<?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-22480098</id><updated>2012-01-16T05:15:12.832-08:00</updated><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='church in a bar'/><category term='hurricane Kyle'/><category term='Sydney'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='More Melbourne'/><category term='snobs'/><category term='leadership'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='viral video'/><category term='Risks'/><category term='Michael Pilley Day'/><category term='Eternity'/><category term='tripp and tyler'/><category term='push'/><category term='City Church'/><category term='Cute Animals... Good Pictures... 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Our journey began with the walk to the Dome of the Rock (a.k.a. The “Al Aqsa Mosque”) and the Western (or "Wailing" wall). As we walked there, it was profoundly interesting to walk through both Israeli and Palestinian security forces. Within a matter of fifty to a hundred feet, Israeli mothers and fathers sing songs for their childrens' Barmitzvahs while Palestinian worshippers prepare to enter one of Islam's holiest sites. The celebratory nature of the Barmitzvahs was contagious even though the cultural traditions of worship were foreign to me and somewhat bizarre at times. Without sounding insensitive, the men beat their heads against the wall as they pray to express their sincerity and devotion to the Lord. Before you judge... you might beat your head against the wall a bit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; line-height: 200%; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;The devotion of the Jews praying at the Western wall was unmistakeable, but my heart sunk at the reality that their worship is misguided. Essentially, they're just beating their heads against the wall. The good news of the Gospel is that Jesus came to tear down the temple system so that the Holy Spirit could dwell inside the hearts of men. We don't need to go to a place to worship anymore. We are the Temple of God if Christ is in our lives. It is the fulfillment of prophecy after prophecy straight from their Scriptures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; line-height: 200%; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;Rather than embrace this reality and the newfound freedom of a personal relationship with God, Jews choose to reject Jesus and continue “waiting” for God to bring a Messiah or someone else who will reestablish the Temple. Rather than point the finger at the Jews, it sincerely caused me to ask the question: &lt;i&gt;“Is anything in my own worship misguided?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; I don't want any passion in my life towards the Lord to be misplaced. My prayer is that my methods of cultural worship would always be honoring to the Lord. I don't want to wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; up like a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o68SHyTgKtA/ThXzCvABkKI/AAAAAAAABMg/9BKe2eL1NLw/s1600/kylewall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o68SHyTgKtA/ThXzCvABkKI/AAAAAAAABMg/9BKe2eL1NLw/s320/kylewall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626670537771159714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; Jew beating my head against the wall thinking it shows my passion for God when it is nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; more than misg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;uided worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; line-height: 200%; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;As you think about your worship, is there anyt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;hing misguided? Maybe you try to sing the songs super loud and clap right on cue, but in your life there are some things that Jesus wants Lordship over. Jesus wants true worship through the obedience of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; line-height: 200%; text-decoration: none" align="JUSTIFY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal"&gt;Today has really caused a great many feelings and emotions, but that's enough for now. Love you all and miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1336208311883871534?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1336208311883871534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1336208311883871534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1336208311883871534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1336208311883871534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-beat-your-head-against-wall.html' title='Don&apos;t beat your head against a wall.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xpo3zdSs8sA/ThXzdefL6vI/AAAAAAAABMo/LUB0hVVicV4/s72-c/prayingwall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5034890008642951171</id><published>2011-03-27T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T11:19:07.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let the devil get into your mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcXiEVZnckE/TY9-xLjOIuI/AAAAAAAABG8/BTqYT0MIpKw/s1600/guilt-trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcXiEVZnckE/TY9-xLjOIuI/AAAAAAAABG8/BTqYT0MIpKw/s400/guilt-trip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588825045969281762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now, it is 10:14 on Sunday morning and I am (abnormally) not at &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity.com/"&gt;City Church&lt;/a&gt; today. Every ounce of my body wants to be there, but I am too sick to attend. Right before my wife left the door, she said something incredibly insightful that allowed me to be used by God while sick at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Kyle, don't let the devil get into your mind this morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the question caught me off guard. I'm a pastor constantly telling others to rid themselves of the thoughts of the enemy... why would my wife ask me that question? Then I asked her a clarifying question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What do you mean by that?"&lt;/span&gt; - Lisa's response was spot on. She told me not to let the devil tell me I'm a bad pastor because I wasn't well enough physically to be in church. In that moment, that was exactly the thought in my mind. I had not spoken it to anyone, but I was feeling it. I kept thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I could probably muster up the strength to get in there."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What if people feel let down?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I hadn't said a word, my wife tapped into an unspoken sense of guilt set in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All it takes is a TINY amount of guilt for the devil to get into our brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my wife not given me that encouragement, I would be sitting here quietly allowing a negative thought process to go down. When we are tempted to start going down that road, we need the Word of God wash our minds. So I read these verses to renew my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Romans 12:2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. John 15:4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When our minds are RENEWED, we are ready for DIVINE OPPORTUNITIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;COOL STORY - While sitting at home, the church phone number rang and a woman called who couldn't find City Church. Normally, I would never have had the time to answer this call 3 minutes before the service, but I believe God supernaturally allowed me to be at home sick just so that woman could find our church.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my mind was renewed, I wasn't dwelling on what I couldn't do (be at church), and I was open to what God wanted me to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While sick at home, God used me to help ONE person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTION for you: how does the devil get into your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is is telling you you're not a good parent?&lt;br /&gt;-Is it telling you God hates you because you're addicted to porn?&lt;br /&gt;-Is it telling you that girl is prettier than you are?&lt;br /&gt;-Is it telling you that you'll never amount to anything in life?&lt;br /&gt;-Is it something completely different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That nagging sense of guilt from your past can prevent you from what God has for you. It can keep us from being used by God. You aren't defined by your sins if you know Jesus, you are defined by your Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHALLENGE: when guilt comes: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;RENEW&lt;/span&gt; your mind with God's word so you can be ready for whatever God wants to do through you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5034890008642951171?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5034890008642951171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5034890008642951171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5034890008642951171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5034890008642951171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-let-devil-get-into-your-mind.html' title='Don&apos;t let the devil get into your mind...'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcXiEVZnckE/TY9-xLjOIuI/AAAAAAAABG8/BTqYT0MIpKw/s72-c/guilt-trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6530363679171765571</id><published>2011-03-20T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:03:35.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUsehTbcDEU/TYbZbY1gknI/AAAAAAAABGc/1SOfc9Tp3d0/s1600/kylespeaking3.13.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUsehTbcDEU/TYbZbY1gknI/AAAAAAAABGc/1SOfc9Tp3d0/s200/kylespeaking3.13.11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586391452346258034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Sunday night, and Lisa and I are literally just finishing what has been a long day of ministry for us. I spoke today on the question "What am I going to do with my life?" The topic really seemed to resound with people who have a desire for God to do something in their lives but aren't really sure where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might sound weird, but I'm going to share something I learned from giving this message today. Yes... believe it or not pastors should learn something even when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; speak. The biggest thing I learned from my message today was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many people feel like they are in "the waiting game" in life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"The waiting game," is a sense that God will do something large in our lives&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but current mundane circumstances cause us to feel in between, unsure, and as if what we're doing now is marginally significant. I didn't expect so many people to respond that they felt like they were precisely in this place, but lots of you are there right now from the show of hands in the service and conversations I had afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through many waiting times in my life. They aren't  fun, but in some ways life is really one big waiting game to the next, so we all need to learn to "wait well." Truthfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hearing God's voice = much easier said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took a risk today to be vulnerable up front and say that I have never  received a clear "call" from God to be a pastor. Some might say that  makes my ministry illegitimate. I respectfully disagree. For me, it has been more a journey of discovering my gifts and abilities and realizing that pastoral ministry was the perfect "fit" for my life. While there have been a few key undeniable acts of God in there, it's  been much more of a process for me. The ONLY reason I do sometimes hear from God is when I open the Bible  and pray. As trite as it sounds. The Bible is called "God's word"  because it is "God's word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BOTTOM LINE:&lt;/span&gt;  hearing God's voice is no easier for a pastor than anyone else. Many pastors feel like their ministry is one big waiting game for God to "do something." Truth is, He is often waiting on US to "DO SOMETHING."  We need to learn to "wait actively."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few ways I challenged our church to "wait actively" that I leave to anyone out there who feels like they're in a "waiting game." Hopefully it helps you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Remember what you deserve.&lt;/span&gt; Many of us live life thinking God owes something to us and unintentionally confuse God's will for their lives with an illusion of grandeur. We deserve death, punishment, and separation from God. In Christ, God has already given us everything we could ever desire in this life and riches unfathomable in the next. When in a waiting game, keep this in mind to put things in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Stick to the basics.&lt;/span&gt; God's will is very simple: he wants our obedience. The next right decision in front of us is God's will for us. In a waiting season, there are still lots of things right here and right now we need to take seriously. They might seem mundane, but they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;3. It takes TIME.&lt;/span&gt; If God has spoken something to you that He wants to do in your life (yes I believe He does that - Check John 16:13 if you don't believe me), always remember that it takes TIME. Nothing great happens overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a waiting season? Leave a comment. I'd love to pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LISTEN TO THE MESSAGE&lt;/span&gt; on the web &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity.podomatic.com/entry/2011-03-20T21_00_49-07_00"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; or on iTunes &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/cCqZYc"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; if you'd like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-6530363679171765571?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6530363679171765571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6530363679171765571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6530363679171765571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6530363679171765571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2011/03/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUsehTbcDEU/TYbZbY1gknI/AAAAAAAABGc/1SOfc9Tp3d0/s72-c/kylespeaking3.13.11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-3595069655988770629</id><published>2011-02-17T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:18:12.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to grow your church... the "Dingle" way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1nqItXobKno?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1nqItXobKno?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-3595069655988770629?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3595069655988770629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=3595069655988770629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3595069655988770629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3595069655988770629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-to-grow-your-church-dingle-way.html' title='How to grow your church... the &quot;Dingle&quot; way.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1552722579716195332</id><published>2011-01-03T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T11:11:44.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Top 4 ways you know you're a Twitter SNOB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TSNvsKvIjmI/AAAAAAAABDM/xR294LUs9lY/s1600/snob2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TSNvsKvIjmI/AAAAAAAABDM/xR294LUs9lY/s200/snob2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558409169692298850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If one or more of these four apply to you... you might be a Twitter snob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The smart-aleck &lt;/span&gt;(I  wanted to use another word here). You only respond to people's posts when you  have something negative to say OR a degrading joke that makes you look smarter than the tweeter. Rather than finding the heart of  what someone IS saying, you find the one thing it DOESN'T say and  digitally shame them publicly for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "Non-responder." &lt;/span&gt;You  only reply to @ replies when it's from an actual friend or someone with  more followers than you. It's one thing if it's a busy day and you  forget, but if it's an intentional decision not to respond to make  yourself look cool, you are a snob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "Un-Follower." &lt;/span&gt;You  un-follow people because you are ticked off at them for _______ INSERT   STUPID REASON HERE. This is the twitter equivalent of the 5 year old  who  tells his best friend he can't come to his birthday party because  he's  mad. OR you un-follow someone because you think you're too cool  for them. The ONLY reason I un-follow someone is if they un-follow me. I  do this not because I'm offended they've un-followed me, but because I  want relationships where both people can communicate. No one likes being  ignored. It's rude in real life, and it's rude online too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNGRATEFUL for RT's. &lt;/span&gt;When  someone RT's your post... THANK THEM! BE GRATEFUL when  something you  say blesses someone instead of just assuming they should  because you  are the cheese. If you don't thank people when they RT your post(s),  you're probably a snob. DISCLAIMER: I know that some people have too many followers  to do it all the time, but I also know that Justin Bieber (who has over  6.5 MILLION followers) still takes several hours daily to greet/thank his  fans. He doesn't have to, he's just not a snob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SYMPTOMS OF A SNOB - &lt;/span&gt;All  of these are symptoms of a person who thinks Twitter (and   subsequently the world) is all about them and their "Cool Clique."  Twitter is supposed to be a  place to tear down barriers between all  people, not a new fortress for even greater  walls. Don't be twitter  snobs people. It's immature. It's stupid. And YES... people notice. People notice snobs in the real world, and they can spot them on Twitter too.&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/22480098-1552722579716195332?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1552722579716195332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1552722579716195332' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1552722579716195332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1552722579716195332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-3-ways-you-know-youre-twitter-snob.html' title='Top 4 ways you know you&apos;re a Twitter SNOB.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TSNvsKvIjmI/AAAAAAAABDM/xR294LUs9lY/s72-c/snob2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-4577335215908105569</id><published>2010-11-18T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:46:17.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Spots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TOWEojzqYhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/5XStAJCnUr8/s1600/Blind_Spot_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TOWEojzqYhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/5XStAJCnUr8/s400/Blind_Spot_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540980748890825234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blind spot&lt;/span&gt;  (in driving) is an area in a car where the driver of the car simply can't see from his/her vantage point without turning his/her head to check. This picture highlights the different points where a driver is completely blind. In driving school, they teach a very simple lesson about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHECK YOUR BLIND SPOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the DRIVER's job to check his/ her blind spots before making a move. Sure, a wise driver nearby should avoid another car's blind spots; but technically, it is the DRIVER's responsibility to check his/her blind spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiritually, we have blind spots too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most famous examples of this in the Bible is the story of David (Read the entire story in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Samuel%2011-12&amp;amp;version=ESV"&gt;2nd Samuel 11-12&lt;/a&gt;). David had everything money could buy and then some. One day, David saw something he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couldn't &lt;/span&gt;have, and it drove him nuts. David saw a beautiful woman named Bathsheeba bathing and he wanted her... HAD to have her... problem was... she was already married to another man. Her husband Uriah wasn't just any man, he was a great man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did David do? He chose to put on his horse blinders and decided pursue his lust no matter how great the cost. Well, things got really messed up. The woman gets pregnant, David tries to cover it up, and winds up killing Uriah (his best soldier/commander) all because he chose to ignore the truth. Blind spots exist because sin exists, and Before we bash on David... we do this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The two "dimensions" of blind spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Those who simply don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Many times in life, we simply don't know that a blind spot is there. When we find out about it, we feel terrible, ashamed, and really want to make a change. I have had this happen to me plenty of times in life. I believe this is still sin, but it is sin of ignorance. Once the truth is brought into the light the person has the choice to either embrace the truth, or move to the next dimension of blindness by hardening their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Those who choose to believe their own lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-People who believe their own lies know the truth, but they think "know better" than God. Somehow, they feel exempt from the rules that apply to the rest of the universe. David was at this point the entire time until he saw the truth in a simply story from Nathan the prophet. He was choosing to believe what he wanted to be true rather than embrace what really was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you put some "horse blinders" on in an area of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being unaware for a period of time is one thing, but putting on horse blinders and willfully ignoring the truth will only wind up hurting YOU in the end. Leaders put on horse blinders all the time when they spiritualize failure and keep repeating the same things while expecting a different result. People do this all the time when confronted with something they don't like about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastors often get slammed by people wearing "horse blinders" because we are the ones who bring up the things people don't like about themselves. Rather than addressing the problem, people with "horse blinders" on simply attack the messenger. Pastors are prone to mistakes too, but for the most part they only want to help you improve your life. Rather than get angry, CHECK YOUR BLIND SPOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have "horse blinders" on and don't know what to do... here's some advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. ACCEPT THE TRUTH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not be able to see the future clearly as long as you deny the present. Accept where you are wrong, ask forgiveness from Christ (AND the people involved) and experience the grace of Christ in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. BRING NEW PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt; into your life who will ask you tough questions. This one is CRUCIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many "friends" aren't real friends. Don't surround yourself with haters, but also don't surround yourself with people who just tell you what you want to hear. The goal of life is to become more like Christ. To get there, we need people in our lives who will be honest. AND we need to not attack those people when they tell us the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. WATCH GOD WORK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the exiting part! When God shows up in someone's life and removes the scales of blindness, it's an incredible sight to see.&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/22480098-4577335215908105569?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4577335215908105569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=4577335215908105569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4577335215908105569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4577335215908105569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/11/blind-spots.html' title='Blind Spots.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TOWEojzqYhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/5XStAJCnUr8/s72-c/Blind_Spot_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-8768724136240452763</id><published>2010-11-17T11:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T12:05:33.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to know when it's TIME TO GO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TOQyW5FSwyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/8qCNJJO4STc/s1600/time-to-go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TOQyW5FSwyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/8qCNJJO4STc/s400/time-to-go.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540608810434085666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately about how a person can "KNOW WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO." Life is one gigantic state of transition. We move from one place to live to the next, one school to the next, one occupation to the next, one stage of life to the next, and in between there are dozens of tiny adjustments and readjustments along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's true, then how do we know if it's time to "FORCE" a transition? In other words... how do we know when it's time to go? To make this more simple, I'm applying this post specifically to leaving a job, but it's principles apply to any life transitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. When in doubt... STAY PUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God is more interested in HOW we do what we do than what we do. In other words, God doesn't care if a person is a plumber, a businessperson, or a pastor. What He cares about is if that person is a HARD-WORKING plumber, an HONEST businessperson, or a FAITHFUL pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:23-24 says &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;"&lt;span class="il"&gt;Whatever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="il"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since &lt;span class="il"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; know that &lt;span class="il"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ &lt;span class="il"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are serving." (Colossians 3:23-24).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if God is stirring something up inside of you but you're still hashing through your thoughts and feelings... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STAY PUT&lt;/span&gt;. A bad job is still better than no job. If you're in a tough spot, work hard as if Jesus himself was your boss and start dreaming about a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Weigh the options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every profession/calling/leading will have elements you will not enjoy. Some parts of the grass might be greener on the other side, but there will always be tasks that are not particularly enjoyable. When looking for a new job, more money often translates to more stress. Whenever making a "jump," weigh all the options on the table BEFORE making the leap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Wise counsel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "counsel" appears over 90 times in the Bible. Proverbs 15:22 says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Without counsel plans fail, but with many advisers they succeed." &lt;/span&gt;Good counsel includes counsel from the Lord (in prayer/Bible reading/however you spend time with him), AND counsel from a few trustworthy people. The "trinity" of wise counsel is you, God, and people who are for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SIDEBAR:&lt;/span&gt; while you are in the "counsel" phase of the decision, KEEP IT TO YOURSELF. It is really important not to spill the beans to the wrong person. It causes problems you won't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Don't over-spiritualize the decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Christian, and I want God to drive ALL my decisions. Having said that, I have seen people waiting for "signs" from the Lord and MISS the truth. The right counsel in your life will tell you when you are out of line, and they will also tell you when it's time to make a decision. Pray about it, talk about it, but don't over-spiritualize the decision. God gave you a brain and free will. USE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Create a vision for "The New You."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst reason to leave a job is because someone isn't "happy" at the current one. Being "unhappy" at a job probably says more about your heart than it does your job. The Bible talks about being content wherever God puts us (2  Cor. 12:10; Phil. 4:11; 1 Tim. 6:8; Heb. 13:5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, there are still valid reasons to leave. Instead of leaving because of unhappiness, create with a vision for "The New You." "The New You" is honest about your strengths, weaknesses, and has a clear mental picture of what life should be like. Sometimes, compromises must be made to achieve "The New You." That's OK! Less money might mean more freedom. If that's part of the vision for "The New You," celebrate that. Get a clear picture of what you are looking for so that you know how to prioritize the options. The goal is to find something where you can operate in your strengths as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE: A new job is not just a new job, it should include a new vision for your life. Behind  it, underneath it, and in front of it is a sense that God is creating a  new "you" already. When it comes, you'll be ready! LEAD WITH VISION, and God will take you great places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-8768724136240452763?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8768724136240452763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=8768724136240452763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8768724136240452763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8768724136240452763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-know-when-its-time-to-go.html' title='How to know when it&apos;s TIME TO GO.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TOQyW5FSwyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/8qCNJJO4STc/s72-c/time-to-go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5779048273999533653</id><published>2010-09-29T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T09:32:06.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfing @ High Tide (Guest Post from My Dad)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TKNoivbqbzI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/uWAqQfdOrfU/s1600/surfing-celana-merah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TKNoivbqbzI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/uWAqQfdOrfU/s320/surfing-celana-merah1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522372514143694642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a guest post from my dad Steve Bonenberger. Check out his website &lt;a href="http://www.dailybiblesource.org/"&gt;The Daily Bible Source&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of the hottest days  on record here in Carlsbad, CA. The mercury topped over the century  marker in many places. Even on the coast which is usually cold &amp;amp;  dreary, the sun shone brightly &amp;amp; the temperatures were red-lining in  the mid-90's. The great part of the coast is of course the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The waves yesterday were brilliant in form and texture. 3 to 5  footers. All with that distinct 'barrel roll' that the surfers love. No  wash or wind that diffused the energy. And the surfers were out by the  hundreds. You have not lived until you watch those men and women of all  shapes and sizes in their wet suits, looking either like bloated  wallruses or sleek and swift sea otters paddling away from shore and in  the direction of the crashing waves. There was only one detering issue  yesterday, it was high tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;For those of us that are non-surfers, it is a sight to behold:  Surfing @ High Tide. Watching the power of the waves crash and literaly  break @ or very near the shoreline is a sensational sight to see and  observe. Watching surfers navigate the power of the waves as they ride  the crests knowing that the ankle deep water @ the shoreline is their  stopping and breakpoint is astonishing to me. Every single time I see  this, I still find it hard to imagine or believe what I am witnessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Watching the suited up and gliding on fiberglass walrusses and  sleek seals headlong speed towards thre shoreline is breathtaking. Each  of them knows the danger. Many of them tumble into the shallow and  threatening waters. Others who are more nimble and gifted ride the wave  of choice to the shoreline. All of them, those that get tossed and those  who are skilled enough to complete their ride, rise out of the waters  smiling...and...this is the astonishing part...turn their backs on the  shoreline that either just battered them or welcomed them with soft  sand...and head back into the ocean in search of the next perfect wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Surfing @ High Tide seems to be the metaphor for our day. I am more  of the bloated walrus than the sleek seal these days. I cannot swim  and although I wish I could do so, I cannot and do not surf. My mind is  though that these days are much akin to surfing @ high tide. We are each  staring @ the empowering wings of opportunity. Some of us will be  dashed and tossed. Others are more skillful and capable and will ride with ease to safety. It seems to me that neither outcome is optimal or  matters. What matters is that we take our boards, wax them up,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TKNo8rc_vhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/wIm3vFfFmoo/s1600/kyledad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TKNo8rc_vhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/wIm3vFfFmoo/s320/kyledad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522372959752142354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zip up  our wet suits and bound into the waters and away from the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The pull of moon on tides has always afixed and transfixed men and  women. For aeons upon aeaons tides have risen and tides have crested and  tides have fallen. Safety will return. The tide right now is high. The  swells are strong. The sun though is shining. May each of us find the  courage on this day to seek out wisdom for how to navigate these waters  of this day. May courage and wisdom bring success and sustainability to  all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photo of Kyle &amp;amp; Dad on Tuesday September 28th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5779048273999533653?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5779048273999533653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5779048273999533653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5779048273999533653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5779048273999533653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/09/surfing-high-tide-guest-post-from-my.html' title='Surfing @ High Tide (Guest Post from My Dad)'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TKNoivbqbzI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/uWAqQfdOrfU/s72-c/surfing-celana-merah1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1785229496329470880</id><published>2010-09-14T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:20:54.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I'm doing this week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TJA5-0xjerI/AAAAAAAAA7E/IGsHpmkuCu4/s1600/tattoodone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TJA5-0xjerI/AAAAAAAAA7E/IGsHpmkuCu4/s200/tattoodone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516973295010020018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/9YiybB"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; article about the "Group Tatting" from &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity.com/"&gt;City Church&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday bash has made this a particularly exciting week in my life. It's been fun to watch the story unfold and God spread it around the world. If you haven't seen the articles, google my name. It's insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write to share a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How am I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TJApHtl0hcI/AAAAAAAAA60/du6bHp3RvEs/s1600/crowdcheering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TJApHtl0hcI/AAAAAAAAA60/du6bHp3RvEs/s200/crowdcheering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516954756002907586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Truthfully, I'm struggling to keep my head above water. Prayers would be appreciated. Having said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD NOT CHANGE A THING! All of us who call City Church "home" should be PROUD of what He did through us and I'm excited about how God is using this story from Anaheim all the way to Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of our gathering of 200 people and a few tattoos, people are talking about Jesus who normally would not. THAT gets me excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember... THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING! There's years of ministry ahead. I want to encourage us to press on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will this "change" City Church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to that is... it depends on what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If "change" means "might there be more people who attend our service and grow in their relationship with Christ because of this"? Then yes. I hope so. The goal of our ministry is to bring lots of people to Jesus. Anyone is welcome. We will always be that way. We will always be the "church for people who don't like church."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if by "change" you mean "will we compromise our beliefs or core DNA because of this"? Then, the answer is ABSOLUTELY NOT. We are who we are in Christ. The only difference is that we might be a little bigger, we might have more people to celebrate with, and some more people have tattoos. That's it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am still who I am. Nothing will ever change the love in my heart for my Savior, my wife, and you, my trusted friends. I take being your pastor seriously. It's my pride and passion in life. That will NEVER change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A word of thanks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I am very grateful to the OC Register and Jeff Overly (the writer) for providing great coverage of the event, being willing to tackle our story, and putting City Church on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you Sunday! I already can't wait for what God is going to do.&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/22480098-1785229496329470880?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1785229496329470880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1785229496329470880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1785229496329470880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1785229496329470880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-im-doing-this-week.html' title='How I&apos;m doing this week...'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TJA5-0xjerI/AAAAAAAAA7E/IGsHpmkuCu4/s72-c/tattoodone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-8993304992295971433</id><published>2010-08-18T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:03:31.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TGwQ4-e1RWI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/fPdub5fop6M/s1600/isgoddead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TGwQ4-e1RWI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/fPdub5fop6M/s320/isgoddead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506795015398311266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a pastor (and as a person), I hear the question "Where is God?" a fair bit. This Time Magazine article cover asks the same question slightly differently by asking "Is God dead?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, people are not wondering where God physically is (though I have had that one too). Usually, the question is more like "Where is God when __________?" - Fill in the blank with a negative circumstance from my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I ask God that question regularly. When life doesn't make sense, God often seems distant. So, I'm going to ask some tough questions you might be dealing with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is God when a boyfriend/girlfriend you love dumps you?&lt;br /&gt;Where is God in the middle of an argument between a husband and wife?&lt;br /&gt;Where is God when you invest in a friend and he/she betrays you?&lt;br /&gt;Where is God when I pray for a job and I lose the one I had?&lt;br /&gt;Where is God when someone I pray for doesn't get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down underneath, all these questions are really asking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt; question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TGwR3Xje7_I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/JBbwwJBRrjg/s1600/WHERE-IS-GOD-FRONT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TGwR3Xje7_I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/JBbwwJBRrjg/s320/WHERE-IS-GOD-FRONT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506796087280594930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHERE IS GOD WHEN I don't see Him, can't hear Him, and don't feel Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I don't see/hear/feel God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. God is right where He has always been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is loving me the same, providing for me the same, and preparing an eternal future for me just the same as He promised. In fact, He is providing grace for me to get through the pain I am currently blaming Him for. He knows that when it's over, I'll recognize all He was doing behind the scenes. God is fine with delayed gratification... so why is it that I'm not?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here's the thing...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I don't see/hear/feel God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God is more concerned with changing my heart than the circumstances in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, I want God to be "Mr. Fix-It," but God wants to change my heart. The crappy situation I am currently dealing with is actually God's platform for my future. In order to get where He wants me to go, I need to learn to trust Him  as much in the bad situations as in the good ones. Of course God is capable of changing the situation, but I think He is much more interested in my heart than I give Him credit for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE: when I don't see/hear/feel God, HE IS THERE. Odds are,  if I'm praying about it, God's working on it! But what He's working on may not be the situation: it's probably MY HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My encouragement to you today if you're going through a tough situation: focus on how God wants to change you in the midst of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. If you are dealing with a painful situation right now, email me Kyle@LoveHopeCity.com. I'd love to pray for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-8993304992295971433?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8993304992295971433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=8993304992295971433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8993304992295971433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8993304992295971433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-is-god.html' title='Where is God?'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/TGwQ4-e1RWI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/fPdub5fop6M/s72-c/isgoddead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-626823570316499201</id><published>2010-06-24T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:04:56.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's why I KNOW God is real.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever struggled to believe that God is real? Or maybe you think God is real, but you've struggled to believe that he would really provide for you? Join the club. I struggle with trusting God for provision every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Lisa and I have made a radical commitment to trusting God with our finances, and it's been an amazing journey. Today, here's how God showed me that HE is in control of my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a car. In the last two and a half weeks, five major problems have risen with it.&lt;br /&gt;-Air Conditioning stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;-Power steering required maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;-Electrical wires stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;-Battery crapped out.&lt;br /&gt;-There were some scratches on the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have 1,500 miles of warranty left so I was waiting to get them taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;-Then I felt "lead" to call the dealer about it. Turns out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY WARRANTY EXPIRES IN 24 HOURS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took it in, and they are taking care of ALL the problems. Had I waited 24 hours (that I thought I had), the repairs would have cost THOUSANDS of dollars. Instead, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;. Plus the scratches on the trunk were caused by the dealer, so they covered that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever think God's not going to provide for you? Me too. I just thought I'd share this today if you're struggling to trust Him for financial provision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHALLENGE: &lt;/span&gt;Give Him the steering wheel of your finances today. Last time I checked, it's all His anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-626823570316499201?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/626823570316499201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=626823570316499201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/626823570316499201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/626823570316499201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/06/heres-why-i-know-god-is-real.html' title='Here&apos;s why I KNOW God is real.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5502763975602652391</id><published>2010-05-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:44:54.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Rest</title><content type='html'>Exodus 20 is the famous text that talks about the "10 Commandments." I have read them before; but I am just realizing the importance of one of them in particular. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE SABBATH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never before in my life have I been working harder, trying to accomplish more, or seeking more fervently to help people grow in their relationships with God; but sometimes all that "good stuff" causes me to forget how important it is that I rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's "good stuff" that's in my life, I need rest. The cool thing is that taking rest actually honors God. It's almost embarrassing admitting how little I have been resting lately; but now that I've taken a day to be refreshed, I'm remembering why it's so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't be effective without rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; NEITHER can YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ, I know I don't have to be a "rule-follower" in terms of when I rest; but I know how much I NEED to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays are my "Sabbath" time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5502763975602652391?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5502763975602652391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5502763975602652391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5502763975602652391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5502763975602652391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/importance-of-rest.html' title='The Importance of Rest'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2299446539937930211</id><published>2010-05-12T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:13:22.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><title type='text'>Dear AT&amp;T.. ARE YOU LISTENING?</title><content type='html'>Dear AT&amp;amp;T… are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of the millions of proud customers that enjoys your products. I used to be a proud UVerse customer; and I am a proud iPhone user. I think AT&amp;amp;T has a lot of innovative products and services that nobody else out there is offering. AT&amp;amp;T is a media behemoth doing great work that many of us depend upon daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I have a BIG question for AT&amp;amp;T that I think could genuinely make or break their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARE YOU LISTENING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to the millions of frustrated iPhone customers who still feel that you are the one holding back the iPhone's potential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to all the cries from people who can't wait for the iPhone to switch to Verizon so they can finally access the few basic services you refuse to offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking if you can HEAR the complaints. I lead an organization myself. I hear complaints from time to time; and I know that tails shouldn't wag dogs. Leaders need to lead organizations (not consumers). Everyone HEARS complaints. I'm asking if you are actually LISTENING to the heart behind the complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting complaints doesn't mean you have to change your policies; but complaints (especially when millions of them are unified) can reveal deeper issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complaints can mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Something needs to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am criticized, it hurts; but as a leader, I make it my goal to honestly ask myself the question if there is something that needs to change in my leadership. In many cases, the answer to this question is no. When people want to change something foundational to my vision for our organization, the answer will always be "NO." BUT… in those cases, I try to take time to genuinely LISTEN to my people (church in my case) and show that I care about THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, complaints can actually reveal that something I'm doing is actually wrong; and I need to change. I am going to propose that in the case of AT&amp;amp;T, something needs to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millions of unified iPhone users have been crying out for basic features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Better service.&lt;br /&gt;b. More affordable rates (i.e. unlimited "everything" plans for $80-$100).&lt;br /&gt;c. Tethering (not for an additional fee).&lt;br /&gt;d. Updates &amp;amp; timelines on when/if these things will be available (communication).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you have HEARD these complaints; but have you genuinely taken the time to LISTEN to heart behind them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart behind these complaints is actually satisfied with your products and services. I bet that's not what you expected to hear. How do I get that? It means that we LOVE the iPhone; and we have a genuine desire to stick with your company because transferring is a pain in butt! Do you know how valuable that is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason the world is so hostile towards AT&amp;amp;T right now might be because…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. You may not be listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next generation of consumers is smart; and we can tell when someone is not paying attention to us. Social media has become the great equalizer where random people can have more Twitter followers than a giant company (like… AT&amp;amp;T for example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are much more likely to follow an individual who actually listens to and responds to their constituents (even if they don't have an actual "product" to sell). AT&amp;amp;T, you are at an advantage to all of us here. You have amazing products and services. You have great marketing. You have one BIG problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU AREN'T LISTENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. You need to communicate/lead better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If MILLIONS of people are unified in their cries for these basic features, they aren't the problem. YOU are the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my advice for you. Show us some honesty. Address some of these concerns in a public forum where you don't withhold key information (Q&amp;amp;A). Even if you can't change your policies, show us some vulnerability. Leading with confidence doesn't mean you have to pretend you are perfect. NOBODY is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the point AT&amp;amp;T… millions of people are crying out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARE YOU LISTENING?&lt;/span&gt; We are smarter than you think. COMMUNICATE honestly with us. This could make or break your company. Everything is a conversation for the next generation; and you are refusing to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, we want your company to succeed. We don't even mind paying you. We just need a bit more from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love for you to leave a comment with your thoughts… you can also email me at Kyle@LoveHopeCity.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2299446539937930211?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2299446539937930211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2299446539937930211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2299446539937930211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2299446539937930211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-at-are-you-listening.html' title='Dear AT&amp;T.. ARE YOU LISTENING?'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-4951123175000848965</id><published>2010-05-02T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:05:11.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust the message God puts on your heart.</title><content type='html'>This post is primarily for my pastor/ministry friends; but I welcome all of you on the journey of reading it. Today, I learned a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;valuable ministry lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUST THE MESSAGE GOD HAS PUT ON YOUR HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a leader, I can't tell you how often I doubt and wonder if I'm really hearing what I'm supposed to be; and Saturday night I felt something tugging me to change my entire message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably changed my message and it was amazing and worth staying up all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. That's not what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the decision to TRUST the message God had put on my heart. I made the decision to believe that the week's worth of work was worth it, and that it was from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told God that if I was wrong, I'd change my whole sermon the night before the next time I felt this way. I think God is a lot more the God of wisdom than the God of whims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result? It was probably one of the best mornings at City Church. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I have stayed up all night and conjured up a new message? Probably. But I felt for me that would have been giving into a destructive pattern of constantly analyzing whether I'm really hearing from God rather than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUSTING THE MESSAGE GOD PUT ON MY HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're a pastor, ministry leader, business leader, or a student, we all have access to the same voice of God. If you feel the temptation to doubt it. DON'T. Satan is the one who loves to instill doubt. God is the one who loves to give us new ideas. Friend. TRUST THEM. It's always worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't blogged in a while, but I'm getting back on the saddle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-4951123175000848965?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4951123175000848965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=4951123175000848965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4951123175000848965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4951123175000848965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2010/05/trust-message-god-puts-on-your-heart.html' title='Trust the message God puts on your heart.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6628061181668118034</id><published>2009-12-06T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:14:25.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apologists'/><title type='text'>World Class Apologists. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SxxkjWkXuYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/u3k4PGlDP7k/s1600-h/DowntownOutreach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SxxkjWkXuYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/u3k4PGlDP7k/s320/DowntownOutreach2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412311410708822402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SxxkoH6ZjYI/AAAAAAAAApY/ws70J5FB0xQ/s1600-h/DowntownOutreach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SxxkoH6ZjYI/AAAAAAAAApY/ws70J5FB0xQ/s320/DowntownOutreach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412311492674030978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a minute to pause before bed and celebrate together.  Today was our largest gathering EVER @ &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity.com/"&gt;City Church&lt;/a&gt;.  There are lots of stories today from people who really were challenged by their faith, encouraged to take that next step, and it was just a FUN morning of worship.  We also had a very successful outreach on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some things I praised God for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. The start of CITY KIDS.  It's so cool that we finally got it off the ground.  From what I've heard and seen the kids loved it and learned about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. The depth of the people there.  It was so cool during worship just to sit back today and watch what God did.  He's moving in all of our lives in ways that aren't always visible unless we step back.  I'm so blown away by all of CITY's heart for God, seeing Him move in our midst, and being willing to sacrifice time, effort, and money to make that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. Last, I praised God because He's God.  He does what HE wants when HE wants. I'm stoked to be part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all... and just for fun... here's the video from Sunday "World Class Apologists."  Also... take a quick minute and check out a bunch of photos from the weekend &lt;a href="http://wadec.smugmug.com/City-Church"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GEPSunzCEbw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/GEPSunzCEbw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&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/22480098-6628061181668118034?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6628061181668118034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6628061181668118034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6628061181668118034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6628061181668118034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-class-apologists.html' title='World Class Apologists. :)'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SxxkjWkXuYI/AAAAAAAAApQ/u3k4PGlDP7k/s72-c/DowntownOutreach2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5696344167069767825</id><published>2009-11-26T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:02:58.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am defined by my Savior. NOT my sins.</title><content type='html'>Today is a double-blog kinda day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just one of the millions of people out there in the world thinking and reflecting on the things I'm thankful for.  I am thankful that I am defined by my SAVIOR, NOT my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words... if have made Jesus the Lord of your life, you and I aren't sinners that are also Christians, we are Christians that struggle with sin.  One day, we will be made whole... man I'm thankful for that... but TODAY, I'm thankful that my Savior defines me... NOT my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5696344167069767825?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5696344167069767825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5696344167069767825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5696344167069767825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5696344167069767825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-defined-by-my-savior-not-my-sins.html' title='I am defined by my Savior. NOT my sins.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2570927837950245108</id><published>2009-11-26T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:56:01.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thankful for CITY CHURCH Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sw7dOWPafCI/AAAAAAAAApI/bN9Pohjq9ZE/s1600/CC_h_green.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sw7dOWPafCI/AAAAAAAAApI/bN9Pohjq9ZE/s320/CC_h_green.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408503441076681762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my wife and I both expressed how deeply thankful we are for &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity/"&gt;CITY CHURCH&lt;/a&gt;.  It is so cool to be part of a community where people are growing in their relationship with God, new people are encountering God, others that once walked with God are RE-ENCOUNTERING God.  It's so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone that calls City Church their home.  I am thankful for you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sw7cdFhL8JI/AAAAAAAAApA/vRVBhFe4t0Y/s1600/10.4.09CityPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sw7cdFhL8JI/AAAAAAAAApA/vRVBhFe4t0Y/s320/10.4.09CityPhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408502594774233234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2570927837950245108?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2570927837950245108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2570927837950245108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2570927837950245108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2570927837950245108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-for-city-church-today.html' title='Thankful for CITY CHURCH Today.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sw7dOWPafCI/AAAAAAAAApI/bN9Pohjq9ZE/s72-c/CC_h_green.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2889369021327521189</id><published>2009-11-18T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T11:38:14.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numbness'/><title type='text'>Numb.</title><content type='html'>Numbness can be a medical symptom of much worse things beneath the surface.  Doctors will often ask if you have tingling in your fingers and extremities because being numb in certain areas can reveal a much deeper problem.  In some cases, these can be serious issues like devastating brain tumors. Spiritually, it's not as simple to diagnose; but numbness can be a precursor to something deeper going on inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been recently really "bothered" by this issue a lot.  Numbness can set in SO quickly.  We start to walk down a certain path in our life that doesn't glorify God and BAM there it is. Now we're numb to it.  We stop listening.  We tune God out so quickly.  James talks about this a bit... have you been here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://read.ly/Jas1.12.ESV"&gt;James 1:12-15&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him. Let no one say when he is tempted, I am being tempted by God, for God cannot be tempted with evil, and he himself tempts no one. But each person is tempted when he is lured and enticed by his own desire.  Then desire when it has conceived gives birth to sin, and sin when it is fully grown brings forth death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numbness towards God doesn't just happen.&lt;/span&gt;  It starts with a thought that gives birth to sin in our lives.  Maybe it's a website that "nobody will know" and "won't hurt" anyone else.  Maybe it's a little lie that was supposed to protect somebody else.  I'm not sure where it begins in your heart; but I know that thought leads to an action.  It's the action that produces "death" according to James.  That setback can be small, or the results could be catastrophic.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reversing Numbness Starts on Our Knees.&lt;/span&gt;  When we've offended God, there's a little part of our heart that we've let die.  I believe that if you have accepted Jesus as your Lord and Savior, you are secure in your salvation; but that doesn't mean you can't let a little part of your heart die towards God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm getting on my knees before the Creator thanking Him for His grace and praying that he brings light into some dark areas of my heart&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  Who's with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2889369021327521189?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2889369021327521189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2889369021327521189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2889369021327521189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2889369021327521189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/numb.html' title='Numb.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-470393471828843740</id><published>2009-11-13T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T10:07:27.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autotune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viral video'/><title type='text'>This just made my day.</title><content type='html'>Wow. This seriously just made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dgiW1CvS02U&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dgiW1CvS02U&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-470393471828843740?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/470393471828843740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=470393471828843740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/470393471828843740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/470393471828843740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-just-made-my-day.html' title='This just made my day.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5058682820151509502</id><published>2009-11-12T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:59:54.036-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carrie prejean'/><title type='text'>I'm not taking Carrie Prejean's Side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Svy7nnPMELI/AAAAAAAAAog/3OwLBIw9Hlk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Svy7nnPMELI/AAAAAAAAAog/3OwLBIw9Hlk/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403399942159732914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how many of you out there have been following the "Carrie Prejean" debacle of a "conservative" young girl who came out against homosexual marriage and has since experienced an entire whirlwind of media controversy beginning with nude photos and culminating in the recent discovery of an inappropriate video of her recently discovered by TMZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I feel bad for her and can't fathom the level of stress she has experienced lately; but I'm going to be honest... She's not "representin' well right now.   There are lots of Bible-believing Christians out there that are getting fed up with all these allegations coming out.  She really seems to be in her own little universe, and in genuine need of some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quote from the pageant director...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The childish behavior, her negative attitude, the sarcasm and condescending tone, the disrespect and continual lying she is demonstrating now is only a fraction of what we endured during her reign and after."&lt;/span&gt; I found this on CNN's website. I think that comment might be a bit extreme... but here's a girl who repeatedly seems to have more incriminating stories coming out.  Everyone has a past; but her past seems pretty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recent&lt;/span&gt;.  I think she needs some time to sit on the sidelines and heal from all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I really do believe the media has targeted her directly and inappropriately as she's said in her book; but I am not exactly jumping to Carrie's defense here even though she is a fellow Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I genuinely believe she's a Christian who went through a really difficult experience; but it seems she needs help.   I'm not even judging her for the past, everyone has a past.  It just seems that now would be a more appropriate time for Carrie to get some genuine help not just be on TV promoting a book while all your dirty laundry is coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take on the Larry king debacle is that she had been barraged by reporters all day and at the end of the day couldn't handle it anymore.  I know she's a Christian and we all make mistakes; but I'm a little tired of this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open to being wrong and "misjudging" this situation.  I welcome the conversation in the comments.  What do you think?  Please no "hate" on me from Christians.  I like the fact that she did stand up for her beliefs; but now she's just not helping the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5058682820151509502?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/TV/11/12/trump.prejean.larry.king/index.html' title='I&apos;m not taking Carrie Prejean&apos;s Side.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5058682820151509502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5058682820151509502' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5058682820151509502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5058682820151509502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-taking-carrie-prejeans-side.html' title='I&apos;m not taking Carrie Prejean&apos;s Side.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Svy7nnPMELI/AAAAAAAAAog/3OwLBIw9Hlk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1993597459695401103</id><published>2009-10-18T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:50:08.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tombstone.'/><title type='text'>My tombstone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/StuvfQyQUII/AAAAAAAAAms/1JCoA8cSzqs/s1600-h/tombstone2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/StuvfQyQUII/AAAAAAAAAms/1JCoA8cSzqs/s320/tombstone2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394097930322858114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have never felt more compelled to blog in my entire life.  During my message, I looked at "the dash" between two years on a gravestone that represents our entire life.  I challenged people to tweet in what they would like their gravestone to read.  Here were some responses from people (including their Twitter s/n).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lovehopecity"&gt;@LoveHopeCity&lt;/a&gt; Chruch, Timothy Hill, put people before himself. 1958 - ? (via @&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/ChainReaction97"&gt;ChainReaction97&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pourio"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/lovehopecity"&gt;lovehopecity&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/search?q=%23whoisgod" title="#whoisgod" class="tweet-url hashtag"&gt;#whoisgod&lt;/a&gt; I'm in a better place. hope to see you there &lt;a href="http://read.ly/e/JD" class="tweet-url web" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://read.ly/e/JD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (via &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pourio"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pourio"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pourio"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a class="tweet-url screen-name" title="pourio"&gt;@pourio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/lovehopecity"&gt;lovehopecity&lt;/a&gt; saved and redeemed by Jesus Christ, lover of Gods people. (via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/alli4jc"&gt;@alli4jc&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/lovehopecity"&gt;lovehopecity&lt;/a&gt; friend thriving chef &amp;amp; a awsome lightguy ... &lt;a href="http://lnk.ms/3fK0T" class="tweet-url web" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://lnk.ms/3fK0T&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/joeyjoexp"&gt;@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/joeyjoexp"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JOEYjoeXP" class="tweet-url screen-name" title="Joseph Hernandez"&gt;JOEYjoeXP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Sitting @&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/lovehopecity"&gt;lovehopecity&lt;/a&gt; church, what would you put on your tombstone? Mine - "He lived with passion" and I wish that to be true in my life. (via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/andrewsteven"&gt;@andrewsteven&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/lovehopecity"&gt;lovehopecity&lt;/a&gt; "fufilled the purposes of God in her generation" (via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sarahschwartz"&gt;@sarahschwartz&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people... chew on these nuggets for a second. Some great stuff in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos for "eye candy."  Was a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/StuyGCdHG_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/j1AyiBop5kw/s1600-h/citychurchweek6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/StuyGCdHG_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/j1AyiBop5kw/s320/citychurchweek6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394100795514231794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Stu2ID9s-rI/AAAAAAAAAm8/YlZ9Sdrcrx0/s1600-h/citychurchsunday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Stu2ID9s-rI/AAAAAAAAAm8/YlZ9Sdrcrx0/s320/citychurchsunday6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105228325616306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Stu2WgRaLfI/AAAAAAAAAnE/cZ_52Q3l4bo/s1600-h/raisedhandscitychurch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Stu2WgRaLfI/AAAAAAAAAnE/cZ_52Q3l4bo/s320/raisedhandscitychurch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105476442631666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Stu2q7EjXII/AAAAAAAAAnM/RZVp_GXpXAI/s1600-h/teachingweek6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Stu2q7EjXII/AAAAAAAAAnM/RZVp_GXpXAI/s320/teachingweek6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105827233848450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1993597459695401103?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1993597459695401103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1993597459695401103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1993597459695401103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1993597459695401103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-tombstone.html' title='My tombstone.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/StuvfQyQUII/AAAAAAAAAms/1JCoA8cSzqs/s72-c/tombstone2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6804245802717749088</id><published>2009-10-13T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T14:09:01.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geoff Surratt - 10 Stupid Things That Keep Churches From Growing</title><content type='html'>Geoff Surratt - 10 Stupid Things That Keep Churches From Growing&lt;p&gt;1. Trying to do it all yourself.&lt;br&gt;-why do we do it all?&lt;br&gt;-the &amp;#39;lonely martyr&amp;#39; syndrome.&lt;br&gt;-down deep behind this, we realize the &amp;#39;emotional perks&amp;#39; of showing&lt;br&gt;ppl how much you do.&lt;br&gt;-the &amp;#39;hired gun&amp;#39; diseases. &amp;#39;i&amp;#39;m payed to do it.&amp;#39;&lt;br&gt;-it&amp;#39;s hard to pass things off &amp;amp; train people. We keep doin it bc it&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;easier&amp;#39; to do it ourselves.&lt;br&gt;-rejection aversion. We&amp;#39;re fearful of being rejected so we don&amp;#39;t make&lt;br&gt;the offer.&lt;br&gt;-WHY SHARE THE LOAD?&lt;br&gt;-Eph. 4:11-12.&lt;br&gt;-Eph. 2:10.&lt;br&gt;-HOW DO WE GIVE IT AWAY? connect the dots. The big ask... be careful&lt;br&gt;how you do it. Face to face... 1 on 1.&lt;br&gt;-how to give away your job... SHOW THE ROPES. QUIT. Make a list of&lt;br&gt;everything I do in the ministry. Circle the things only I can do.&lt;br&gt;We&amp;#39;re there as leaders to equip &amp;amp; give away. What are the things&lt;br&gt;NOBODY should be doing, your church will grow.&lt;p&gt;2. Wrong role for the pastor&amp;#39;s family.&lt;br&gt;-How to destroy your family... play the ministry card. This card&lt;br&gt;doesn&amp;#39;t work. Lead with the queen of hearts. Trump family time with&lt;br&gt;ministry. Most &amp;#39;emergencies&amp;#39; can wait in ministry. Tip your family&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;hand. Bet your family&amp;#39;s future.&lt;br&gt;-how to rebuild your marriage. Don&amp;#39;t ever think your marriage is&lt;br&gt;immune from failure. MARRIAGE IS ABOUT BEING THERE!!! Marriage is&lt;br&gt;about taking time NOT TO DO MINISTRY. Marriage is about getting HELP!&lt;br&gt;we teach this stuff &amp;amp; then we&amp;#39;re the last ones to do it. HOMEWORK is&lt;br&gt;to go out on a date with our spouse &amp;amp; ask &amp;#39;what impact is ministry&lt;br&gt;having on our marriage &amp;amp; our family?&amp;#39; &amp;amp; listen.&lt;p&gt;3. Favoring discipline of reconciliation.&lt;br&gt;-reconciling should always take precedence over discipline.&lt;br&gt;-&amp;#39;big tent&amp;#39; philosophy. Things that we don&amp;#39;t argue/discuss bc they are&lt;br&gt;foundational. Things around that... don&amp;#39;t draw lines.&lt;p&gt;4. Providing 2nd rate worship service. The idea of &amp;#39;good enough -&lt;br&gt;effectiveness.&amp;#39;&lt;p&gt;5. Settling for low quality of children&amp;#39;s ministry.&lt;p&gt;6. Promoting talent over integrity.&lt;br&gt;-not worry a ton about character bc someone is talented.&lt;p&gt;7. Cling to a bad location.&lt;p&gt;8. Copying another successful church.&lt;br&gt;-you can learn from other churches, but never clone.&lt;p&gt;9. Mixing ministry &amp;amp; business.&lt;p&gt;10. Letting commitees steer the ship.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;In Christ,&lt;p&gt;Kyle&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-6804245802717749088?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6804245802717749088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6804245802717749088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6804245802717749088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6804245802717749088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/geoff-surratt-10-stupid-things-that.html' title='Geoff Surratt - 10 Stupid Things That Keep Churches From Growing'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-3875889814252773722</id><published>2009-10-13T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:20:02.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barnabas - cultivating &amp; developing leaders.</title><content type='html'>Barnabas - cultivating &amp;amp; developing leaders.&lt;p&gt;1. Develop financial generosity (he sold his land to help others).&lt;br&gt;-Tithe whether you feel like it or not even as a leader.&lt;br&gt;-if I won&amp;#39;t share my temporal stuff, I won&amp;#39;t be trusted with true&lt;br&gt;riches. Barnabas got this right.&lt;br&gt;-generous hearts at the top are the key to unlocking poweful ministry.&lt;br&gt;-starting leadership with a tough look in the mirror.&lt;p&gt;2. look for annointing, not pedigree. (Barnabas brought Paul to the&lt;br&gt;disciples) Acts 4:26-27.&lt;br&gt;-Saul lacked all the necessary credentials.&lt;br&gt;-Take the chances that lead to real fruit.&lt;br&gt;-never be smart &amp;amp; safe.&lt;p&gt;3. Defend the right to be different (he defended Paul&amp;#39;s ministry to&lt;br&gt;Gentiles)&lt;br&gt;-he judged it by the fruit... not his comfort zone.&lt;br&gt;-(Acts 11:19-30; Acts 15:1-35).&lt;br&gt;-defend the young eagles.&lt;br&gt;-be willing to step aside. Barnabas &amp;amp; Paul became Paul &amp;amp; Barnabas.&lt;br&gt;-A leaders hire A+ players.&lt;br&gt;-it&amp;#39;s in how many shoulders you stand on. It&amp;#39;s how many stand on you.&lt;p&gt;4. Be willing to step aside.&lt;p&gt;5. Don&amp;#39;t let a favorite child become a spoiled child (he insisted on&lt;br&gt;bringing John Mark).&lt;br&gt;-the mission is more important than the relationship - John Mark&lt;br&gt;deserved a 2nd chance.&lt;br&gt;-without a Barnabas, there&amp;#39;s no such thing as Gentile Christianity.&lt;p&gt;RANDOM THOUGHTS ON LEADERSHIP FROM LARRY OSBORNE.&lt;p&gt;1. Ministry is addictive.&lt;br&gt;-Dont ask for too much too fast.&lt;p&gt;2. The ponies are more important than the mail.&lt;br&gt;-protect your team from burnout.&lt;p&gt;3. Develop a nose for leaders &amp;amp; a heart for the regular guy.&lt;br&gt;-disdain for non-leaders will destroy your soul.&lt;br&gt;-contrarians guide to spiritual development book by Larry Osborne.&lt;br&gt;Read it.&lt;br&gt;-if you don&amp;#39;t learn to celebrate non-leaders, you&amp;#39;ll never have great&lt;br&gt;leaders in your church.&lt;p&gt;4. Beware of high passion, high contentious people.&lt;br&gt;-those are people who are contentious for right thugs are still&lt;br&gt;contentious/argumentative/pugnacious.&lt;br&gt;-how does that person look at people who don&amp;#39;t share their passion.&lt;br&gt;-great theological training with a bad attitude is bad news.&lt;p&gt;5. Beware of smothering discipleship.&lt;br&gt;-creates co-dependency... NOT leaders.&lt;br&gt;-leadership training develops leaders, not just spreading information.&lt;br&gt;-on the job training is always going to be the best training.&lt;br&gt;-organic, standing alongside somebody leadership is the key.&lt;p&gt;6. Empowerment &amp;amp; excellence will always be in tension.&lt;br&gt;-DON&amp;#39;T EVER FORGET WHICH ONE IS BIBLICAL.&lt;br&gt;-you don&amp;#39;t have to go to excellence, just stay beneath the cringe&lt;br&gt;factor.&lt;br&gt;-worship in church isn&amp;#39;t there to impress visiting pastors, worship is&lt;br&gt;for the church. ALWAYS.&lt;br&gt;-excellence is doing the best you can with the best you have. Larry&lt;br&gt;challenges this thought.&lt;br&gt;-not everybody wants to be all we see they could be.&lt;p&gt;7. Always make room at the table for young eagles.&lt;br&gt;-if your young eagles can&amp;#39;t fly with you, they&amp;#39;ll fly from you.&lt;p&gt;8. Empowerment without a platform is like responsibility without&lt;br&gt;authority.&lt;br&gt;-give away the organizational and cultural symbols of power.&lt;br&gt;-your church has significance or &amp;#39;juice...&amp;#39; give them away.&lt;p&gt;9. The leaders who got you here might not be able to get you there.&lt;br&gt;-the right people doing the right things is not a luxury - it&amp;#39;s a&lt;br&gt;necessity!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;In Christ,&lt;p&gt;Kyle&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-3875889814252773722?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3875889814252773722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=3875889814252773722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3875889814252773722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3875889814252773722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/barnabas-cultivating-developing-leaders.html' title='Barnabas - cultivating &amp; developing leaders.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5509308294108505695</id><published>2009-10-06T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:47:16.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#whoisgod'/><title type='text'>CREATIVITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SswrPxWcV5I/AAAAAAAAAks/iv18V-r6pB4/s1600-h/whoisgodboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SswrPxWcV5I/AAAAAAAAAks/iv18V-r6pB4/s400/whoisgodboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389730404001142674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself, Andrew Steven, and Eric Macleod built this.  It might not look like much; but our goal is that this become a tool for people who don't know God to ask questions about Him.  We are going to leave this thing up in Chain Reaction somewhere with the simple question on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can write on there with chalk (it's chalkboard paint) or twitter their responses to @lovehopecity #whoisgod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't why I'm blogging.  I'm blogging because Andrew pointed out a really great point that creativity isn't about ideas.  Lots of people have ideas.  "CREATING" is inherent in Creativity.  You have to BUILD something.  Tonight... we built something.  OK Andrew and Eric did most of the work; but you get the point :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  NO it's not finished.  I'll upload a final photo later.&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/22480098-5509308294108505695?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5509308294108505695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5509308294108505695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5509308294108505695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5509308294108505695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/creativity.html' title='CREATIVITY'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SswrPxWcV5I/AAAAAAAAAks/iv18V-r6pB4/s72-c/whoisgodboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-391068687975048216</id><published>2009-10-04T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:50:36.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What life is all about.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past Sunday was an awesome time of worship @ &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity.com/"&gt;City Church&lt;/a&gt;.  Seriously, seeing and experiencing the presence of God is so powerful.  We had a serious amount of 1st time visitors; and some really great connections were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know ministry is tough and there are times when getting out of bed is a victory; but I feel like God is overwhelming me with joy in the midst of this process of planting &lt;a href="http://lovehopecity.com/"&gt;City Church&lt;/a&gt;.  He is so good to provide as we have needs; and His plan for us is SO big... SO much higher than our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like God is taking Lisa and I on an awesome journey right now.  I know that it's not all roses and flowers in life; but we all have to celebrate victories.  TODAY was a victory.  With everyone that came, I want to celebrate.  Thank you.  Here you are now... on my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Ssk0iS6wBbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZO15ksHFrV8/s1600-h/10.4.09CityPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Ssk0iS6wBbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZO15ksHFrV8/s400/10.4.09CityPhoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388896192923960754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh ya... and yes we did take a Twitter break DURING church. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-391068687975048216?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/391068687975048216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=391068687975048216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/391068687975048216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/391068687975048216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-life-is-all-about.html' title='What life is all about.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Ssk0iS6wBbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ZO15ksHFrV8/s72-c/10.4.09CityPhoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-8283364370572018105</id><published>2009-10-01T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:24:42.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Twitter/FB Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, starting tonight Thursday from 5PM until tomorrow Friday 5PM I am taking a facebook/twitter fast.  I'm excited about it as well as nervous.  I really have no clue what I will learn.  I'm planning to do this for the entire Fall and Winter (not just a one-time thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone care to join me? We can create an online group to pray for those doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&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/22480098-8283364370572018105?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8283364370572018105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=8283364370572018105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8283364370572018105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8283364370572018105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/10/twitterfb-fast.html' title='Twitter/FB Fast'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7463683540484064660</id><published>2009-09-29T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:06:53.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, the master of reverse psychology.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;CITY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to go on too long… 3rd Sunday @ CITY Church was awesome.  Here are some stories from Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*20 first time visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Families/individuals prayed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*People inspired to reconcile broken relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Awesome time of worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday, we'll be finishing up our "DNA" series.  The message is about Jesus, the master of reverse psychology…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you need prayer about anything… email me kyle@lovehopecity.com.  I will lift it up to Jesus.&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-7463683540484064660?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7463683540484064660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7463683540484064660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7463683540484064660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7463683540484064660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/jesus-master-of-reverse-psychology.html' title='Jesus, the master of reverse psychology.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6927683492560672233</id><published>2009-09-25T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:23:27.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gmail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ATT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='push'/><title type='text'>iPhone satisfaction is now complete for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, a little bit over a year ago I switched from the Blackberry pearl to the iPhone thinking... it will be the same plus cool gadgets.  Well... to my "chegrin" it took the iPhone people over two years to figure out how to use MMS and Push GMail.  Those were really the only two things I cared about.  In one week... both have arrived.  I am now complete in my iPhone satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though... over 2 years to figure out almost 10 year old technology?  C'mon Apple/AT&amp;amp;T, you are supposed to be all advanced. Well, at least you're on the ball now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&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/22480098-6927683492560672233?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6927683492560672233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6927683492560672233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6927683492560672233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6927683492560672233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/iphone-satisfaction-is-now-complete-for.html' title='iPhone satisfaction is now complete for me.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-4801791778956159547</id><published>2009-09-23T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:46:28.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>people are more important than fog machines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqyeBwBteI/AAAAAAAAAjM/LVeSvoN0XZk/s1600-h/ChurchatChainsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqyeBwBteI/AAAAAAAAAjM/LVeSvoN0XZk/s320/ChurchatChainsign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384812533410543074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So City Church is up &amp;amp; rockin' in the preview phase; and God has placed some really key leaders on our team.  It's going well blah blah blah you don't care I know.  We have all the "fancy schmancies" like moving lights and fog machines; but @ City Church, people are the most important thing. If we aren't loving on one another well, we might as well get out of the business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that... here's some cool photo updates from our 2nd weekend @ Chain Reaction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We use KFC buckets for offering buckets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Srqyj9LYDSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/NvvYdUUXfjU/s1600-h/KFCBuckets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Srqyj9LYDSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/NvvYdUUXfjU/s320/KFCBuckets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384812635262291234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqzB0udcvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/BsMWjLLsF8Y/s1600-h/kylespeaking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqzB0udcvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/BsMWjLLsF8Y/s320/kylespeaking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384813148389602034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqzNHLw0KI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CKeSKeL8sLY/s1600-h/LisaSpeaking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqzNHLw0KI/AAAAAAAAAjs/CKeSKeL8sLY/s320/LisaSpeaking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384813342322905250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqypAdTWEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/23Ma06tdKpQ/s1600-h/KyleDave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqypAdTWEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/23Ma06tdKpQ/s320/KyleDave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384812722042132546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-4801791778956159547?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4801791778956159547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=4801791778956159547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4801791778956159547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4801791778956159547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-are-more-important-than-fog.html' title='people are more important than fog machines.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SrqyeBwBteI/AAAAAAAAAjM/LVeSvoN0XZk/s72-c/ChurchatChainsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-173425855184411547</id><published>2009-09-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:15:57.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>4 Stories from Sunday @lovehopecity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5sLLPf6PI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3KBkj5j1k-g/s1600-h/SpeakingwCrowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5sLLPf6PI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3KBkj5j1k-g/s400/SpeakingwCrowd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381357544006478066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, CITY CHURCH started our "preview" phase of our ministry at Chain Reaction.  What an awesome weekend it was.  We had a phenomenal turnout; and from the get go people entered in, listened to the message, and really seemed to have a genuine encounter with God.  Granted, you'd have to talk to each person to get their perspective; but stories upon stories of powerful ministry keep hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 from the Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man who had been searching for a place to plug in found a home at City Church.  We met him only 2 days prior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone responded from Twitter &amp;amp; came and felt that it was exactly what he needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person came and simply said that he felt "at peace."  Not sure what his full story is; but I know that God is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 FROM THE BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Day laborers came back for our free BBQ to hang out.  One of them had not seen his family in 8 years; but continues to call his wife every morning.  He has a child who was 1 when he left that is now nine.  We welcomed him in and spend time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people got signed up for small groups; and this week we launch 3 groups!!  Here's some photos to share with you.  To see MORE photos, click &lt;a href="http://wadec.smugmug.com/City-Church/1st-Sun-at-ChainRxn-091309/9624709_RLaRr#648642213_zJqd3"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5qaUcZt1I/AAAAAAAAAiM/0ADYe_iydOA/s1600-h/AdrewLeading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5qaUcZt1I/AAAAAAAAAiM/0ADYe_iydOA/s320/AdrewLeading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381355605151299410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5qmabRmcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/9Jv4IOiVfNA/s1600-h/BasilioLeading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5rVUBV8NI/AAAAAAAAAis/bwNIdjUE9JY/s320/KyleSpeakingBW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381356618650087634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5rjZtZNtI/AAAAAAAAAi0/9k6Wgn7sRkA/s1600-h/Pre-Service.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5rjZtZNtI/AAAAAAAAAi0/9k6Wgn7sRkA/s320/Pre-Service.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381356860695197394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5ry5oe2iI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0khFOAZ83OU/s1600-h/ServiceStarts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5ry5oe2iI/AAAAAAAAAi8/0khFOAZ83OU/s320/ServiceStarts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381357126962567714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22480098-173425855184411547?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/173425855184411547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=173425855184411547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/173425855184411547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/173425855184411547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-stories-from-sunday-lovehopecity.html' title='4 Stories from Sunday @lovehopecity'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sq5sLLPf6PI/AAAAAAAAAjE/3KBkj5j1k-g/s72-c/SpeakingwCrowd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7443820530418158287</id><published>2009-09-08T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:38:11.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church in a bar'/><title type='text'>Church in a Bar.</title><content type='html'>This guy has my heart exactly.  Take a minute to watch it. Our missions/hearts are very similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1907204&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1907204&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1907204"&gt;Shoreline "Church in a Bar" promo&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user485751"&gt;life in motion films&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-7443820530418158287?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7443820530418158287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7443820530418158287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7443820530418158287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7443820530418158287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/church-in-bar.html' title='Church in a Bar.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6572535945224213166</id><published>2009-09-07T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:06:04.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brookhurst community park'/><title type='text'>City Church SUNDAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, we launched CITY CHURCH; and rather than having a big service with intense marketing, we focused on LOVING one another and our neighbors.  We had about 40-45 people, we sang songs together in the park; and ALL the neighbors watched while we sang on their balconies.  It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our church, we want to be intentional about having services AND being in community.  Rather than just inviting people to our service, we're inviting the community back again next Sunday for a community meal together in the park.  YES we are launching our service next week @ Chain Reaction; but I feel that it's critical right now that we extend love to our community with no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade took this great shot of us.  Thanks for doing that bro.  This wasn't everyone (some had left early); but it really was a great Sunday together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a quick update for inquisitive minds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SqXl9OCU1wI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pPUcUGBxKVU/s1600-h/First+Sunday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SqXl9OCU1wI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pPUcUGBxKVU/s320/First+Sunday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378958169866557186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-6572535945224213166?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6572535945224213166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6572535945224213166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6572535945224213166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6572535945224213166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/09/city-church-sunday-1.html' title='City Church SUNDAY 1'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SqXl9OCU1wI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pPUcUGBxKVU/s72-c/First+Sunday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7544096760460556827</id><published>2009-08-20T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:19:22.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving well'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quitting a job well'/><title type='text'>Lessons Learned on LEAVING a Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are a few lessons I am learning from leaving my job (a great job btw I will miss everyone).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#1.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationships are #1.&lt;/span&gt;  I almost could end here; but I won't.  Romans 12:18 says "If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all."  Straighten out bad relationships.  Heal hurts. Leave on good terms (I understand this isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;possible); but it sure better be our goal.&lt;/span&gt;  Things can quickly get a bit messy... so let's make it our ambition to keep our heads above that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#2.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How you leave really determines your legacy somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;  I am not saying I am perfect at this by any means; but as a whole, the leaving process seems to be more important for your character than any other part in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#3.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bless people.&lt;/span&gt;  Agree/disagree like/dislike DOESN'T matter!  Bless people.  Jesus says it.  We're supposed to do it.  Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pray for me in this transition period that God might give me wisdom to truly end the chapter of the Crystal Cathedral in my life well.  These people here are GOOD PEOPLE that have blessed me.  Pray I can return blessing in my final week and a half here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/22480098-7544096760460556827?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7544096760460556827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7544096760460556827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7544096760460556827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7544096760460556827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/08/lessons-learned-on-leaving-job.html' title='Lessons Learned on LEAVING a Job'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1114130993760876498</id><published>2009-08-15T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:09:19.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEAP of faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risks'/><title type='text'>City Church @ Chain Reaction, ANAHEIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yo friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the update.  We had an awesome vision night for City Church Friday July 24th with over 100 people; and we saw 21 new decisions to make Jesus the Lord of peoples' lives.  The night was beautiful; and it was a great time of fellowship and vision for this new movement of God called City Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole night, I had a desire and urging for us to move into a secular space like a night club or a rock venue. I kept questioning it because we already had a venue, kids ministry, and everything else we could ever need on on Crystal Cathedral's campus.  I was obedient and checked out a few venues; and honestly... they were DUMPS.  After visiting two horrible options,(one of them had a stripper pole in the middle of the stage... not gonna work for church...), one of our congregants Cesar told me to check out this venue called &lt;a href="http://www.allages.com/"&gt;CHAIN REACTION&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cesar &amp;amp; I went to the venue, met the owner, and I shared my heart  for Anaheim with him and his wife.  They were moved; and they have offered us their venue FREE OF CHARGE!!! After that, a very close friend made a very significant donation to help us get started.  So... with all that, I feel that God is making it as obvious as He can that we're supposed to GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would we leave the "safety" of Crystal Cathedral?   Some people are called to maintain, update, &amp;amp; renovate things.  For me, I know I am called to be an innovator.  The gospel of Christ compels me to do 2 things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GO &amp;amp; make disciples where Jesus is not Lord.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not to build on another man's foundation (Romans 15:20). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;READ IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%2015:20;&amp;amp;version=47;"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the Biblical reason to GO, I am responding to this call because it's obvious throughout history that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nothing great ever arose from safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Danger creates opportunity.  Risks create rewards.  Inherent in the concept of a "risk" is the possibility of failure; but Lisa &amp;amp; I feel we have enough evidence from God His calling here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... last week I handed in my 2 weeks notice at Crystal Cathedral (yes that means no more income); and they are sending us with complete blessing.  In fact, Crystal Cathedral is so supportive of me that they are shutting down C3 &amp;amp; encouraging people to GO with us. Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's up to us to respond.  We hope to launch in September.  Check out our website www.lovehopecity.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you interested in joining us?  Supporting us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at kyle@lovehopecity if you have thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle &amp;amp; Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&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/22480098-1114130993760876498?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1114130993760876498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1114130993760876498' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1114130993760876498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1114130993760876498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/08/city-church-chain-reaction-anaheim.html' title='City Church @ Chain Reaction, ANAHEIM'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7918069488231806717</id><published>2009-07-10T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:20:23.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$50 to go to church'/><title type='text'>$50 an hour to go to church?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lovehopecity.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SlgQJOMY9II/AAAAAAAAAhM/-iSIsCXJnxA/s400/CC_h_red.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357049507372135554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Paying people to go to CHURCH?!?!&lt;/span&gt;  -- Add your own expletive here -- (LOL, OMG, WT...?!?)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if a local church in your area ran some advertisements around the community saying... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Need to make some money in this BAD ECONOMY? Come to church and make 50 bucks an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happening at City Church's launch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;September 13th, 20th, or 27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; for a chance to be 1 of 50 people to be paid $50 each week, NO STRINGS attached!!"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; respond to that?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is EXACTLY what we're hoping to do! Through a string of events, it has become clear that the next "phase" of life for me is to start a new, vibrant church in Central Orange County built on young leaders and GIVING BACK to the community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of folks might push back on the thought of giving away $50 to go to church, perhaps Christians particularly; but Jesus always gave people a reason to come to him.  Many were motivated by his ability to heal, some just wanted to be part of "the buzz" Jesus created.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Others were  interested in Jesus' food and good wine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  Feeding 5,000 people was no small task; and it was a HUGE crowd draw.  Turning water into wine at a big party also gave Jesus a reputation as a GREAT host!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason we're hoping to do this is not &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; to draw a big crowd.  The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; we are going to try to give away over $15,000 is to GIVE BACK to the community.  See, once you are given something, YOU have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; to give back.  You have now been entrusted with precious resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our prayer to see people take the $50 and DO SOMETHING to make a positive difference in another person's life.  Jesus didn't JUST feed the 5,000!  Jesus blessed people, encouraged them; and he healed them both in word and deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In turn, we will use our Sunday morning services as a platform where people can share HOW they took $50 and made a difference in another person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about WAY MORE than giving away money.  This is about inspiring people to GIVE BACK.  This is about the church blessing people in a tangible way.  This is about YOU reaching out to someone hurting and making their life a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will people misuse, squander, and waste the money?  Will people just show up, take their fifty bucks and never come back?  Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response?  In Luke 17:11-19 Jesus heals ten people and only ONE of them thanks him for it and shows appreciation.  He didn't "un-heal" the other nine just because they weren't thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift is a gift.  What we DO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;WITH&lt;/span&gt; the gift is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;***I welcome your thoughts on this. Feel free to leave a comment***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More City Church launch details coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&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/22480098-7918069488231806717?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7918069488231806717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7918069488231806717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7918069488231806717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7918069488231806717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/07/50-hour-to-go-to-church.html' title='$50 an hour to go to church?!?'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SlgQJOMY9II/AAAAAAAAAhM/-iSIsCXJnxA/s72-c/CC_h_red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6547863232943757474</id><published>2009-06-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:36:44.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship Leaders Wanted'/><title type='text'>Searching for a Worship Leader...</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in search of a worship leader.  I will be up-front and let you know this is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; a paid thing.  It's possible that at some point down the road it could become something paid; but I am about seeing passion and commitment first.  I am launching a brand new church in the fall called City Church (you can see our website at www.lovehopecity.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE &lt;/span&gt;are a few criteria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  The "X" factor.&lt;/span&gt; - For me the X factor is... tangible evidence of God's presence in your life, ability to lead worship effectively, and recognized musical talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;. Live within 15-30 minutes of Garden Grove, CA (our launch location).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; A passion for the mission and vision of City Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you interested?  If so, I want to sit down and connect with you.  Email me at kyle@lovehopecity.com.  I'm a digital addict so I'll get back to you.  Promise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-6547863232943757474?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6547863232943757474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6547863232943757474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6547863232943757474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6547863232943757474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/06/searching-for-worship-leader.html' title='Searching for a Worship Leader...'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7073365624971049711</id><published>2009-05-17T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:00:08.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tripp and tyler'/><title type='text'>Hilarious Video</title><content type='html'>Check out this hilarious video from two really funny guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/joQ46uZ9Saw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/joQ46uZ9Saw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-7073365624971049711?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7073365624971049711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7073365624971049711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7073365624971049711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7073365624971049711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/05/hilarious-video.html' title='Hilarious Video'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1215902947238921808</id><published>2009-04-18T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:18:47.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experts Apply Here...</title><content type='html'>Hello friends, it's Kyle. Blogging is somewhat important to me; and lately I've put it a bit on the back burner... so here I am.  My blog today is more of a question I am seeking input on.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you an expert at something?&lt;/span&gt;  I wish I could say that I am an absolute expert "X;" but the truth is that I really have always been somewhat of a "jack-of-all trades/master-of-none" kinda guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps an element of "expertise" comes with certain personality types; and it could be very possible that there are serious genetics involved; but for whatever reason, the "expert" gene doesn't seem to identify with me.  To clarify what I mean by the "expert" gene.  I know people that have one thing they just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hone in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on and they experience great rewards from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it might be said that expertise is when others recognize quantifiable success, not just our own thoughts about something.  Under those parameters, the closest thing to an "expertise" I experience is perhaps a strong relational ability.  Sometimes people tell me I help them feel comfortable in  uncomfortable situations; but I'm not sure that qualifies.  I also know that for whatever reason, in every group I join, I wind up leading it.  That doesn't make me an expert at leadership by any stretch; but I think it's ingrained in my DNA somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about this?  Are you an expert at something?  I'm honestly searching for how different people "find" their particular area that takes them from nominally successful to "ragingly" successful.  Here's to hoping for a good discussion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1215902947238921808?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1215902947238921808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1215902947238921808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1215902947238921808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1215902947238921808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/04/experts-apply-here.html' title='Experts Apply Here...'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7031850311997579538</id><published>2009-03-15T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:40:10.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catalyst West Coast'/><title type='text'>Catalyst West Coast</title><content type='html'>Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be attending Catalyst West Coast this year.  Prayerfully, you can all join me.  If any of you have any aspirations towards higher leadership, you should be there.  Who's coming with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzZo-5SP6uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzZo-5SP6uk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-7031850311997579538?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://catalystwestcoast.com/' title='Catalyst West Coast'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7031850311997579538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7031850311997579538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7031850311997579538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7031850311997579538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/03/catalyst-west-coast.html' title='Catalyst West Coast'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1385591303483427129</id><published>2009-02-09T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:59:46.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens when a singer loses his voice?</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m @ the doc right now because I lost my voice... for a singer,  &lt;br&gt;losing my voice can be quite an identity crisis. It&amp;#39;s the loss of the  &lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;one thing&amp;#39; that makes me different from someone else. Then again, the  &lt;br&gt;world has plenty of singers, and many far more talented than I. So I  &lt;br&gt;guess that puts my &amp;#39;career&amp;#39; in a weird spot.&lt;p&gt;I am actively working towards something knowing that there will always  &lt;br&gt;be someone hotter on the market, more talented, and better looking.  &lt;br&gt;Then what is it that makes me unique?&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s Christ. He created me with a specific purpose. He knows my gifts  &lt;br&gt;and talents and the ultimate purpose for them. Yet again, I got  &lt;br&gt;wrapped up in the lie that my identify is in an occupation or a gift.  &lt;br&gt;My identity, ALL of it, is in the Lord.&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the good reminder Lord... next time could You teach this  &lt;br&gt;lesson without making me lose my voice? Just kidding, I know that was  &lt;br&gt;EXACTLY Your point.&lt;p&gt;In Christ,&lt;p&gt;Kyle&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone 3G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1385591303483427129?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1385591303483427129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1385591303483427129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1385591303483427129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1385591303483427129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-happens-when-singer-loses-his.html' title='What happens when a singer loses his voice?'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5019151499097409087</id><published>2009-01-16T19:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:04:25.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Schuller, Arvella, Sammy &amp; Kyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SXFKuXXGF8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/jXDS1pDIlLo/s1600-h/photo-765577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SXFKuXXGF8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/jXDS1pDIlLo/s320/photo-765577.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292093197542365122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5019151499097409087?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5019151499097409087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5019151499097409087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5019151499097409087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5019151499097409087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2009/01/dr-schuller-arvella-sammy-kyle.html' title='Dr. Schuller, Arvella, Sammy &amp; Kyle'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SXFKuXXGF8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/jXDS1pDIlLo/s72-c/photo-765577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1987002991562884456</id><published>2008-12-14T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:49:05.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ the Laker game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SUXTscJJxII/AAAAAAAAAew/VgC20xb9hfs/s1600-h/photo-745109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SUXTscJJxII/AAAAAAAAAew/VgC20xb9hfs/s320/photo-745109.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279858898584061058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1987002991562884456?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1987002991562884456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1987002991562884456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1987002991562884456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1987002991562884456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/12/laker-game.html' title='@ the Laker game.'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SUXTscJJxII/AAAAAAAAAew/VgC20xb9hfs/s72-c/photo-745109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2365979852540889323</id><published>2008-09-27T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:13:48.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurricane Kyle'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SN6F1yWNlmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-NiRGQJYmzY/s1600-h/hurricane+Kyle"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SN6F1yWNlmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-NiRGQJYmzY/s320/hurricane+Kyle" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250781374655075938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it's not everyday that a hurricane gets named after you and as sad as I am that it might hit the coast of Maine and cause some damage, I won't lie it's pretty exciting that it bears my name!  I will absolutely pray that God does not do damage through this new hurricane and inflict pain in peoples' lives, but I will absolutely pray that the Holy Spirit moves in my life with the power of a hurricane!  That was the Lord's image for me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out "Kyle" and please do pray that it doesn't do damage, we don't need another Ike, or Katrina for that matter.  Our nation is struggling too much as it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2365979852540889323?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2365979852540889323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2365979852540889323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2365979852540889323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2365979852540889323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-its-not-everyday-that-hurricane-gets.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SN6F1yWNlmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-NiRGQJYmzY/s72-c/hurricane+Kyle' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-8729272569694484262</id><published>2008-09-22T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:10:39.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community fest'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday, I had the opportunity to lead worship outdoors at the Crystal Cathedral's 2nd Annual Community Fest.  I am hoping to post more photos later but there was bounce houses, cheap (great) food, LOTS of people and kids, and even a hot air balloon.  However, none of these compared to the appearance of "Sparky" the firefighter dog and "Cup" from Quiznos.  My drummer Nate and I conveniently enjoyed this photo opportunity together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SNf40XqNmxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IBBvc_YxEdI/s1600-h/photo-789355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 267px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SNf40XqNmxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IBBvc_YxEdI/s320/photo-789355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248937469311556370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-8729272569694484262?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8729272569694484262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=8729272569694484262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8729272569694484262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8729272569694484262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SNf40XqNmxI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IBBvc_YxEdI/s72-c/photo-789355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2619977511448918693</id><published>2008-08-21T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:55:14.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my grandma unexpectedly passed away and left us with the memories of her love and care.  I write this note with inexplicable sadness; but I'm praying that the Holy Spirit (the great Comforter) comes into the hearts of all my family during this time.  God is so good at coming in to work on us when we need Him the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying mostly for my Grandpa, as now he will be alone and my dad, and his three sisters for wisdom to move forward.  I'm offering this small photographic tribute to my Grandma today as my act of love to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the last pictures of my grandma that I am aware of.  She made the effort 6 weeks ago to be at Lisa and I's wedding and she was so joyful there.  May you be blessed by her smile in these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2619977511448918693?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2619977511448918693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2619977511448918693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2619977511448918693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2619977511448918693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-friends-last-night-my-grandma.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-3588447478722764595</id><published>2008-08-18T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:29:08.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seminary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm-NuiP83I/AAAAAAAAAWM/jYZGF0E1Q4A/s1600-h/kyle%26lisawalking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm-NuiP83I/AAAAAAAAAWM/jYZGF0E1Q4A/s200/kyle%26lisawalking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235925184834171762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Lisa and I are headed to Talbot to prepare for seminary.  Just the basics of buying books... fixing financial aid problems... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eagerly awaiting to see God's inspiring work happening inside my brain, and quite a bit nervous as well.  It's been 2 years since undergrad and I will be in full-time ministry, and full-time school with 4 classes. I remember as an undergrad when 4 classes was 12 units... NOPE only 9 in graduate studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord will equip me for this new season and I have a beautiful bride to share it with.  That is definitely worth celebrating.  It just makes me think, I'm working harder, with a tougher grading scale for less units... why in the world would someone do this?  Fo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm-oO-RkbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/JCt69UL2Cdg/s1600-h/kyle%26sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm-oO-RkbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/JCt69UL2Cdg/s200/kyle%26sisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235925640218251698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r me the answer is God's call.  These are the "next steps" to prepare me for the ministry ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your "next steps"?  I'd love to hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun here's a couple "treasures" from our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm_OFhxBzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/noFgySxzkgc/s1600-h/kyle%26lisaveil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm_OFhxBzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/noFgySxzkgc/s200/kyle%26lisaveil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235926290517788466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-3588447478722764595?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3588447478722764595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=3588447478722764595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3588447478722764595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3588447478722764595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-lisa-and-i-are-headed-to-talbot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/SKm-NuiP83I/AAAAAAAAAWM/jYZGF0E1Q4A/s72-c/kyle%26lisawalking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1263403525891702359</id><published>2008-08-12T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:56:12.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am waiting right now for my lunch appointment and I'm reminded that&lt;br /&gt;patience comes from the Lord and it's interesting that God teaches us&lt;br /&gt;patience through people.&lt;p&gt;I am hungry right now, but it's a good reminder that God blesses those&lt;br /&gt;who wait. This is a lesson I suck at but God is really teaching me&lt;br /&gt;right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone 3G&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalcathedral.org/c3"&gt;www.crystalcathedral.org/c3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1263403525891702359?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1263403525891702359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1263403525891702359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1263403525891702359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1263403525891702359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/08/waiting-on-lord-and-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-3378534209490959616</id><published>2008-08-08T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T14:53:23.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria Sue Chapman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steven Curtis Chapman'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tzv8xf1Omd8&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tzv8xf1Omd8&amp;amp;color1=11645361&amp;amp;color2=13619151&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you remember not long ago when Maria Sue Chapman was tragically killed in a car accident. The Chapman family was on Larry King LIVE to talk about this and if you watch this video, beginning at 4:06 Steven shares about there being little "breadcrumbs" that remind them of Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Maria's last day on earth, she painted a six-petaled flower with only one petal colored and the word "SEE" clearly written out. The Chapmans have 6 kids, one of them is now with Jesus. God gave that little girl an amazing insight into what was about to happen. Maria had never written this word before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-3378534209490959616?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3378534209490959616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=3378534209490959616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3378534209490959616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3378534209490959616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/08/many-of-you-remember-not-long-ago-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-6932091970029980691</id><published>2008-08-08T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:03:26.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Blogging</title><content type='html'>I haven&amp;#39;t posted on here in forever. I am getting back in the saddle  &lt;br&gt;with this now on my new iPhone. Love and miss you all.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone 3G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-6932091970029980691?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/6932091970029980691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=6932091970029980691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6932091970029980691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/6932091970029980691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2008/08/mobile-blogging.html' title='Mobile Blogging'/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2759363743865203190</id><published>2007-02-27T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:04.531-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQg2OzCoVI/AAAAAAAAATM/V0L_12VIJZQ/s1600-h/DSC02511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQg2OzCoVI/AAAAAAAAATM/V0L_12VIJZQ/s200/DSC02511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036186399364260178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello for the last time from Sydney,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip started Sunday, and ends tomorrow.  When I first arrived, the view of the harbor was breathtaking.  It's the most naturally beautiful land I've ever seen in my life.  The amazing fact about the Sydney Harbor is that it is 100% natural, things have been added, but the harbor structures are as they were when Captain Cook first discovered it in the 15th century.  The picture of the opera house on the left was taken from a water taxi in the harbor... beautiful!  My mom and I took the picture below in front of the opera house when we first arrived here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQjEuzCoWI/AAAAAAAAATU/CzYjwTrw72M/s1600-h/DSC02430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQjEuzCoWI/AAAAAAAAATU/CzYjwTrw72M/s320/DSC02430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036188847495618914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating a very nice lunch at an incredible seafood restaurant, Mom and I took a ferry over to Manley Harbor and walked along the shore.  It was raining, but we still managed to get some good pictures off like this one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQlAezCoXI/AAAAAAAAATc/f8yzUbb8Ceg/s1600-h/DSC02450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQlAezCoXI/AAAAAAAAATc/f8yzUbb8Ceg/s320/DSC02450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036190973504430450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQmm-zCoYI/AAAAAAAAATk/ri-pjDpoZBY/s1600-h/DSC02452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQmm-zCoYI/AAAAAAAAATk/ri-pjDpoZBY/s320/DSC02452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036192734441021826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQoQ-zCoZI/AAAAAAAAATs/dkI4rfiyCc4/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQoQ-zCoZI/AAAAAAAAATs/dkI4rfiyCc4/s200/DSC02460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036194555507155346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bruce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2759363743865203190?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2759363743865203190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2759363743865203190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2759363743865203190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2759363743865203190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-for-last-time-from-sydney-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReQg2OzCoVI/AAAAAAAAATM/V0L_12VIJZQ/s72-c/DSC02511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7869630861041990471</id><published>2007-02-26T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:06.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Day in Melbourne'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReLQauzCoKI/AAAAAAAAARI/JoN9MJzeJZ8/s1600-h/DSC02358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReLQauzCoKI/AAAAAAAAARI/JoN9MJzeJZ8/s200/DSC02358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035816491010924706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday was my last day in Melbourne, today I write to you from Sydney on the 30th floor of the Marriott, to my left is a panoramic view of the Sydney Harbor and harbor bridge, and to my right is a panoramic view of the other side of the harbor where the opera house is.  It's absolutely beautiful here though I seem to have brought the rain with me.  Surprisingly, Australia is in the worst drought in its history, yet when I show up it's pouring rain in Sydney!  Here's a funny picture of a car that illustrates the drought... that I'm not experiencing at ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOn8uzCoLI/AAAAAAAAARU/LDVCu_qdG_g/s1600-h/DSC02386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOn8uzCoLI/AAAAAAAAARU/LDVCu_qdG_g/s200/DSC02386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036053470126448818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before I post about Sydney, I wanted to write about my last day in Melbourne with the Pilleys (Bruce's family) and with the cousins at night.  We went to Nana's and had dinner, but since she always overworks herself and gets really tired we brought lunch or "tea" as the Aussies call it, we brought lunch from a chicken shop... an entirely new experience for me.  Here's a picture of "charcoal chicken," where we ate, it was really good actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Nana and Pa's, and Angela (my step-sister) joined us.  She was really tired from Ben's (my step brother) wedding the day before.  Even still, Angela is very photogenic and I was really happy she came to say goodbye.  Here's the picture of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOpD-zCoMI/AAAAAAAAARc/FS1SeFrtlGQ/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOpD-zCoMI/AAAAAAAAARc/FS1SeFrtlGQ/s320/DSC02388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036054694192128194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we decided to take this picture with myself, Bruce, mom, Nana and Pa.  I love them very much, we really enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOq1-zCoNI/AAAAAAAAARk/tEzLgNuuRj0/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOq1-zCoNI/AAAAAAAAARk/tEzLgNuuRj0/s320/DSC02390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036056652697215186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOtIezCoPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dqyyfj2VONw/s1600-h/PaFlex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOtIezCoPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/dqyyfj2VONw/s200/PaFlex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036059169548050674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shortly after we took this, Pa was showing off his "flexophone" skills, what a cool instrument.  The easiest way to describe this instrument is that it's like a vibrating saw that you control the tension with your hand to raise or lower the pitch.   I tried it, I absolutely could not do it, but Pa played Amazing Grace and it was quite beautiful!  The picture was so funny I had to post it, but Pa is a very talented musician (piano, trombone, sings, and flexophone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "tea," Sarah and Paul came to pick me up from Nana and Pa's and took me to a really nice Baptist church called Mitcham Baptist. I really enjoyed it, it was necessarily a church I would attend regularly, but it was nice to worship alongside some Australians and I got to see Andy one last time and chit chat.  I've extended open invitations to them all to come and stay with me, so hopefully some of them take me up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOuauzCoQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/h2US8OQP9L4/s1600-h/DSC02399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReOuauzCoQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/h2US8OQP9L4/s200/DSC02399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036060582592291074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After church, Sarah, Michael, Vicky, Paul, and I went out to a place with really good cake called "Lazy Mo's."  Don't ask me why it's called that, but here are the yummy cheescakes we bought and all shared... mmm.  I basically couldn't refrain from eating them with my face!!  Afterwards, we cruised the city taking random fun shots like this one below and being silly.  I feel like we spent half the time simply finding the lookout, but look at this skyline picture, the wait was worth the reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO2A-zCoRI/AAAAAAAAASE/-QiPkNvnJWQ/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO2A-zCoRI/AAAAAAAAASE/-QiPkNvnJWQ/s320/DSC02402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036068936303681810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO4EOzCoSI/AAAAAAAAASM/x0OVupsDBVA/s1600-h/MelbourneSkyNight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO4EOzCoSI/AAAAAAAAASM/x0OVupsDBVA/s320/MelbourneSkyNight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036071191161512226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Sarah, Paul, and Kelly (Sarah's friend) drove me back home.  We were going to hit the town... but I'm not exactly a night owl anymore.  Work has made me a normal person who gets tired at night, I pretty much hate it!  Here's a couple random shots we took driving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO5cezCoTI/AAAAAAAAASU/47z_HjJ3iZ8/s1600-h/DSC02415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO5cezCoTI/AAAAAAAAASU/47z_HjJ3iZ8/s320/DSC02415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036072707284967730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silly Sarah, pizza is for ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO6OezCoUI/AAAAAAAAASc/PfM0AsspJVo/s1600-h/DSC02418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReO6OezCoUI/AAAAAAAAASc/PfM0AsspJVo/s320/DSC02418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036073566278426946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I have to run back into the city now to go out with Bruce's nephew Stephen, his new wife Marridy (isn't that a pretty name?) and Jess (Bruce's niece).  Jess has been showing me around Sydney... very nice of her!  You will see pictures of Sydney hopefully soon!  I have lots of good ones... but I have to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&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/22480098-7869630861041990471?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7869630861041990471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7869630861041990471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7869630861041990471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7869630861041990471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-everyone-so-sunday-was-my-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReLQauzCoKI/AAAAAAAAARI/JoN9MJzeJZ8/s72-c/DSC02358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-8751626667057896325</id><published>2007-02-25T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:07.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Penguins'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReISuOzCoEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IqXsN2dC08M/s1600-h/DSC02375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReISuOzCoEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IqXsN2dC08M/s200/DSC02375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035607918809096258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;G'day From Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone, I'm finally posting some information about the fairy penguins.  After going to Sorrento with Sarah and Craig, we took off for Phillip Island, home to the "Little Penguin."  The little penguins used to be known as "Fairy Penguins" and frankly most people prefer the fairy penguin name... as do I... so that's what I am going to call them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReITXezCoFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/F6cORDsZhYU/s1600-h/DSC02374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReITXezCoFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/F6cORDsZhYU/s200/DSC02374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035608627478700114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, these little cuties are deathly afraid of flash photography, and over the years there have been so many disobedient tourists that they don't allow any pictures at all except in these specially recreated burrows.  The photo quality isn't fantastic because there is glass in the way, but you can get the idea here.  The only stand about 4-7 inches tall, and they are incredibly social and interactive with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReIUM-zCoGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nKWzFKUJCWI/s1600-h/DSC02373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReIUM-zCoGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nKWzFKUJCWI/s200/DSC02373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035609546601701474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In fact, the experts explained to us that the fairy penguins actually practice monogamy!  They stay with their "spouse" 87% of the time until one of them dies.  I think us humans could learn a lesson or two about marriage from these cute little creatures.  Here you can sort of make out this pair in their cute little recreated burrow.  They clean each other, cuddle, and make cute little noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of a chick, they are actually really fat because all they have are their down feathers so they're really puffy-looking.  The image is tough to make out because of the light, but he's gray and lying on his belly here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReIU7ezCoHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/0rhziMCKdFg/s1600-h/DSC02372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReIU7ezCoHI/AAAAAAAAAQY/0rhziMCKdFg/s320/DSC02372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035610345465618546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penguins arrive on the beach here, and wait until a big enough group arrives that they feel safe crossing over together.  It's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReLPAuzCoJI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Vpv5A22XRDA/s1600-h/DSC02377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReLPAuzCoJI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Vpv5A22XRDA/s320/DSC02377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035814944822698130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, we weren't allowed to take pictures outside, so these are the only ones I have, but here's a really cute one of Sarah, Craig and I with a really creepy-looking giant stuffed koala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReIVrezCoII/AAAAAAAAAQg/ftGhVtONg6c/s1600-h/DSC02381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReIVrezCoII/AAAAAAAAAQg/ftGhVtONg6c/s320/DSC02381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035611170099339394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that sums up the Penguins!  Talk soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-8751626667057896325?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8751626667057896325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=8751626667057896325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8751626667057896325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8751626667057896325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/gday-from-melbourne-well-everyone-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReISuOzCoEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IqXsN2dC08M/s72-c/DSC02375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-7372793662278121032</id><published>2007-02-24T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:08.383-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorrento'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEJ1OzCn9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/90iFX5m_w_0/s1600-h/DSC02359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEJ1OzCn9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/90iFX5m_w_0/s200/DSC02359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035316668486819794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's journey began around 11AM, Sarah and her friend Craig picked me up at Mom and Bruce's apartment and we set off to the beautiful coastal city of Sorrento.  As you can see, the water in Sorrento was crystal clear, and the scenery was phenomenal.  The three of us stopped there for lunch and Craig purchased his first painting... as the Aussie's would say "good'on him!"  For you Americans, that (loosely translated) means "good job."  Below is a picture I took from the end of the pier... it was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEL2uzCn-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/cAKi1jGW3KY/s1600-h/PierSorrento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEL2uzCn-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/cAKi1jGW3KY/s400/PierSorrento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035318893279879138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I took a minute to walk to the end of the pier while Craig was purchasing his painting and we enjoyed the moment.  Here's a picture we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEMzezCn_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/GnxacwITazc/s1600-h/DSC02361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEMzezCn_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/GnxacwITazc/s320/DSC02361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035319936956932082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEN8ezCoAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wN_MEDeiZIg/s1600-h/DSC02364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEN8ezCoAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wN_MEDeiZIg/s320/DSC02364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035321191087382530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So after Craig bought his painting, we all went out for lunch at a really nice restaurant and chatted about life, God, politics, theology, pretty much the deepest issues in life!  Then, Craig and Sarah made me break my good diet habits I've been maintaining to enjoy an Australian delicacy called the "vanilla slice."  I think a better word for this desert is... vanilla "piece of heaven."  Here's me preparing for the blessing from above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEOuezCoBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/u2Zo582MXn0/s1600-h/VanillaSlice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEOuezCoBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/u2Zo582MXn0/s320/VanillaSlice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035322050080841746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh... this is amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEO_-zCoCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/okeE7S90DvQ/s1600-h/EatingVanillaSlice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEO_-zCoCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/okeE7S90DvQ/s320/EatingVanillaSlice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035322350728552482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thoroughly enjoyed Sorrento, but I was really excited to get out and see the penguins, but right before I left, Sarah and I snapped this shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEQO-zCoDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XXBpbQ6_vSw/s1600-h/DSC02371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEQO-zCoDI/AAAAAAAAAPc/XXBpbQ6_vSw/s320/DSC02371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035323707938218034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is the penguins... it's gonna be cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&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/22480098-7372793662278121032?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/7372793662278121032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=7372793662278121032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7372793662278121032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/7372793662278121032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-everyone-yesterdays-journey-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEJ1OzCn9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/90iFX5m_w_0/s72-c/DSC02359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5006692558470184045</id><published>2007-02-24T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:09.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Whittakers and Simeon&apos;s Show'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEDn-zCn8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/0r5bipz4rno/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEDn-zCn8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/0r5bipz4rno/s200/DSC02353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035309843783786434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Following the Yara riverboat cruise with Mike and Vicky, Mom, Bruce, and I went off to the Whittakers (close family friends) for dinner. Ken and Irene Whittaker came out to the states this summer and I showed them around the Crystal Cathedral and some other sights, but now I was on their turf! They have a lovely home filled with LOTS of little kids! There are three families currently living in their household, totaling 13 people. The most recent is this little cutie on the right, she's gorgeous and has TONS of hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another few pics of the cute kiddies!  She was showing me how it was hard to open her purse... so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReD-PezCn4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/qvhCtbQotqU/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReD-PezCn4I/AAAAAAAAAOA/qvhCtbQotqU/s320/DSC02352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035303925318852482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReD_WOzCn5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/PZmXCwD8MCw/s1600-h/DSC02355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReD_WOzCn5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/PZmXCwD8MCw/s320/DSC02355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035305140794597266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEDK-zCn7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/WW78Qx-pwY8/s1600-h/Simeon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEDK-zCn7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/WW78Qx-pwY8/s200/Simeon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035309345567580082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner there, Andy took me to see Simeon's show. Simeon is deeply committed to what he does and it's really awesome. He plays at bars, clubs, or wherever they will have him as an outreach. He played a really nice mixture of cover songs, originals, and Aussie tunes. He's coming out to LA pretty soon and we're going to try and play a couple shows together... keep posted and come meet him, his wife, and his beautiful baby Asher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm going to post another update about the penguins soon... they are cute little guys... keep in touch friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5006692558470184045?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5006692558470184045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5006692558470184045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5006692558470184045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5006692558470184045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/following-yara-riverboat-cruise-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReEDn-zCn8I/AAAAAAAAAOg/0r5bipz4rno/s72-c/DSC02353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-8524685476494202398</id><published>2007-02-24T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:11.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Pilley Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDnrezCnsI/AAAAAAAAALw/YF3HjnU6rzM/s1600-h/DSC02301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDnrezCnsI/AAAAAAAAALw/YF3HjnU6rzM/s200/DSC02301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035279117587750594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days I've been quite busy, getting home very late and I've not been able to blog before I go to bed... my apologies.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDnK-zCnrI/AAAAAAAAALo/mAsQu8_S7tE/s1600-h/MikePilley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDnK-zCnrI/AAAAAAAAALo/mAsQu8_S7tE/s200/MikePilley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035278559242002098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realize many of you are enjoying this (as I am), so here it is.  Friday I went out to the city of Melbourne to Lygon Street with Michael Pilley (if you guys remember Mike visited us with Aaron in the states back in September).  We started off at Starbucks (a really nice two-story Starbucks) and we caught up on each others' lives the past few months.  It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDofuzCntI/AAAAAAAAAL4/batvmSa-EaQ/s1600-h/DSC02308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDofuzCntI/AAAAAAAAAL4/batvmSa-EaQ/s200/DSC02308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035280015235915474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterwards, Michael's girlfriend Vicky caught up with us for lunch at a nice Italian restaurant on Lygon street (located close to Melbourne University).  Here's Mike and Vicky on the left... ahh the things I will post on the internet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDptuzCnuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5y462TJezmA/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDptuzCnuI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5y462TJezmA/s200/DSC02311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035281355265711842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after a $100 parking fine (sorry Vicky!), and a great lunch (which proceeded to wind up on my lap--see here), we went off to the Yara river that runs through the city of Melbourne for a cruise through the city.  I got some great shots of the city, including some funny ones.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDqY-zCnvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/12V0KMKZJuc/s1600-h/foulground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDqY-zCnvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/12V0KMKZJuc/s200/foulground.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035282098295054066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; like this one about "foul ground below."  I'm not exactly sure how it is foul, or what constitutes "foul ground," but it makes for a funny sign.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDrHOzCnwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jDHYFRxlYfE/s1600-h/hateboats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDrHOzCnwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jDHYFRxlYfE/s200/hateboats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035282892864003842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another funny sign that I enjoyed was made by some homeless guy, or maybe a random tagger and it says "I hate boats."  My suggestion for whoever wrote that... don't live in the dock lands!  Here are a few more pictures from the city river cruise that I thought were very beautiful and you all might enjoy seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDrtezCnxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qbm-PYYfIWw/s1600-h/DSC02334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDrtezCnxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qbm-PYYfIWw/s320/DSC02334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035283549994000146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of Mike, Vicky, and I in the Yara river boat cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDsWOzCnyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kC0drna6ayw/s1600-h/DSC02323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDsWOzCnyI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kC0drna6ayw/s320/DSC02323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035284250073669410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another picture of me in the boat being stupid and silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDtDezCnzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MdPNYG2g368/s1600-h/kyleboatsilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDtDezCnzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MdPNYG2g368/s320/kyleboatsilly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035285027462750002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is picture of a really cool pedestrian bridge that was recently built as an art project to go along with the commonwealth games (basically it's 2nd biggest sporting event to the olympics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDtmOzCn0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bR7Q6AmAJM0/s1600-h/DSC02340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDtmOzCn0I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bR7Q6AmAJM0/s320/DSC02340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035285624463204162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne is a fancy city like every fancy city... and they've all got nice yachts... there are some gorgeous ones here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDuMezCn1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/eF-4secbubw/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDuMezCn1I/AAAAAAAAAM4/eF-4secbubw/s320/DSC02338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035286281593200466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture... and I don't know why... I just like it, so I'm posting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDunOzCn2I/AAAAAAAAANA/gma_mAjac1A/s1600-h/DSC02346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDunOzCn2I/AAAAAAAAANA/gma_mAjac1A/s320/DSC02346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035286741154701154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I've got a few other posts to catch up on, but this pretty much concludes the day I spent with Mike and Vicky, I really appreciated the time they took to spend with me, thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-8524685476494202398?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/8524685476494202398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=8524685476494202398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8524685476494202398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/8524685476494202398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-friends-last-few-days-ive-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/ReDnrezCnsI/AAAAAAAAALw/YF3HjnU6rzM/s72-c/DSC02301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1606579054103276231</id><published>2007-02-22T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:12.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and a Massage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More Melbourne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More Good Food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2GfOzCnkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lItuaoIKl1k/s1600-h/DSC02291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2GfOzCnkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lItuaoIKl1k/s200/DSC02291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034327829576326722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight I'm going to keep my post pretty short as I am a bit tired.  I've been going... going... going and it's taking its toll a bit so I'm going to be a bit more conscious to relax!  Today was low-key, Bruce and I started off the day with a nice Australian breakfast (they're really good).  Bruce always reiterates that there are no bad restaurants in Australia, because the Aussies wouldn't tolerate it.  At least up to this point, his confirmation is true with me!  I have had nothing but GREAT food here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was out with her friend Chris Bradley to celebrate Chris' birthday, Chris is a wonderful woman.   She used to be Bruce's personal assistant (still on a part-time basis), and she's been a good friend to my mom while she's out here.  Here's a picture of the two of them at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2H7ezCnmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OJ8_cwEgtvM/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2H7ezCnmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OJ8_cwEgtvM/s400/DSC02300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034329414419258978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2I0-zCnnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1eeNxzv2QRo/s1600-h/GrandPrixTrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2I0-zCnnI/AAAAAAAAAKs/1eeNxzv2QRo/s200/GrandPrixTrack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034330402261737074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While they were out, Bruce took me on a journey through some more parts of Melbourne.  The amazing thing about this city are the vast amounts of small, quaint streets that you simply can't find without the help of a well-versed local like Bruce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the highlight among all the fun streets that are synonymous with Melbourne was the race track on the right.  Melbourne is hosting the Grand Prix in March, and the track is currently being prepared.  While it's being prepared they allow the public to drive the track so Bruce and I made the trip, our top speed was... not very high :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you get an idea, here's a couple more pictures of the racetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2J0OzCnoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/g-Ky0TofC6w/s1600-h/DSC02293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2J0OzCnoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/g-Ky0TofC6w/s320/DSC02293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034331488888462978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2KEOzCnpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/r-jDow-FGms/s1600-h/DSC02294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2KEOzCnpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/r-jDow-FGms/s320/DSC02294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034331763766369938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2LFezCnqI/AAAAAAAAALE/ufx6oQgD6qc/s1600-h/DSC02298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2LFezCnqI/AAAAAAAAALE/ufx6oQgD6qc/s200/DSC02298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034332884752834210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last thing I did was to go down to the beach and relax in the evening.  I feel really feminine announcing this, but I went and had a massage for the first time in my life and it was really incredible!  I really don't think I could justify doing it financially on a consistent basis since it's reasonably expensive, but I really enjoyed it nonetheless.  Apparently, almost half the clients of this place were men, so I guess my masculinity is still intact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I went and walked around the quaint areas of downtown, and enjoyed a nice dinner, and a piece of cake from one of Melbourne's famous cake shops.  My mom took this picture of me down by the beach... isn't the harbor beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my friends, there are some exciting blogs coming up in the next few days, namely my day with Michael Pilley tomorrow, dinner at the Whitakers, Simeon's show, my trip Saturday with Sarah to see the SUPER cute fairy penguins, and finally, Sydney!  Those pictures are going to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major thanks to all who have been so kind in sending emails, and posting little notes on the blog, I really appreciate it and I can't wait to catch up with all of you in person when I come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1606579054103276231?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1606579054103276231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1606579054103276231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1606579054103276231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1606579054103276231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-friends-well-tonight-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rd2GfOzCnkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/lItuaoIKl1k/s72-c/DSC02291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-2733027509029294390</id><published>2007-02-21T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:15.290-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Beautiful Reunion... and other random things...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxKmezCnUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/05FD8bxYF7g/s1600-h/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxKmezCnUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/05FD8bxYF7g/s200/DSC02233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033980508456000834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today got off to a great start because I got to sleep in!  It feels so nice to take a breather every once in a while from the daily grind of life.  Once I mustered the courage to get out of bed, Bruce, Mom, and I shared a coffee and breakfast at one of many quaint restaurants in Melbourne.  I am beginning to fall in love with Melbourne; it's a very charming city and it really feels like each place has a unique feel and flavor.  I seriously want to stop at every coffee shop and enjoy a beautifully swirled "skinny latte" as the Aussie's call it (like the one in the picture our waitress made).  In American... that means non-fat latte... gotta love the Australian terminology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxMvezCnVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3o6UAKMQ4Vs/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxMvezCnVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3o6UAKMQ4Vs/s200/DSC02235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033982862098079058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After breakfast, we crossed the street and went to the South Melbourne market (it's sort of like a grocery store... but closer to a bazaar with lots of different vendors and exotic things there).  I bought a pair of really nice jeans and some really nice "vintage-looking" t-shirts.  It's really a hodgepodge of stores, there are about 15 butchers (no joke), different apparel places, little souvenir places, nut shops (never knew these existed), and basically anything you can think of.  As you can see, everything is decorated for the Chinese New Year, it's bizarre that every other continent celebrates this, but America hardly acknowledges it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxN4uzCnWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/v6K6Qu4WVNU/s1600-h/DSC02238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxN4uzCnWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/v6K6Qu4WVNU/s200/DSC02238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033984120523496802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxOuOzCnXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/m6uVa6fABCg/s1600-h/DSC02241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxOuOzCnXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/m6uVa6fABCg/s200/DSC02241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033985039646498162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After some shopping, mom needed to go to buy a gift certificate at a local spa (which happens to be on the most beautiful beach I've seen) so I tagged along.  I walked around the coast and dipped my feet in the water, it was VERY nice and warm (probably 75-80 degrees) and it was a particularly gorgeous day.  I loved it so much in fact that I decided I'm spending half the day there tomorrow just to relax... but watch out... there are NASTY jellyfish that will bite your face off... a bunch of them (I don't know how many... but seriously a LOT) had just washed up onto the shore... so maybe tomorrow (hopefully NOT) you will see a picture of me with a fat jellyfish sting!  Check out this other beautiful shot of the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxPiOzCnYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5VpRcnyoW8/s1600-h/DSC02239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxPiOzCnYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5VpRcnyoW8/s400/DSC02239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033985932999695746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beach, I spent some time (as I love doing) going to different coffee shops and enjoying some good scenery, and I also couldn't wait... I downloaded the latest 24 and watched it on my laptop (some things can't wait).  Yes Bryan, Travis, Trevor, and David that means you can delete it off the Tivo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxQlezCnZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YN92iali3mg/s1600-h/DSC02278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxQlezCnZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/YN92iali3mg/s200/DSC02278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033987088345898386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxR5uzCnaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/D0jdhD24XhE/s1600-h/Pa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxR5uzCnaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/D0jdhD24XhE/s200/Pa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033988535749877154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THEN, we got ready for the party my mom threw so that I could officially meet all of Bruce's family and let me tell you, it was a joy.  Here you see me, Nana and Pa.  These are Bruce's parents and they are quite possibly the most Godly, committed Christians a person gets the chance to meet in his or her life.  They are an inspiration, they have been faithfully married to each other their whole lives, and have lived on very little, and always been content and happy.  Even today, they have more joy or energy than most people I meet on a daily basis.  It was also Pa's birthday, so we had an ice cream cake for him as well as a traditional Australian desert called a pavlova (look below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxSeezCnbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5V2UlTC7ki0/s1600-h/DSC02274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxSeezCnbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5V2UlTC7ki0/s320/DSC02274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033989167110069682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxT5ezCncI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HFvAMKvs38g/s1600-h/DSC02259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxT5ezCncI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HFvAMKvs38g/s200/DSC02259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033990730478165442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxUluzCndI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tuyQyo1sGN8/s1600-h/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxUluzCndI/AAAAAAAAAIc/tuyQyo1sGN8/s200/DSC02263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033991490687376850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got to meet the whole family, and I have lots of good pictures, but I also want to keep this interesting... so I will post a few of the best.  I was saying how much fun Nana and Pa are, well Nana has a tradition each gathering of inventing her own game that everyone participates in, well this year, she brought a pair of dice, and a gigantic chocolate bar.  The person who rolled six got to start cutting and eating as much chocolate as they wanted, until someone else rolled six... then they got dethroned of their spree, she is so creative and fun it was great.  The second game she did, we all had a piece of paper and we had to write down the number of body parts that only have three letters... can you name them?  She always brings little prizes to the winners, it's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxVguzCneI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K-aOohxYCBs/s1600-h/Asher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxVguzCneI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K-aOohxYCBs/s200/Asher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033992504299658722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, so I have to stop now... Bruce's niece Jody is married to a wonderful Christian guy named Simeon, they're actually coming out to LA in a bit and we're going to try and play some shows together... but they have the CUTEST baby in the world.    You can see them on either side of him.  Little "Asher" was full of spunk, and in many other ways just a normal kid, but he was really fun.  I had just finished telling my mom she would never get a kid out of me... then... I'll be honest... I held the little guy, and I'm sold.  I want one!  But not for a long time no worries!  Simeon and I chatted for a bit and it was really cool how they named him because their prayer was that he would be a blessing to people and Asher means blessing in Hebrew... he was a blessing to me for sure!  Below is a picture of Simeon and I... stay tuned LA, we're going to be hitting up the shows when he comes around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxWiOzCnfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-1JedxrF1Wg/s1600-h/DSC02280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxWiOzCnfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/-1JedxrF1Wg/s320/DSC02280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033993629581090290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this post is getting longer and longer but c'mon it was an eventful day!  Here's a picture of me and Andy, Bruce's nephew, we're supposed to hang out Friday to go see Simeon's concert here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxXHezCngI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Wzb8YH2IPXI/s1600-h/DSC02281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxXHezCngI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Wzb8YH2IPXI/s320/DSC02281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033994269531217410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... Trev, you will love this, Michael came by... he showed up after everyone had already left... but JUST for you Trevor, here's a pic of the ol' bloke!  He says hi and sends his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxYDOzCniI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DfRRuzLsARI/s1600-h/DSC02288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxYDOzCniI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DfRRuzLsARI/s320/DSC02288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033995296028401186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right... last but not least... I'm very tired, so I thought you'd all enjoy this beautiful picture of little Asher fast asleep... such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxYg-zCnjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ebtgV68m9PU/s1600-h/DSC02283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxYg-zCnjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ebtgV68m9PU/s320/DSC02283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033995807129509426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all very much... praying for you... stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-2733027509029294390?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/2733027509029294390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=2733027509029294390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2733027509029294390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/2733027509029294390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-everybody-well-today-got-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdxKmezCnUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/05FD8bxYF7g/s72-c/DSC02233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-5102129930747075339</id><published>2007-02-20T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:17.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute Animals... Good Pictures... Fun Times...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrdGezCnAI/AAAAAAAAADg/2xSeVrzkio8/s1600-h/DSC02192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrdGezCnAI/AAAAAAAAADg/2xSeVrzkio8/s200/DSC02192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033578636956048386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrcyezCm_I/AAAAAAAAADY/WTc9MHHfx2s/s1600-h/DSC02193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrcyezCm_I/AAAAAAAAADY/WTc9MHHfx2s/s200/DSC02193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033578293358664690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So today, Bruce, mom, and I started out by going on a nice walk around the gorgeous botanical gardens and then we ate breakfast at their favorites spot here.  I enjoyed a very nice eggs benedict, and prepared for the rest of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdrd3-zCnBI/AAAAAAAAADo/VB801A_JeyI/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdrd3-zCnBI/AAAAAAAAADo/VB801A_JeyI/s200/DSC02201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033579487359573010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Mom and I went to an Australian wildlife zoo called Healesville Sanctuary. Essentially, think of every single cute and cuddly Australian animal... it's there!  Ironically, the cutest animal by far was the antithesis of cuddly, but they were very cute and had tons of personality.   This little bugga' as the Aussie's would call him is called the echidna.  They reminded me of little tanks, man were they fun!  The closest thing we have in the states is a porcupine, these are similar, but a totally different species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdruZOzCnPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0HbC5hLSCmM/s1600-h/koala1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdruZOzCnPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0HbC5hLSCmM/s320/koala1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033597650776268018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdru9-zCnQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kwhmfwSsY8s/s1600-h/DSC02198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdru9-zCnQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kwhmfwSsY8s/s200/DSC02198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033598282136460546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because I know the female readers here would kill me if I didn't, here are some pictures of the cute koalas... they are the laziest animals I've ever seen in my life!  They spend 20 hours per day sleeping, and the other 4 eating... nice life huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw some very cute wallabies, the first one was in the recovery "hospital" and he was particularly inquisitive of my camera... what a cutie! The others were in the park, and were basically disinterested in mom and I, all they seemed to cared about was drinking water and sleeping... it was very warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrvwOzCnRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rMcJYbPSqSM/s1600-h/DSC02228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrvwOzCnRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rMcJYbPSqSM/s320/DSC02228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033599145424887058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrwTuzCnSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cPY7-soWB7E/s1600-h/DSC02226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrwTuzCnSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cPY7-soWB7E/s320/DSC02226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033599755310243106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdrw1uzCnTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zj94U10LZho/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdrw1uzCnTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zj94U10LZho/s320/DSC02219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033600339425795378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdriDezCnHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/naPAOvWIxZg/s1600-h/cockatoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdriDezCnHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/naPAOvWIxZg/s200/cockatoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033584082974579826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the really cool things about Australia is there are wild cockatoos just flying around, they make a racket but they're gorgeous.  At the zoo they had these two really cute trained ones called "George and Pip" that could sort the trash based on color, wave at you, and repeat other behaviors... absolutely fascinating.  Here's "George."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrikezCnII/AAAAAAAAAEg/UE14xQH5fTA/s1600-h/DSC02204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrikezCnII/AAAAAAAAAEg/UE14xQH5fTA/s200/DSC02204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033584649910262914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other two birds here are cookaboroughs (not sure how to spell it); these are gorgeous birds that eat live animals, the one had just pounded down a mouse when I snapped this shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrlHOzCnMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vMfbCEehkJU/s1600-h/DSC02205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrlHOzCnMI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vMfbCEehkJU/s200/DSC02205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033587445933972674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh ya, this part creeped me out, I wasn't going to post it but we walked underneath a bunch of "flying foxes" as the Aussie's call them (we call them bats) and they were scary... but here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrlxuzCnNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ETkThwynPUA/s1600-h/DSC02230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 79px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrlxuzCnNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ETkThwynPUA/s320/DSC02230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033588176078413010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, I met Sarah (Bruce's niece) and we had a wonderful time, but unfortunately I wasn't able to snap any pictures of us. I got this one off as she met me at the train stop, another gorgeous shot of Melbourne's skyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'm exhausted yet again, please continue to write me, all your comments have been so encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and miss you much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-5102129930747075339?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/5102129930747075339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=5102129930747075339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5102129930747075339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/5102129930747075339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-today-bruce-mom-and-i-started-out-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdrdGezCnAI/AAAAAAAAADg/2xSeVrzkio8/s72-c/DSC02192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-1895891765026206979</id><published>2007-02-19T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:18.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Downtown Melbourne'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>G'day Mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, mom, Bruce and myself ventured into downtown Melbourne and it is absolutely gorgeous!  Melbourne is the best blend of a downtown city with rural parks I have ever seen.  Mom's apartment feels entirely suburban, but you walk two miles and you are literally in the heart of the city, it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo4fuzCm4I/AAAAAAAAACA/uTYHJMvRYKM/s1600-h/DSC02180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo4fuzCm4I/AAAAAAAAACA/uTYHJMvRYKM/s200/DSC02180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033397651329162114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started off at a big Vegas-style casino that was all decorated for Chinese New Year celebration that just happened this past weekend.  The whole place is just like Las Vegas, it's a casino with beautiful restaurants, wonderful decorations, and normal family entertainment (movies, food court, etc.).  Check out this awesome dragon they built for the Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo4N-zCm3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/C0Er5jXRoA0/s1600-h/DSC02181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo4N-zCm3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/C0Er5jXRoA0/s200/DSC02181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033397346386484082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo7R-zCm9I/AAAAAAAAACo/m6ggO9S-uK4/s1600-h/DSC02183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo7R-zCm9I/AAAAAAAAACo/m6ggO9S-uK4/s200/DSC02183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033400713640844242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Melbourne skyline is PHENOMENAL!  They have some really gorgeous skyscrapers, and a wonde&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo6zuzCm8I/AAAAAAAAACg/vwRk_lyg_f0/s1600-h/Skyscraper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo6zuzCm8I/AAAAAAAAACg/vwRk_lyg_f0/s200/Skyscraper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033400193949801410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rful riverbank.  We went up in one of the skyscrapers and took&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo47uzCm5I/AAAAAAAAACI/egMb_z0--Yc/s1600-h/DSC02182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo47uzCm5I/AAAAAAAAACI/egMb_z0--Yc/s200/DSC02182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033398132365499282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some photos of the city, it was a gorgeous panoramic view and God opened up the skies and made for great visibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo5y-zCm6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lpmwwszzPDs/s1600-h/DSC02188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo5y-zCm6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/lpmwwszzPDs/s200/DSC02188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033399081553271714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just had to show that Starbucks... is EVERYWHERE.  In fact, the drinks are identical... you can literally go anywhere in the world... and enjoy your Starbucks beverage of choice.  If you feel far from home, just walk to a local Starbucks, you won't know you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo6GuzCm7I/AAAAAAAAACY/fPNWoYHYhYE/s1600-h/DSC02189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo6GuzCm7I/AAAAAAAAACY/fPNWoYHYhYE/s200/DSC02189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033399420855688114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my step-sister Angela, she came to join us for dinner, we had a FANTASTIC time!  She's so fun and loving... we love her!  OK, have to run, I'm going to spend the day with wallabies, koalas, kangaroos, and platypus'!  I will post some (I'm sure cute) pictures when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-1895891765026206979?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/1895891765026206979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=1895891765026206979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1895891765026206979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/1895891765026206979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/gday-mates-last-night-mom-bruce-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdo4fuzCm4I/AAAAAAAAACA/uTYHJMvRYKM/s72-c/DSC02180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-3229010552097807091</id><published>2007-02-18T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:19.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne Day 1'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So after an incredible 14 hour flight, a three hour layover in Sydney, and a one hour flight, I finally arrived in Melbourne today.  Right now it's 4PM here on Monday (9PM Sunday in California).  I'm tired, I've only slept about 6 hours in the last 48 hours, but I have a full slate of plans for the evening because I don't want to get nailed with bad jetlag!  This view made whatever tiredness worth it, it's from the river you can see from my mom's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdkxEw685oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RBa9gHX2H68/s1600-h/DSC02175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdkxEw685oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RBa9gHX2H68/s400/DSC02175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033108016484640386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mom and Bruce's apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdkxbw685pI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vE_wBN4kAY8/s1600-h/DSC02172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdkxbw685pI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vE_wBN4kAY8/s400/DSC02172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033108411621631634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdkylg685rI/AAAAAAAAABI/sEKB7aQQaEE/s1600-h/Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Rdkylg685rI/AAAAAAAAABI/sEKB7aQQaEE/s320/Garden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033109678636983986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Bruce's apartment is beautiful, they've decorated it perfectly, and it has a gorgeous view of the Botanical Gardens (a wildlife refuge, park, and athletic training center in Melbourne).  Though her window looks out to gorgeous trees and lush greenery, it is actually very close to downtown Melbourne.   They drove me through there right after I arrived and it's GORGEOUS!  I can't wait to see more tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit hot, but it's the prime of Summer here so what can you expect?  This trip is truly starting off on a wonderful foot, and I'm so blessed to have the opportunity.  I pray that you will all check the blog, and comment if you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm getting tired sitting down because of jet lag and I can't go to bed yet... so I'm going to go for another walk!  Enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdkzGg685sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/R3Ln183Ngn8/s1600-h/DSC02167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdkzGg685sI/AAAAAAAAABQ/R3Ln183Ngn8/s320/DSC02167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033110245572667074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS This is mom and son from Mom's balcony... isn't it a beautiful view?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-3229010552097807091?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3229010552097807091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=3229010552097807091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3229010552097807091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3229010552097807091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-after-incredible-14-hour-flight.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdkxEw685oI/AAAAAAAAAAw/RBa9gHX2H68/s72-c/DSC02175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-4996548723826341340</id><published>2007-02-18T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:19.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdktxQ685nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HiLSaHQN8ko/s1600-h/DSC02165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdktxQ685nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HiLSaHQN8ko/s320/DSC02165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033104382942307954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdktYA685mI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cGPy0SqFZPU/s1600-h/DSC02163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdktYA685mI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cGPy0SqFZPU/s320/DSC02163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033103949150611042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight to Sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I started my journey off at LAX Friday evening around 5PM, Dad picked me up from the house and took me to the airport.  I boarded the plane around 8PM, and was off in the air by 9PM.  Mind you all, this is Friday night…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane flight went very fast, lots of movies, the food was actually very nice and I sat next to a movie producer.  He was very interesting (a bit of a curmudgeon at times) but he’s definitely been quite successful.  He asked I not disclose his name… sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how I said I left Friday night?  Well I arrived here in Sydney at 6AM on MONDAY morning!  Where did Sunday go?  I crossed over the “international time/date” line so Sunday February 18th of 2007 is a blur in history I will never get to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I’m in Sydney, safely arrived here and I’m enjoying a cup of tea, it’s quite a nice airport here.  I’ve already met some really cool people on the plane trips and I look forward to meeting more people on the road, and seeing my mom and Bruce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, unfortunately I am a bit short on time here as I still have another flight to catch… post some comments, interact with me while I’m here, it makes it more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-4996548723826341340?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/4996548723826341340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=4996548723826341340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4996548723826341340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/4996548723826341340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/flight-to-sydney-ok-so-i-started-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdktxQ685nI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HiLSaHQN8ko/s72-c/DSC02165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22480098.post-3171070864437106531</id><published>2007-02-15T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:59:20.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Without Limits'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdUwjg685lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cYiFdl5UOpg/s1600-h/Kyle%26NIck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdUwjg685lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cYiFdl5UOpg/s320/Kyle%26NIck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031981545347147346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So this past weekend I met Nick Vujicic, a man born with no arms or legs.  Nick's story is one that will touch your heart, and change your life.  Nick has had to overcome major obstacles in order to be where he is today.  He has spoken to almost 2 million people, and his story is one that is sure to make a difference in your life.  Read about him at www.lifewithoutlimbs.org, it says it way better than I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and I met this weekend at the Crystal Cathedral, he was the interview guest I brought and needless to say it was a divine appointment.  Nick and I connected right away, perhaps it's safe to say I've never met anyone in my life that I connected with better in terms of mindset for ministry, and vision for the future than Nick.  We spur each other into great thoughts, great ideas, and even better to walk closer with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really new to this blog thing, but I'm going to try to post a picture of us that I took.  Meanwhile, I'm leaving for Australia Saturday evening, I'm really excited about it!  I will try to post updates while I'm there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22480098-3171070864437106531?l=kylebonenberger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/feeds/3171070864437106531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22480098&amp;postID=3171070864437106531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3171070864437106531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22480098/posts/default/3171070864437106531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylebonenberger.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-this-past-weekend-i-met-nick-vujicic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyle B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17717965089570450031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/Sx7e8SGSBVI/AAAAAAAAAps/-reMa5pZfhA/S220/kyleoutreach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUiy5-hlGxI/RdUwjg685lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cYiFdl5UOpg/s72-c/Kyle%26NIck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
