pain is &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I will discipline myself to look at others as higher than myself. As someone I can look up to as a model of Christ-like behavior. It goes against normal human behavior, but as members of a New Kingdom, it is the only way. And it is a paradox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-3176405045279127443?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/3176405045279127443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/03/paradoxes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/3176405045279127443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/3176405045279127443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/03/paradoxes.html' title='Paradoxes'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4730475356542201870.post-2910918487601837642</id><published>2009-03-10T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:46:16.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Testament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new exodus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='covenant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><title type='text'>Covenant (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 6px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; min-height: 1100px; counter-reset: __goog_page__ 0; font-size: 10pt; line-height: normal; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'Arial Narrow'; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;God is always communicating with His people. Throughout history, God speaks. And many times He uses people as His means of speaking to the world (notable exceptions include pillars of cloud and fire, burning bushes, random donkeys, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The Israelites, who had entered into a sacred covenant relationship with God on Mount Sinai, have, over and over again, broken covenant with God. They were called out of their oppression and bondage in slavery and brought out into a life of freedom by God in order to be a reflection upon the earth of this "God who Delivers". Their covenant with God is the means by which God will reveal who He is to the entire world. Israel, by remembering who this God is and what He has done for them by delivering them from an oppressive, evil nation, is supposed to become the antithesis of Egypt: they are to become a nation who shows compassion upon the poor, brings liberation to the oppressed, and treats everyone with justice and righteousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;But they fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;As Israel settles into the Promised Land--a land where they are free from bondage--they begin to enslave the people who live in that land. And as the nation grows, so does Israel's likeness to Egypt, until, by the time of King Solomon, slave labor is used to build the very temple in which this liberating God is to be worshiped. Ironic, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;As Israel's wealth grows and its kingdom expands, so does its military strength. King Solomon builds military outposts and imports horses and chariots from Egypt in order to protect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The oppressed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The poor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The outcasts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;No. He strengthens Israel's military in order to protect the vast amounts of wealth and power that he has accumulated, and to continue propagating the oppression of the less fortunate. The covenant seems to be all but forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;But some people in Israel do not follow the status quo. &lt;i&gt;They&lt;/i&gt; have not forgotten the covenant they had made with God on Sinai. These dissenters--prophets, they are called--step up and allow their voices to be heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;They speak &lt;i&gt;for&lt;/i&gt; God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;For the covenant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;For those being enslaved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;They have not forgotten Moses' warnings about what will happen to Israel if she breaks covenant with God. They have not forgotten the deliverance that brought them out of slavery in the first place. And, speaking as God's mouthpiece, they protest the evils that Israel is propagating. Israel has become complacent. Israel has taken advantage of their freedom. And if they do not honor the covenant that they have made with God, they may very well end up back where they started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;In the Egypt of slavery and bondage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Are their voices heard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Does Israel listen to God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Does Israel honor the covenant she made with him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Are the slaves freed and oppression ended and military might diminished?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;As the story goes, a new empire rises up, taking Israel captive, killing many and taking many others as slaves. Their entitlement to the special position as "the people of God" only goes so far. They are back where they started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;The oppressed have become the oppressors, who become the oppressed again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;Stay tuned for part 2, coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-2910918487601837642?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/2910918487601837642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/03/covenant-part-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/2910918487601837642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/2910918487601837642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/03/covenant-part-1.html' title='Covenant (Part 1)'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</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-4730475356542201870.post-7268779801231671192</id><published>2009-02-18T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:55:10.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Captionize 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright everyone, as part of my new blog, one of my weekly postings is going to be "Captionize". Here are the rules of engagement: Every Wednesday, I will post a randomly selected picture on my blog and provide a few possible captions that I think are entertaining/outlandish/downright hilarious. In my comments section, you as my wonderful blog-readers will have the opportunity to vote on which caption you like the best. Or if you are feeling creative, feel free to post your own caption and we will see which caption(s) are the most popular.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this week, here is the picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__VmlJKU4-cw/SZzk4Uc9CDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qfLvHIMHSuU/s1600-h/Caption_2007-04-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__VmlJKU4-cw/SZzk4Uc9CDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qfLvHIMHSuU/s400/Caption_2007-04-15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304366117349558322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__VmlJKU4-cw/SZzkqYheGgI/AAAAAAAAAOA/9wu_hIOjSbw/s1600-h/Caption_2007-04-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Caption #1: France's military draft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Caption #2: San Francisco welfare queue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Caption #3: Mattel releases a new line of Ken dolls; Barbie commits suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-7268779801231671192?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/7268779801231671192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/02/captionize-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/7268779801231671192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/7268779801231671192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/02/captionize-1.html' title='Captionize 1'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__VmlJKU4-cw/SZzk4Uc9CDI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qfLvHIMHSuU/s72-c/Caption_2007-04-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4730475356542201870.post-6537420146108609974</id><published>2009-02-18T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:24:37.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A New Era</title><content type='html'>Well, a new era has begun in the blogosphere. Thats right!! Matt has decided to start blogging (again) and what better way than to create a new blog. Previously, I was blogging at www.onceinagreatwhile.blogspot.com, but I decided a new change was in order. For those of you who know me well, you will probably throw your head back and laugh heartily at me and say, "Oh you silly Matt, you won't keep up a regular blog." Well, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mon frere&lt;/span&gt;, you might be right. Or wrong. The important thing is, I am going to make a concerted effort to post several times a week on here. So be sure you check back regularly and PLEASE, for the love of Jebus...leave comments!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4730475356542201870-6537420146108609974?l=mattylayton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/feeds/6537420146108609974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/6537420146108609974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4730475356542201870/posts/default/6537420146108609974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattylayton.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-era.html' title='A New Era'/><author><name>Matt Layton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08567239092419189972</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
