<?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-2012804237223672174</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:51:56.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE the Wave!</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the blog of Steve Keaton (Founder &amp;amp; CMO of Tsunami Ministries, Inc.)
Tsunami was founded in 1999 with the purpose of challenging &amp;amp; equipping youth workers and youth ministries to not just ride the next cultural wave that flies by, but to instead BE a wave of change that will impact this world for Jesus Christ.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-8964888692930573826</id><published>2011-04-22T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:13:21.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsu Video Announcement for April 22nd, 2011</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/user/TsunamiAnnouncements#p/a/u/0/IWtToC5fZlY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the latest Video Announcement from Tsunami Ministries about some upcoming events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-8964888692930573826?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8964888692930573826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2011/04/tsu-video-announcement-for-april-22nd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8964888692930573826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8964888692930573826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2011/04/tsu-video-announcement-for-april-22nd.html' title='Tsu Video Announcement for April 22nd, 2011'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-8939241409492786469</id><published>2010-05-15T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T14:36:42.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, May 15th, 2010   "WOW! You've Been in the Son!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday, May 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: WOW! You've Been in the Son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Luke 11:36 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore, if your whole body is full of light, and no part of it dark,  it will be completely lighted, as when the light of a lamp shines  on you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today myself and my 2 boys, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt; and Carson, went out to watch some lacrosse.  It was a great spring day in North Carolina, but it was also probably the hottest day of the year, so far.  As the day went on and the sun rose higher in the sky, of course the temperature and the effects of the sun began to be felt.  But no one really minded and the fellas never even complained about the heat.  The games were great, we hung out with friends and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TK&lt;/span&gt; and Carson both ran around familiarizing themselves with their new sports interest.  Both are die-hard football players, but their interest was certainly peeked by another sport where players wear helmets, you get to knock people down and even hit them with a stick.  Sounds pretty cool to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when the last game ended, we all said goodbye to our friends, loaded up in the car and made our way home.  We were all a bit tired, yet our conversation definitely centered around a great day together and our introduction to lacrosse.  When we got home and began to cool down for the morning in the sun, Carson came walking into the living room and simply stated, "I got a sunburned today!"  All I could do was chuckle and then confirm the observation of my hilarious 6 year old son by saying "WOW!  You've been in the sun!"  It was one of those duh-huh moments.  I mean, anyone Carson would have encountered would have no problem noticing the fact that Carson had been in the sun.  All the signs were present.  His face was red.  His neck was red.  And he was sporting quite the spectacular farmer's tan.  But he didn't mind.  He had a blast and was thrilled to have spent the time watching a game, and even whacking a few people with a stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question I have to ponder is this one.  When you and I have the opportunity to spend some time in the "Son", does it become glaringly obvious to those we come in contact with that we have experienced something very cool and even life-changing?  Much like the effects the sun's rays have on our physical bodies, shouldn't we be effected by the interaction we have the Son of God?  The blessings that come from the opportunity to spend time with the one who lived, died and made the ultimate sacrifice for us, and the fact that that very same person is passionately and intimately in love with each and every one of us, should leave us not only spiritually changed, but changed in such a way that enables each person we meet along our journey to see and experience the obvious effects of our physical, mental and spiritual selves.  I mean, if we did have a true encounter with Christ, one that is not centered around what God can do for us, and instead is fully about basking in the greatness, love, compassion and grace of Jesus, how can the change in us not be as easily seen as the most brilliant farmer's tan in the history of the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you consider yourself an authentic Christ-Follower, are others seeing the Son on your face?  Or even more important than that, in your face?  If not, maybe you should get out a little more.  Get out of the shade and step into the presence of God.  Then enjoy the effects.  The best part is... no sun screen needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-8939241409492786469?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8939241409492786469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-may-15th-2010-wow-youve-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8939241409492786469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8939241409492786469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-may-15th-2010-wow-youve-been.html' title='Saturday, May 15th, 2010   &quot;WOW! You&apos;ve Been in the Son!&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-5835585450769460424</id><published>2010-05-07T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:47:47.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, May 7th, 2010  "Open Mouth, Insert TANK!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, May 7th, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: Open Mouth, Insert TANK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Proverbs 15:4 (NIV)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16812"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The tongue that brings  healing is a tree of life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       but a deceitful tongue crushes the  spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, believe it or not, I can say things that I would consider funny.  And by the reaction of those around me on those occasions, they seem to affirm that.  So, I enjoy being the big and funny guy.  Well, a couple of nights ago I was watching one of my favorite television shows.  "LOST" is a show that I have watched since its very first episode.  I have never missed a show, and now as the final season is coming to end and I can direct my obsessive behavior towards another program that will consume me for far too long, I have found great pleasure by watching this with my wife and a great friend.  My buddy Ryan is my associate youth pastor at the church I serve and he too has the "LOST Sickness".  So, it is natural that he would be a great person to join us for the show each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as we watched this week's episode, the character Claire, who is a beautiful, blond Australian young lady appeared on the screen.  I had noticed and kept very quiet about the fact that Claire's hair was a fright.  I mean, it has gotten worse week by week, and I finally had to say something.  I simply stated that her once beautiful, blond locks now more closely resembled a "Rat's Nest".  It was frizzy and wild and just out of control nasty.  I followed that up with the statement, "I wouldn't be surprised if there were a guinea pig or ferret in there somewhere."  We all chuckled about it and then went on with watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Ryan attended an area middle school to eat lunch with some members of our youth program.  They sat and enjoyed some great conversation, discuss what was happening in their lives and just chilled out.  Then, Ryan saw his chance to be a funny guy.  A woman entered the cafeteria and made her way across the room.  Her hair was bit wild and crazy.  So Ryan simply said, "Wow! Look at her hair!  I bet there is a guinea pig living in that thing."  All of a sudden, a young man from down the table leaned up, looked Ryan in the eye and said, "That's my mom."  Come to find out, the young man was correct.  And at that moment, Ryan had done more than opened his mouth and inserted his foot.  Ryan inserted a TANK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please allow me to tell you that my buddy Ryan is one of the greatest guys in the world.  He's an amazing youth pastor, fun and a little out there.  Just like me.  And of course it is not his personality to be mean or say a hurtful thing about another person.  I'm sure you have probably found yourself in a similar situation.  However, I couldn't help but feel led to present the fact that the words we say carry some pretty power effects with it.  Words can do amazing things such as building up, affirming, praising and nurturing people.  Or they can cut you as deep as a knife.  The person reciting the old childhood saying of "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." must have never been on the receiving end of a hurtful comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As those who make their way through life with the title of "Christ-Follower" flying boldly above us, we must understand that we are called to be the voice of Christ to a world so desperately in need of a kind word, an affirming statement and a positive interaction with another living soul.  Are the words we say, the comments we make, or the discussions we have with others building up or breaking down?  If we will just take the time to put ourselves in the shoes of another, remember what it feels like to receive a harsh word, even as harmless as it may have been intended, I know we will truly begin to be that kind, loving and welcoming voice God has asked us to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-5835585450769460424?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5835585450769460424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-may-7th-2010-open-mouth-insert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5835585450769460424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5835585450769460424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-may-7th-2010-open-mouth-insert.html' title='Friday, May 7th, 2010  &quot;Open Mouth, Insert TANK!&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-3941611520950550508</id><published>2010-04-29T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:14:17.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, April 29th, 2010  "Safe &amp; Sound"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday, April 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: Safe &amp;amp; Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Proverbs 18:10 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10 The name of the LORD is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been caught in the midst of a pretty severe storm?  I'm talking about the kind that shakes the entire house and makes the windows seem as if they're about to fall in?  I vividly remember as a child being right in the middle of a spring time thunderstorm that seemed to have come out of nowhere.  I was probably 11 or 12 years old and I was at the baseball field.  I had been dropped off for a game and was awaiting the rest of the team and coaches to show up.  My mom had to run a quick errand and had vowed to be back by game time.  Well, over the next few minutes the wind started whipping and the dark clouds began rolling in, and before we all knew it the thunder and lighting started one spectacular show.  And here I stood, smack in the middle of what seemed like the heavy wash cycle of a washing machine.  So, I did what any responsible and sound-thinking young person would do, I RAN!  I lived about a mile from the ball field and I decided to run down the main road between my house and the field in hopes that my mom would be on her way back to field to get me.  Of course this was long before the introduction of cell phones and there was nowhere else to seek shelter.  So I just tucked my tail, dropped my head and I ran as fast as I could toward my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lumbered down the sidewalk, I can remember thinking that what I was doing was just a bit dangerous.  And the extraordinary loud booms of thunder that followed the blinding flash of lighting strikes confirmed my notion.  All I had in mind was reaching the safety of my house.  I just knew that once I made it to my destination, all would be good and I'd be safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached my goal, and fell through the doorway, I just stood there dripping on the carpet like a soaked dog.  I glared out of the open door and marveled at the sheets of rain that fell from the sky and violently collided with the ground.  And in that moment I felt it.  It surrounded me like a warm blanket or the comfort of my mom's arms.  I felt safe.  I knew that what I had just gone through was over and that everything would be okay.  Even thought my heart continued to pound out of my chest, I was indeed safe and sound in the refuge of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we often experience very similar storms in our lives.  There are times with the whipping winds and violent scenes of the day to day lives we live seem to push us, shake us and twist us like a tree in a hurricane.  The violence of the circumstances, fear of the encounter and uncertainty of what is exactly taking place can shake us to our core.  And how do we react in those circumstances?  Hopefully we run.  Not necessarily running away from something, but actually running towards something.  The safety and security that can only be found in the refuge of our Lord.  A presence that stands firm, sheltering us from the often turbulent, sometimes unforeseen and always frightening storms of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can relate to my rambling.  Maybe you've experienced the calming effect of finding sanctuary that can only be truly experienced in seeking the comfort of God.  The understanding that even though we will endure the storms of life, that God will always be there for us and help us whether whatever the world throws at us .  And knowing the fact that life will sometimes seem to be more than we can handle, God's love for us will always, without question, enable us to be safe and sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-3941611520950550508?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3941611520950550508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-april-29th-2010-safe-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3941611520950550508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3941611520950550508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-april-29th-2010-safe-sound.html' title='Thursday, April 29th, 2010  &quot;Safe &amp; Sound&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6284704150249517502</id><published>2010-04-21T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T14:09:44.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 21st, 2010 "The Real Deal"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday, April 21st, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: The Real Deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Revelation 3:15-16 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30746"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know your deeds, that  you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30747"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, because you are  lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York City is one of my favorite places in the entire world.  Even though I'm a man raised in the south, I just seem to love being in The Big Apple.  All of the hustle and bustle, riding the subway, honking horns of the taxis, being shoved around like a pinball on the busy city streets.  I love the bright lights and all of the craziness the city has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also a shopper's paradise.  With all of the amazing stores and street vendors available. A person could really some of major financial damage if they weren't a bit disciplined with their money.  Yet, every time I've been to New York City, I have noticed more people than I could possibly count, pushing through the mass of humanity with more shopping bags than 1 person should physically be able to carry.  Stores like Tiffany, Bloomingdales, Saks Fifth Avenue and several other Madison Avenue, high-end establishments.  I have often thought that many of those people are probably carrying more in their shopping bags than I even make in 1 year's salary.  Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for those of us who are considered the "Common" person, there is no need to fret.  We too have a chance to get our hands on some pretty amazing things.  Items that have the names of the most sought after clothing, jewelry and accessories that we never thought we could ever have.  How?  2 simple words.  Canal Street!  Canal Street is the place that you will be able to get all the high-dollar stuff without paying all of the high-dollar prices.  Now, I'm sure you are asking yourself, "How can that be?"  Well, the answer is quite simple.  Because even though it may look like the real deal, and have the name on it like the real deal, it is not the real deal.  In other words, it is a fake, fraud or impostor.  You can give it any name you wish.  Knock-off, faux, counterfeit, fraud, mock, phony.  However you wish to label it, the bottom line is that it just is not the real deal.  But when it comes to a knock-off of a $1,000 purse or $500 pair of sunglasses, does it really matter?  Probably not.  No one will really care if found out it was fake.  But when it comes to our faith, you better believe it matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it has become far too easy for Christ-Followers to fall into this trap.  Sure, on the outside they may look the part.  They may wear the clothing and the cross around their neck.  They may have the cool little fish on the back of their car.  They probably even show up to right worship services and so on.  But if you begin to really observe and witness what this person is all about, it becomes quite easy to see that they just aren't the real deal.  And unlike purses, sunglasses and clothing, this is a major problem.  God has called us to a life like no other.  A life of loving all, serving all, sacrificing all and walking the walk and not just talking the talk.  And when we choose to put on the mask of an authentic Christ-Follower, but live another way, the fact is we are no more than impostors, fakes and frauds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "Real" is defined as being an actual thing.  The key word in that statement is "Actual"  The real deal.  And when our path diverges from the path God has called us to walk, we move away from God and towards a world that desires to see us disconnect from the one who created us, redeemed us and sustains us, and embrace the sad life of a dark world.  The fact of the matter is that if we have taken on the title of "Christ-Follower" then we are either with God or against God.  We are either walking with the Son, or taking a journey on the dark side of the moon.  We are either the "Real Deal" who is passionately living a life that is worthy of the name, or we are a fake.  It is as simple as that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next time you look yourself in the mirror, take a good hard look at what you see.  Not just on the surface, but deep inside your soul and see what answer calls back to you.  Real Deal or Impostor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6284704150249517502?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6284704150249517502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/wednesday-april-21st-2010-real-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6284704150249517502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6284704150249517502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/wednesday-april-21st-2010-real-deal.html' title='Wednesday, April 21st, 2010 &quot;The Real Deal&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6094998912034094271</id><published>2010-04-19T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:43:31.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 19th, 2010 "Do You Hear Me?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday, April 19th, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: Do You Hear Me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: John 10:27 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26498"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sheep listen to my  voice; I know them, and they follow me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten so wrapped up in something that you tend to become oblivious to everything else that is taking place around you?  I know I have.  Who am I kidding?  I do it all the time.  I like to blame it on other things but the sad truth is that sometimes I allow myself to become so distracted and engrossed in somethings and it just doesn't matter what else is happening around me, or who is trying to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was totally tuned in to ESPN.  I was watching some sport.  I'm not even sure what sport it was.  Probably not even one of my favorites like football or baseball.  I often just allow myself to get fully submerged in whatever sport is in front of me.  I guess sports are to me what the ringing of the bell was to Pavlov's dog.  Anyway, while my attention was consumed by something trivial, I had no clue that my daughter Avery was patiently standing by calling my name.  And by saying "Patiently standing by, " I mean, she was standing right beside me as I lounged on our comfy couch.  She had been calling out to daddy for quite a while.  Then eventually she just kind of meandered off.  Never drawing my attention away from the high-definition images I was watching on the television.  Finally I heard something.  It was the voice of my wife asking me a simple question. "Steve, did you not hear Avery?"  I looked at hear as if she were speaking a foreign language.  Then as if I were a large bear waking from hibernation, I began to recall faintly hearing a small child's voice trying to get her daddy's attention.  However, at that time it was too late.  Avery had moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have thought more and more about that lopsided exchange of my little girl speaking softly in my ear, trying to gain just a moment of my attention, I am haunted by the fact that I would allow something so meaningless to block the acknowledgment of one I claim to love so dearly.  The truly sobering thought in the midst of this example is that we do the same thing far too often when in comes to how we often allow our lives to distract us so much that we fail to hear the voice of God calling out to each of us.  God patiently stands by.  Speaking softly in our ear, trying His to best to gain our attention, and glean any portion of our so-called "Busy Day".  All the while we are keenly focused on the task at hand, the person in front of us, the show on the television or the things of this world.  And because of this, we are distracted from hearing and responding to the one we claim to love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have replayed that interaction, with my daughter Avery, over and over in my head, I often wonder how many times I have done it to others I love?  My wife, my sons, my friends, my youth?  And on those occasions, want did I miss out on?  What priceless experiences may have been an extraordinary gift to me?  How many opportunities to love or be loved did I ignore?  How many chances to either receive grace or give grace did I allow to blow away in the selfish storm of my life? Chances, opportunities and blessings that may never come again.  How often have I allowed my focus on the world to draw my attention away from what God is trying to tell me, show me, direct me, send me and use me for?  I mean, who do I think I am that the stuff in my life is so important that it should take priority over the voice of The Famous One?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day I have tried to improve in this area.  I am certainly a work in progress, but when Kim or the kids or others or God need my attention, I have tried to pull myself away from all of the distractions life has to offer, and listen to what they have to say.  In my endeavor to make this priority in my personal life, I have also tried to slow down and just listen to what is being said, how I can use that, and what God truly has to say to me.  And you know what?  If we willingly give God our attention, we will undoubtedly realize that God is speaking loud and clear.  Do you hear Him?  If not, slow down, turn your attention away from the world and toward God.  We may be amazed at what He has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's turn off the world.  Tune into God, and experience the fullness of the relationship we can truly have with our Creator.  And begin to listen.  Shhhhhhhhh.  God is trying to talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6094998912034094271?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6094998912034094271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-april-19th-2010-do-you-hear-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6094998912034094271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6094998912034094271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-april-19th-2010-do-you-hear-me.html' title='Monday, April 19th, 2010 &quot;Do You Hear Me?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6517783525026953333</id><published>2010-04-06T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:23:26.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 7th, 2010 "Adversity Builds Character"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday, April 7th, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: "Adversity Builds Character"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: James 1:2-4 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30253"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Consider it pure joy, my  brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30254"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because you know that the testing of your  faith develops perseverance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30255"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perseverance  must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not  lacking anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school I wrestled.  Not the WWE, flying off the top ropes, power-bomb type of wresting.  As much as I love Ric Flair, the Four Horsemen and, of course, The American Dream Dusty Rhodes, that just wasn't the kind of wrestling I did.  It was the really cool, extra small, wrestling singlet, ultra-awesome head gear wearing kind of wrestling.  I must say that in all my years of playing sports, I would consider it, by far, the hardest and most physically and mentally demanding sport ever.  Wrestlers are a different breed of athlete.  They are a bit quirky and even sometimes superstitious.  They spit in cups and wear trash bags under their clothing to cut weight before a match.  They are committed to their cause and the team.  They make great physical sacrifices and push through some extremely difficult situations.  It was both the hardest and the most fun I ever had in sports, and I'm so glad that I chose to be a part of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 20 years later I still recall some of the valuable lessons I learned during those years on the Garinger High School Wrestling Team.  It is amazing how things one learns so long ago seems to come back so vividly.  One memory I have and something I have drawn strength from ever since is one phrase that hung on the wall of that old, tiny, hot and stinky wrestling room.  The phrase was crudely painting in white on a royal blue rectangular piece of wood.  It read "Adversity Builds Character."  That's it.  It is a pretty simple statement, and one that makes so much sense.  Our team drew a lot of strength from those words.  When it seemed as if the odds were too great and there was no way we could persevere in the face of the opposition, we remembered those words.  Little did I know that long after my wrestling career would end I would continue to be inspired by the phrase "Adversity Builds Character."  Even today, I am continuously spoken to by those 3 powerful words.  Through life in general, and even more so through my walk with Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that far too often, those who make a commitment to accept Jesus as their personal Lord and Savior, dedicate their lives to service and sharing the Good News of Jesus Christ, we head out on that journey with a very ignorant mindset.  I mean, we are so new at this "Jesus Thing" and we just don't know that we just don't know.  So, we step boldly towards the Giant, following the example of young David, and once the Giant begins to shout back at us, we quickly begin to identify with the quivering soldiers who buckled under the pressure, and found it easier to just hide and avoid the adversity that stood before them.  But if you stop long enough to just relax, clear your head and think about it, adversity is the force that truly molds us, shapes us, forges us in the fire and makes us into the person we are meant to be.  Adversity in the face of opposition is something that is a part of life.  As sure as the sun will rise in the east and set in the west, adversity will certainly be present.  The question we must answer is simply, how will we respond to it?  The world desires us to sit back and not engage the hardships.  The Lord strengthens, empowers and enables us to overcome and stand victorious, stronger and better equipped for the journey on the other side.  It is never fun, but always meaningful.  It is never invited, but always present.  It is never prejudice, but always life changing and character building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you respond to the adversity you will experience in your life?  What character traits will shine brightly through in the midst of the dark nights?  Will you crack under the pressure, fold like a poker player with a horrible hand, fall on the ground pounding your fist and screaming "Why Me?"  Or will you withstand the fire, enable Christ to strengthen, change you and use you to inspire others who desperately need to see your example?  The choice is totally up to you.  But I encourage you to make the phrase yours.  Own it.  Embrace it.  Use it.  Because it is so very true.  "Adversity Builds Character."  Now get on the mat!  The world wants a piece of you.  Go get them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6517783525026953333?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6517783525026953333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/wednesday-april-7th-2010-adversity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6517783525026953333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6517783525026953333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/wednesday-april-7th-2010-adversity.html' title='Wednesday, April 7th, 2010 &quot;Adversity Builds Character&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-5837475625517859949</id><published>2010-04-02T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:00:16.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, April 2nd, 2010 "Guard Duty"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, April 2nd, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: "Guard Duty"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Matthew 24:42-44 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will  come. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what  time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would  not have let his house be broken into. So you also must be ready,  because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in the Army, Guard Duty was just a way of life.  All of us had to pull our shift and spend our time looking out for anyone and everyone who may come up on our location.  During my time in "Operation Desert Storm" in the first Persian Gulf War, this took on an entirely new importance.  Gone were the no-stress guarding of the perimeter while my recon platoon trained at Fort Hood, TX.  The game had changed and it was all for real.  We had to pay attention to our surroundings and truly be aware of any thing approaching us.  There were a few occasions when our vigilance paid off.  And because of some who took their shifts on guard duty seriously and did what they needed to do, it saved the lives of many other soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately when we returned to the states after the conflict ended, many of my platoon members didn't stand guard with the same dedication and alertness they used in the Gulf.  And from time to time, instead of being the top-notch, recon platoon we have become prior to and during our 8 months in Saudi Arabia and Kuwait, we had become complacent and lazy.  I get the feeling that Christ-Followers often get complacent as well.  Sure from time to time we tend to go on High Alert and become a finely tuned instrument with our "Jesus Radar" working at its highest level.  However, these tend to be the exception to the norm.  Most of the time I find myself so distracted by everything else that is taking place around me, that Jesus could brush right past me during my walk through my crowded life that I would never even realize it was him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been told in God's Word to get our eyes open and our souls alert for the return of Jesus.  A return that is certain to occur.  It is not like the paparazzi hoping to catch a glimpse of the hottest movie star.  Instead it is a fact that Jesus will return, and we should be ready.  Ready to see it and announce to the world that He is coming.  Our hearts, minds and souls should crave this occurence.  We should become like children waiting on Christmas morning, or a parent awaiting the arrival of their child's birth.  The hard part is that we have no clue when Jesus will come riding in.  And that is when our human and often impatient nature begins to rear its ugly head.  That is when we begin to falter and drift away from that assurance, and towards the distractions of the world.  The only way to make sure we stand firm and stay ready is to continue to assure ourselves and other Christ followers that this is our duty, our job and part of our calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what will we do in this regard?  Will we enable ourselves to continue to be distracted by the world around us?  Or will we stand in eager anticipation of the return of Christ?  Keeping our eyes keenly fixed upon the sky, ready to announce to the world around us that "HE'S BACK!!!!"  I don't know about you, but I'm heading to my post right now.  I'll let you know when I see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-5837475625517859949?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5837475625517859949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-april-2nd-2010-guard-duty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5837475625517859949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5837475625517859949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-april-2nd-2010-guard-duty.html' title='Friday, April 2nd, 2010 &quot;Guard Duty&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-2531688364433962591</id><published>2010-03-31T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:08:58.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, March 31st, 2010 "We Should Be Dancing... Yeah!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday, March 31st, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: "We Should Be Dancing... Yeah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Psalm 150 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16396"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Praise the LORD. Praise God in his  sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16397"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Praise him for his acts of  power; praise him for his surpassing greatness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16398"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Praise him with the sounding  of the trumpet, praise him with the harp and lyre, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16399"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; praise him with tambourine  and dancing, praise him with the strings and flute, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16400"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; praise him with the clash of  cymbals, praise him with resounding cymbals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16401"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let everything that has  breath praise the LORD. Praise the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, while sitting at my desk, I turned on iTunes and started listening to some music as I sifted through the pile of work for the day.  I have a pretty eclectic playlist on my iPod.  I can enjoy The David Crowder Band 1 minute, then follow it up with The Backstreet Boys.  You may run across some Johnny Cash, "Burning Ring of Fire", then slide right into The Doobie Brothers' "Black Water".  I guess it is safe to say that I like just about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the midst of working and enjoying my music, I found myself in a full-on jam session of the classic Disco hit, from the BeeGees, "You Should Be Dancing".  I love that song.  You know, music is pretty powerful and it is amazing how a song from 1976 can still move a person in 2010.  Anyway, as I began to groove in my chair, I quickly felt the intense desire to stand to my feet and move around the office.  I have a pretty large office, so I knew I could cover some ground and probably not break anything.  Then next thing I knew, I was doing my best "John Travolta" impression from the movie Saturday Night Fever, and I was lost in the moment.  I didn't care who walked by and saw me.  I didn't care what anyone might think.  I didn't care that the office door and window blind was open.  I just new, at that moment, I should follow the suggestion of the song and dance!  And dance I did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the song ended and I came down from my disco high and made my way back to the desk to get back to work after my 3 1/2 minute time travel back to the 70's.  Then it hit me.  I never thought of asking the question, "Why should I be dancing?"  I mean, I just heard the statement, felt the power of the music and submitted.  So, I started to answer the question I just posted.  And the answer was a simple one.  "I should be dancing because... I AM LOVED!!!"  Yep, I'm loved by many very special people in my life.  I'm loved by an amazing wife and remarkable children. And that is enough to get one moving.  But the love that should get each of us out of our seats and moving to the tunes of life, without a care of what others may think, say or act, comes simply from the amazing, unceasing and unconditional love of God.  The same God who gave His own son for our eternal life.  The same God who hung the stars and the moon.  The same God who filled our lungs with oxygen this morning and makes the waves crash upon the shores.  That God loves us!  And with that being said, how can our response be anything less than DANCING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, is the way you are living your life a dance of celebration of God's love?  Can others see the rhythm of God's love pulsing through your very being?  Or are you too worried about what those around you may think?   All I've got to say is, if you're willing take the time to truly look into what God has done for you, and is willing to do for you, and who He should be in your life, you will begin to fully come to the realization that... YOU SHOULD BE DANCING - YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-2531688364433962591?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2531688364433962591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/wednesday-march-31st-2010-we-should-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2531688364433962591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2531688364433962591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/wednesday-march-31st-2010-we-should-be.html' title='Wednesday, March 31st, 2010 &quot;We Should Be Dancing... Yeah!&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-104655353727486772</id><published>2010-03-29T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:33:07.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, March 29th, 2010 "On the Contrary"</title><content type='html'>Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Title: "On the Contrary"&lt;br /&gt;Text: Exodus 20:3 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;"You shall have no other gods before Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in the day, when I was just a wee little fellow, making my way through the hallways of my high school, I was only interested in a few things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sports&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;World History&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I know, pretty predictable on the first 2 things.  What can I say.  I was typical guy.  However, the 3rd was one that, if you knew me during that time, would probably shock you.  I wasn't much of a student.  I had a tendency to do just enough to get by in most classes.  Except World History.  I loved it and it was basically the only class I truly gave my best effort in.  I loved learning about the past cultures and societies that lived on the earth, and what they were all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One piece that really jumped out at me was the idea that the Earth was the center of the universe and everything else revolved around it. I can understand the concept and why people of that time would believe such an idea.  Why not? From their vantage point, they lived, as an intelligent society, and by simply looking toward the sky they would see things like the moon, stars and other amazing celestial bodies moving from east to west in the midnight sky.  But something changed.  That idea was proved to be wrong and instead of our planet being the most important and most meaningful, we finally realized we orbited something bigger, more meaningful and more powerful.  The Sun.  What a crushing blow to the ego.  But, we have become a well-adjusted planet.  Haven't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when it comes to our daily lives, and even for those of us that consider ourselves Christ-Followers, we often still make our way through life with an "It is all about me" or  "I'm the center of the universe" attitude.  We want what we want, when we want it.  And if those around us don't recognize this, then they are wrong, against us and should just get out of the way.  And that even includes our relationship with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.  Next time you pray, write down what your prayer consists of.  How much of it is "Me" focused instead of "HE" focused?  We tend to pray for or seek the things that will best meet our needs of enable to get ahead in this world.  Is that the true purpose?  It is so easy to look back at those societies that firmly believed that the Earth was the center of it all, many, many years ago, and say "How silly they were."  Yet today we don't necessarily look at the planet we occupy as the center of it, but we have no problem thinking WE are the center of it all.  And until we truly begin to realize that God is the center, most powerful and most important thing of all, we will never fully become all we can be, live the lives God desires us to live, and truly impact the kingdom of God with all God has gifted us with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next time you begin to huff and puff and even think about blowing someone's house down, all in the name of "It is all about me!", remember one very important thing.  If it isn't all about God, it just isn't worth it, and you have totally missed the point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-104655353727486772?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/104655353727486772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-march-29th-2010-on-contrary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/104655353727486772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/104655353727486772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-march-29th-2010-on-contrary.html' title='Monday, March 29th, 2010 &quot;On the Contrary&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6978153074298149010</id><published>2010-01-22T14:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:47:16.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 22nd, 2010  "Push On Through"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devo by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Friday, January 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Title: Push On Through&lt;br /&gt;Text: John 16:33 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-26749"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is no secret that I’m a big guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like to eat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I’m not talking about eating the healthy stuff either.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am a meat and potatoes kind of guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love sweets.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A bowl of ice cream at 10PM is not something out of the realm of possibilities for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I joke that I was born at 189lbs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, I hope I have painted a pretty decent picture of myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And any of you who are familiar with youth ministry, you know that eating junk is just part of the sacrifice we dedicate youth workers make to reach the needs of the youth we serve.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, last summer I had gained back most of the weight I lost in 2003.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see in 2003 I hit the 300lb mark, and knew I had to do something about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I set a goal of competing in a triathlon and lost 70 lbs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was looking pretty good for an ugly, old guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But over the past 6 years I allowed the weight to creep back up on me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I knew I needed to do something because my weight had hit 270 again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It wasn’t until a comment that cut me to my core.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember so vividly a father of one my youth, on our summer mission trip calling me “Fat”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It hurt me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t show it on the outside, but it really hurt me on the inside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was a man who I respected and loved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How could he?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Later that night as I lay sweating in that hot Nassau church, it hit me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes we have to be slapped in the face and be cut to the bone to wake up and make a change.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So the day after we returned from that trip I started a new work out program.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t your typical 20-minute, get your heart rate up a little, workout.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a punch you in the face, kick your booty, make you cry for your mommy workout.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I realized that as much as it may hurt while doing it, and as difficult and challenging as it was to finish each hour-long session, that I wasn’t going to die, I began seeing a transformation take place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a physical and mental transformation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a transformation that was obvious to those around me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the feedback was so positive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a matter of fact, because of the example I set, several others began that 90 day, extreme workout program.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s a pretty awesome feeling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But imagine what would have happened, or should I say, not happen if I had not become motivated to make such a change in my life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How would my life continued to go down a dangerous path.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How about those who have stepped up to take on the challenge to see themselves changed?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who knows?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What about the negative example I was setting for those around me?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I know this much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not one minute of it was easy, but every minute of it was worth it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am a different person today because it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our walk with Christ is much the same way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being a true and authentic follower of Christ is not something to be taken lightly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No bed of roses to be found.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fact is that striving to transform ourselves to be the true people God created us to be is not supposed to be easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nothing worth having ever is. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yet, the impact on ourselves and even more so on those around us will astound you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to push through the adversity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to strive to overcome all the obstacles and change your mind-set to one of “I can”, instead of “there’s no way I could ever do that.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God gives us the strength to do it, if we will dig deeper and put forth the effort.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Listen to what I’m saying.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You exist for more than consuming oxygen and taking up space on this big rock circling the sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have a special purpose.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And in whatever form God reveals that to you, that purpose is simply to glorify God, be a light in the darkness, help set the example for the world around you, and worship our Creator with every fiber of your being with everything you do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, get up, get out, get moving, get motivated and push on through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That’s what our Savior did, and we can do the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6978153074298149010?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6978153074298149010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-22nd-2010-push-on-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6978153074298149010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6978153074298149010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-22nd-2010-push-on-through.html' title='January 22nd, 2010  &quot;Push On Through&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-1812745595137461003</id><published>2010-01-04T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:49:05.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, January 4th, 2010 "Have Your Heard?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Monday, January 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Title: Have You Heard?&lt;br /&gt;Text: Matthew 10:27 (NIV) &lt;i style=""&gt;What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, &lt;span style=""&gt;proclaim&lt;/span&gt; from the roofs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In 2009 my wife and I made the decision that we would start a new tradition with our children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have named this tradition the “Rite of Passage Trip”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The plan is that when each of our children reaches their 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade year of school, and they are doing what they should be doing in school, at home and in general as they continue to develop as quality young people, we will take them on a 4-day trip to New York City.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just the three of us together in the Big Apple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Spending some quality time in one of the most magnificent cities in the world.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So during TK’s 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade year, we boarded a plane and spent December 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;-29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; seeing the sights, experiencing the city and spending some amazing time with each other building memories that will last a lifetime.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a blast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We toured the city on one of the huge double-decker tour buses, we saw the Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero, Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, threw football in Central Park, ate pizza at Ray’s and of course we popped into the Toys R Us in Time Square.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The entire trip was magical and it was a wonderful gift for Kim and me to spend some personal time with our oldest right before he hits middle school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we all know what life become like once that occurs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;New York City is always a place that is filled with people, but never before have I ever seen it like this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, it was wall-to-wall people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would have paid big money to get a glimpse of what the sea of humanity must have looked like from above.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People shoving and pushing their way past each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Trying to keep up with their friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Attempting to navigate the hustle and bustle of the chaos.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was simply crazy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was one time when we were trying to get from Central Park to the subway station in Time Square that, as snaked our way through the pushing and pulling bodies, I began to think about something.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A question rang out so clearing in my mind and it consumed me so much so that from that moment on I didn’t even recall how I finally reached the other side and found my way into the subway station.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The question was a short and simple one. “Do they know?” Three small and seemingly insignificant words once put together made a truly significant inquiry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did the people around me know that they are special?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did they know that the creator of the universe also created them?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Did they know that no matter what they were going through, what they had done, where they had been, what mistakes they had made, or whatever garbage the world had fed them to the contrary, that God loves them? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That they are special and have a true purpose?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The sad fact is that while some of those people may have known those things, I rubbed shoulders and came within a fraction of an inch of people that had no clue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I passed by people who may never come into a life-changing relationship with God and never hear the good news of the life, death and resurrection of our savior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, to be fair to myself and my family, it may have been a bit difficult to bring our journey to a screeching halt while I grabbed some stranger as asked them about their faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the truth of the matter is that from day to day I find myself around people where I do have that opportunity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the bank, in the store, at the gym.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And yet I still don’t take advantage of those Godly appointments to allow God to speak through me and share with them the greatest love story every.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I selfish?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I too dense to realize? Am I so self-absorbed in my own life or am I just too lazy?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or am I scared?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whatever the excuse is, it just isn’t good enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am a Christ-Follower, and it is my mission, my call, my job, and it should be my passion to live a life that proclaims who God is, how God has changed my life and how God wants to do the same for all of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So watch out world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t be surprised if you see me perched high upon a roof somewhere singing the praises of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if you’re bold enough you can feel free to join me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll save a spot for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-1812745595137461003?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1812745595137461003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-january-4th-2010-have-your-heard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1812745595137461003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1812745595137461003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-january-4th-2010-have-your-heard.html' title='Monday, January 4th, 2010 &quot;Have Your Heard?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-4026846239046391981</id><published>2010-01-02T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:10:05.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami Devotional: Saturday, January 2nd, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tsunami Devotiona; by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, January 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title: Checking Any Bags?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Text: Matthew 11:28-29 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a name="en-NIV-23488"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="en-NIV-23489"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the past few years I have had the opportunity to do a ton of traveling around the world. It is always an experience to plan your trip, get to the airport, board the plane and see what adventure awaits you. Whether it is a trip with my family or while leading a group of youth, traveling is something that I have really come to enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During those years of trekking the from place to place I have certainly learned a few things. One, always pack a few snacks in your backpack. What can I say? I like to eat. Two, make sure you have all of the contact numbers and information for the place you are heading to. And Three, don't drag along any more luggage than you absolutely need. Of those 3 things, I would say the last nugget of traveler's wisdom would cause you the most pain. You will more than likely be able to find some food along your journey. As long as you have a the name of your final destination, you will more than likely be able to get to where you want to go, but if you are dragging too much baggage with you, you will definitely make your experience far more difficult that you would ever need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back in 2006 I took a group of high school youth on a 5 day trip from Winston-Salem, NC to New York City. The trip was to be a combination of service and fun, and one that would build some amazing memories for the entire group. When the group members showed up at the church to start the trip, each person had, not only a backpack, but at least 1 HUGE rolling suitcase. Watching my group navigate the Manhattan streets, the New York City subway system and the millions of pedestrians on the streets, was not nearly as entertaining as one may assume. Instead, the entire journey was filled with complaints, arguments and plenty of wailing and gnashing of teeth. Not because the journey was hard. But totally because each of us were dragging way too much baggage. Things we thought we couldn't live without or that we must have to make the trip better, quickly became things that we should have left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our journey as Christ-followers is much the same way. As we make our way on the adventures and travels that lye before us, we tend to accumulate and collect more and more stuff. Most of these things are items that we should let go of, dump and eliminate from our lives. Many of these things have been hurts and harms that we have allowed ourselves to drag along with us, weigh us down and make the road God has us traveling on far too hard to enjoy. And when we drag too much junk with us on that journey, the only person to blame is ourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, how much baggage are you carrying? What are the hurts and wrongs that you are toting with you as you take step after step on your path? What are the things that you need to forgive, forget and leave behind to truly enable you to be the person and fully live the life God has blessed you with? What are the things that are causing you to fall short of reaching your potential? It may not be easy to do. Sometimes those hurts are so deep and the thought of forgiving someone who has hurt you so badly is something that we just feel we can't do. But know that this is what God calls us to do. And it is something that God will help us do. Instead of living the way the world does, dragging huge pieces of baggage of unforgiveness with them through life, drop those bags at the feet of Christ and then step boldly, confidently and happily into the journey God gives you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;List  the baggage you know you are carrying with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How  has carrying those bags caused your life/journey to be harder than  it should have been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What  can you do to drop those bags?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;God, help me understand that carrying all of the baggage that I have accumulated during my journey is not what you want from me. Help me rely on you and your strength to drop those bags, leave those burdens behind and fully live the life that I can live in you. Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2012804237223672174-4026846239046391981?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4026846239046391981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/01/tsunami-devotional-saturday-january-2nd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4026846239046391981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4026846239046391981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2010/01/tsunami-devotional-saturday-january-2nd.html' title='Tsunami Devotional: Saturday, January 2nd, 2010'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-3985172570439111284</id><published>2009-11-02T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:52:57.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, November 1st, 2009 "Live It Up!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Monday, November 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Live It Up!&lt;br /&gt;Text: John 10:10 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The thief comes only to steal &amp;amp; kill &amp;amp; destroy; I have come that they may have life, &amp;amp; have it to the full.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know about you, but it seems like from time to time when I meet someone new and they find out that I am a Christian they tend to become a bit more reserved and careful about what they say and how they act.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I usually try to make sure that they understand that I’m just a regular guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That being a Christ-Follower doesn’t mean that I don’t laugh and cut up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It doesn’t mean that I don’t get a bit wild and crazy from time to time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It doesn’t mean that I sit around all day singing “Kumbaya” and reciting ancient prayers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But nevertheless, it usually takes that person a few times of interacting with me to finally make the connection that being Christian doesn’t mean being boring.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about the example set for us by Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you seriously thinking that Jesus, who lived with a group of 12 guys for 3 years, didn’t experience some times of getting a bit wild?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you, without a shadow of a doubt, tell me that Jesus didn’t like to have a good time and live life out loud?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, his very first miracle was done at a wedding party.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, what does all of this mean for you and me?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It doesn’t mean we should start attending every party we can find and then chalking it up to “Being like Jesus”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m just trying to say that we have been given a very special opportunity to experience the blessings of a life with Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And hear me when I say this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A life in Christ will take us on adventures that we never thought possible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we should be passionate about this life and allow our love of our creator to overflow out of us and watch the joy associated with that life flow from us to everyone we encounter each day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We tend to have no problem getting wild and crazy about our favorite ball team, celebrity or possession.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, when it comes to living all out for God, we usually back it down a few notches and say that we don’t want to be too loud about it because we may turn someone off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s a little crazy if you ask me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jesus tells us in the Gospel of John that he came so that we may have a full and amazing life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That certainly means that those of us who put our faith and trust in Christ as our personal Lord and Savior will receive an everlasting life in paradise with Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I can’t help but also believe that it means the lives we have here on this earth should passionately express our love of God in a way that in contagious and draws the least, the last and the lost closer to us and eventually into the life-changing, unconditionally loving relationship with God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sure, there is a time to be serious and reverent and muted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there is also a time to experience all that this amazing life in Christ has to offer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have been given the priceless gift of Grace, and all I know is if that gift is as special as we truly think it is, it should be displayed for all to see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So join me in living it up!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How passionately do you live your life for Christ?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Are others attracted by the passionate way you live as a Christ-Follower?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;In what ways has your “Living it Up” reached others for God?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;In what ways could you more passionately live your life for Christ?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I praise your name and I thank you for this amazing life you have given me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life may not always be smooth or comfortable, but I do know that a life following you is something that should be celebrated, embraced and lived to the fullest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that you will stir in me a desire to live in such a way that others who are seeking something more authentic and loving out of life will dive into a relationship with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A relationship that will change them for all eternity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love you God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-3985172570439111284?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3985172570439111284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-november-1st-2009-live-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3985172570439111284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3985172570439111284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-november-1st-2009-live-it-up.html' title='Monday, November 1st, 2009 &quot;Live It Up!&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-1932417219176322028</id><published>2009-10-05T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T07:29:48.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, October 5th, 2009 "Overcoming the Wilderness"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Monday, October 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Title: Overcoming the Wilderness&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Text: Isaiah 35:3-4 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Strengthen the feeble hands, steady the knees that give way;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; say to those with fearful hearts, "Be strong, do not fear; your God will come, he will come with vengeance; with divine retribution he will come to save you." &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Have you ever been for a hike in the woods?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not talking about a little jaunt through the trees in the local park, but an actually journey through the woods?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know, one of those stepping over the downed trees, push through the briars, find the easiest way to cross the stream type journeys in the wilderness?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were times when I was in the Army and my reconnaissance platoon would be out training and we would find ourselves smack in the middle of the woods trying to get out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes our stay in the woods would be relatively easy to get out of.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other times the circumstances were quite unbearable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The obstacles seemed too great and we would sometimes even question if we’d be able to overcome what was lying in front of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would have to push on no matter what the climate was like.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could be snowing so heavily that each step seemed as if we were sloshing through quick sand and we couldn’t even see our hands before our faces.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other times the heat was so great you felt as if you were about to pass out at any moment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through the light of day and the darkest of nights, it was not a fun place to be in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;We did have some things that would lend us a helping hand and give us the added bonus we needed to overcome the obstacles and make it out of these experiences.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We constantly trained.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We trained to make our bodies physically stronger so that when we faced the physically demanding environments, we could push through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We intellectually trained our minds to become proficient with such things as using the compass, reading the maps and navigating by using the stars so that when we needed to reply on things other than our physical strength we would know what to do and how to do it effectively.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And would also rely on the people around us to be physically and emotionally ready to help us take each step and overcome the wilderness we were trying to escape from.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you know what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It worked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every time, it worked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;There are so many times that each of us find ourselves in the deep, dark, dangerous and scary wilderness of this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not talking about being physically lost in the Appalachian Mountains.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m referring to the situations of daily life and dealing with the obstacles and stresses this world throws at each of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are times when you feel as if the circumstances of your life may be choking you out, suffocating you, pulling you deeper and deeper away from the safety and security of the light and into the black hole of despair, depression and disillusionment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is so easy to allow the downers of our lives to defeat us and define our entire existence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The world finds great pleasure in watching us fold up, give up and turn away from one who truly loves us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This attack on us is no different than what Jesus went through.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He too experienced the dark nights of the soul and had to deal with the voice of the world echoing in his head to give up and give in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But He never did.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead Jesus kept His eyes on and His trust in God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;That should be our same response when we find ourselves in the hard situations we will encounter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Notice I didn’t say “May” encounter?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe you haven’t found yourself there, but understand that you will.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This world will throw it all at you, and we must prepare ourselves now for how we will respond when it does.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We prepare ourselves through the relationships we build with other Christ-Followers, through the times we spend emotionally and mentally preparing ourselves through spending time in The Word of God and through settings we find in fellowship such as small groups and other environments that help us grow in our understanding of who God is and what we are called to do as God’s ambassadors in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when it seems too hard to overcome.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;So when you feel the world collapsing around you, the overwhelming and suffocating feeling like a huge wet blanket is being pressed upon your face and you start to lose all sense on where to turn, take a second, slow down, call out for the one that has never left your side and will enable you to recall what you know is the Truth and how you can and will overcome the wilderness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seek.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Prepare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Use.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Overcome!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Moments with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Have you ever felt lost in the wilderness?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What happened?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;What was the outcome?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;How did you prevail?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;What did you use to make it out of the wilderness?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What people were there to help you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Have you ever helped others out of the wilderness?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;How did God use you in those situations?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;In what other ways can God use you to help others in the      wilderness they are currently in?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;God, I know that it is easy to trust in you and stay focused on you when life is wonder and situations are not difficult.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I know that those are not always the circumstances we find ourselves in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life is hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will face adversity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to prepare myself now to withstand the wilderness situations I am sure to encounter throughout my lifetime.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to build the habit of staying focused on you and all fully rely and trust on your presence in my life and in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And through this to make myself available to be your presence for those around me who will walk or are currently walking in the wilderness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-1932417219176322028?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1932417219176322028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-october-5th-2009-overcoming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1932417219176322028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1932417219176322028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/10/monday-october-5th-2009-overcoming.html' title='Monday, October 5th, 2009 &quot;Overcoming the Wilderness&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-7883776991857212404</id><published>2009-09-16T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T07:32:25.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, September 16th, 2009 "How He Loves Us"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; Wednesday, September 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Title: How He Loves Us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Text: Romans 8:35-39 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt;Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28138"&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt;As it is written: "For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered."&lt;sup value="" href="http://www.blogger.com/%22#fen-NIV-28138a%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;a]"&gt; 37&lt;/sup&gt;No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28140"&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt;For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,&lt;sup value="" href="http://www.blogger.com/%22#fen-NIV-28140b%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;b]"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28141"&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt;neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;When my oldest son Tyler was just a little guy he was totally into the movie “Toy Story”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He would sit and watch it for hours upon hours and even got to the point that he pretty much knew every line of the animated Disney flick.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess he gets it honest since his mommy could do the same thing with the movie “Dirty Dancing”, but that’s a story for another devotional.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, Tyler really enjoyed all of the characters in the movie but one certainly stood out above the rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sheriff Woody was cool and all of the supporting characters were fun as well, but the one that seemed to captivate Tyler’s attention was “Buzz Lightyear – Space Ranger”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Buzz was awesome, and he thought he could fly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had wings that would expand out of the sides of his jet pack and Buzz even had a cool little red laser light that would shine and make a sci-fi type noise once the button was pushed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Simply said, Buzz Lightyear was the man. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Buzz also had a phrase he would say before he would jet off to his next adventure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Come on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I bet you know what it is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All together now. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“To Infinity, And Beyond!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, Tyler would often recite that same phrase before he would leave the room, head to bed, leave the house and so on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was quite funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Well one time while I was heading out the door to make my way out of town for a youth speaking gig, I knelt down on the floor to give my little man a hug and kiss goodbye.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I told Tyler that I loved him so much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He responded with an “I love you more.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I fired back with, “I love you the most.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To which he quickly returned fire with fatal blow of “I love you to infinity and beyond!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I heart skipped a beat and I was breathless for a moment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had no slick return for his statement of adoration for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All I could do was wrap my arms around him, give him a huge squeeze and say “Thank you so much.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He smiled and ran off, and I made my way out the door.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Over the years I have replayed that encounter in my mind a billion times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a humbling moment to witness the sincerity in the eyes of my child as he shared that message of unconditional love with me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we see in today’s word that our Creator loves us far more than even that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The text says that nothing can separate us from the love that passionately flows from the presence of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter where we go, what we do, how fast we run, how well we hide, how strong we may feel we are or even how unworthy we may consider ourselves, none of that will diminish the level of love that God shows us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Love is not something that God does.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead it is something that God is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Love is God and God is Love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is God’s very nature.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Our world does its best to poke and prod and point out every little imperfection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The old saying of “Misery Loves Company” has never been more prevalent as it is today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I remind you that God loves you to infinity and beyond.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God’s love for you will never go away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God’s love for you will remain through every storm and every circumstance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope that today you will embrace this, take it to heart and draw strength and joy from the fact that the same one who hung the moon and the stars, who makes the sun rise and fall and who put the waves in motion is passionately, madly and ridiculous in love with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Moments with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;God, as I spend this time with you, I am humbled that I have the open invitation to reach out and speak intimately with the creator of the universe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I marvel at your craftsmanship that is on display all around me, and then to think that you still know who I am, that your love for me is so deep that you hurt when I hurt and you celebrate when I celebrate makes me truly understand that your love is active in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thank you for that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to find peace in that understanding when the world tries so hard to beat me down and take my focus off of you and your guidance on my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also pray that I will be a true display of that Godly love to a world in need of your comfort, forgiveness and grace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-7883776991857212404?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7883776991857212404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-september-16th-2009-how-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7883776991857212404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7883776991857212404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-september-16th-2009-how-he.html' title='Wednesday, September 16th, 2009 &quot;How He Loves Us&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-1926810758163509591</id><published>2009-09-09T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:39:01.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, September 9th, 2009 "A Helping Hand"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Wednesday, September 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Title: A Helping Hand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Text: Ecclesiastes 4:10 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;If one falls down, his friend can help him up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Back in the day, which is cool talk for “When I was a teenager”, there was a commercial on television that was quite funny.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure it was suppose to be funny.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a matter of fact I would bet that when the producers were making the 60-second spot, they never imagined it would cause such laughter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But anyway, it was a commercial for one of those “Medic Alert” companies that provided older adults with a device they could wear around their neck allowing them to push a button that would signal the proper authorities in case they were involved in an emergency in their home with no one around to assist them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the commercial an elderly, grandmother figure was shown sprawled out of the floor making every attempt to crawl toward a piece of furniture so that she could hopefully pick herself up off the floor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As she made her effort she uttered those now infamous words that have been forever etched in the history commercials.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I’ve fallen, and I can’t get up!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From the moment I saw that commercial and heard those words for the first time, every time I see someone fall down I think about that older women and say those words to myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a sickness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;However, in today’s text we see something not quite as humorous.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It talks about those around us who are in need of a compassionate and caring hand to help them back to their feet when they take a tumble over one of life’s many obstacles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The verse speaks of those who have been pushed to the fringe of our society, shoved to the outside, driven to the place where they are out of sight and therefore often out of mind, and because of that don’t have the hand of a friend to aid them in the often daunting task of gathering themselves, finding comfort and then the confidence to begin to walk on life’s path again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Our world has become increasingly more self-centered and absorbed with what is taking place in our own lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The old phrase “What have you done for me lately?” has never been more at the center&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of our thought process.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But my question to you today is “What have you done for others lately?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you consciously opened your eyes to the needs around you as you travel of your path?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you noticed those lying helplessly by as the world streaks by with the hustle and bustle of the day to day?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you reached out a hand of compassion, caring and Christ to a friend in need?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A friend in need of physical, spiritual and emotional help?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you allowed the bright light of your Savior to bring comfort to those seeking and needing help?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please remember that part of our mission as servants of God in this world is to be the helping hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It starts with seeing the need, then extending the hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When you do so, you’ll be amazed at how God will use you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What can you do to begin to notice those around you who have fallen?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Have you noticed the fallen around you but not acted to help them?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Can you name times in your life when you have helped those needing a helping hand?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What were the circumstances?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why did you help them and maybe not others?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What can you now do to help all in need that you encounter in your life?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;God, I pray that you will stir my heart and give me a passion to seek out and meet the needs of around me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remove the world view from my eyes and give me the ability to see the world and the needs of that world the way you do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Give me the compassionate heart and confident spirit to do all you are calling me to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And by doing so make an eternal impact on the world I live in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-1926810758163509591?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1926810758163509591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-september-9th-2009-helping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1926810758163509591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1926810758163509591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-september-9th-2009-helping.html' title='Wednesday, September 9th, 2009 &quot;A Helping Hand&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6136057313302083852</id><published>2009-09-02T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:36:13.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, September 2nd, 2009 "Follow the Leader"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Wednesday, September 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Follow the Leader&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Philippians 3:16-17 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Join with others in following my example, brothers, and take note of those who live according to the pattern we gave you. &lt;sup&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;For, as I have often told you before and now say again even with tears, many live as enemies of the cross of Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can remember as a young child running around like a crazy person through the neighborhood with my friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seemed like we could turn anything into a game or competition of some type.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would get in the front yard and play some smash-mouth, step on your buddy’s back, knock you into next week football.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With no pads on, I might add.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We played so much baseball in my backyard that we wore base paths in the shape of a diamond and even busted out a few windows because of the homeruns we’d blast over the chain link fence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I can remember like it was yesterday riding through the neighbor on our bicycles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would ride from sun up to sun down and beyond.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would ride to the local 7-11 (Oh! Thank Heaven) and pick up a Super Big Gulp, which seemed like at least of gallon of carbonated goodness, and a foot-long, chocolate Charleston Chew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Umm, umm good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, back to the story.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One of our favorite things to do was to play “Follow the Leader” on the bikes, and nothing was off-limits.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was always interesting and sometimes dangerous to see what obstacles you’d encounter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would ride through creeks, down trails covered with thorn-laced vines, down the steps of the local junior high school and many other things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And, if you were able to come through with nothing more than some scrapes and scratches, you had something to truly talk about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Follow the Leader was a blast, but it was something that as the “Leader” was taken seriously simply because you knew the people following your every move and doing everything you did were counting on you to not only lead them, but show them how to accomplish the task at hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t about loosing the people behind you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was all about taking them on an adventure and showing them how to finish despite all of the ups and downs along the path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As Christ-Followers we are called to a similar thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It may not be about jumping creeks and streaking down dark trails, but it is about embracing the call of an authentic Christian to lead others on the adventure known as “Following God.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And don’t full yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are people walking behind you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are watching you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are trusting in you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are counting on you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are you doing about that?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What type of leader are you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you the type of leader that is striving to ensure those following your example will learn how to overcome everything this world throws at them?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or are you more interested in leaving in your wake the shattered, beaten and defeated souls that will be devoured by a world that cheers loudly when they fail on their walk with the Savior?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And don’t fool yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are being watched.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are setting an example.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are a leader.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The question is are you leading others toward the life-changing love of Christ or toward the darkness of the world?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only you can answer that question.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 39pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What type of leader do you think you’ve been?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 39pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How has that example affected those following you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 39pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Are you more interested in leading others towards or away from a deeper and more fulfilling relationship with Christ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 39pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What can take place in your life to better lead others toward Christ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 39pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Who has been the leader or example you have been following?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What qualities do they posses that has helped you on your adventure?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;God, help me to realize that this type of “Follow the Leader” is not a game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is life-changing, both for now and eternity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thank you for the amazing examples of authentic Christ-Followers you have placed in my path.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray for your strength to continue seeking and following those examples as I strive to be a shining example for those following me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I know that if I stay focused on you, I will not fail in being the leader you desire me to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6136057313302083852?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6136057313302083852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-september-2nd-2009-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6136057313302083852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6136057313302083852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-september-2nd-2009-follow.html' title='Wednesday, September 2nd, 2009 &quot;Follow the Leader&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-5574735837702004315</id><published>2009-07-27T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:57:48.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, July 27th, 2009 "Much Required"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Monday, July 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Much Required&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Luke 12:48 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This summer has been one of many adventures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In 3 short months I have been blessed to have found myself driving the roads of Costa Rica with amazing rain forests and smoking volcanoes, sipping coffee on the porch of a beach house watching the waves roll in and the sun rise at Myrtle Beach, and swimming in the crystal blue waters of the Bahamas while stingrays joined us for a few surreal moments of interaction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has been a one of a kind summer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as awesome as those trips have been, 2 of the 3 of them I also found myself face-to-face with least, the last and the lost.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the midst of paradise I found people living is such poverty and conditions that I had never thought possible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In all my years of ministry I thought I had experienced it all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet God showed me that I certainly had not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am haunted by the image of a small Costa Rican girl wearing a white dress running, giggling, dancing and playing, while her jet black hair floated in the breeze.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She lived in a shack and had no clue where here next meal would come from.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How about Mr. Aderly from the &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Kemp Road&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; neighborhood of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nassau&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, The Bahamas?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is an 83 year old former sugar cane harvester and construction worker who lives in a house built entirely of scrap pieces of wood that he found on the side of the streets.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He may only live a few short miles from the luxury and pampering of the Atlantis Resort and cruise ships, but it feels like a million miles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are just a few of the mental pictures that run over and over in my head.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Through all of this, one question has continued to beg from me an answer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How did I get so lucky?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever thought that?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever wondered why you ended up where you are, with the family you have, live in the country that you do?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What took place for us to have had the amazing fortune of having a real roof over our heads, so much food on our plates that we feel little guilt if any when we throw our leftovers in the trash, or stand gazing into our closets pondering which pair of shoes to wear today?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, sure we may have some really tough times in our lives, but we still have been given so much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what are we doing with the blessings we have been given?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we more concerned with filling up our storehouses on this earth than using our resources, both financial and the strength of our bodies and minds to reach and meet the needs of the least, the last and the lost?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we are the true, authentic and radical Christ-followers that we confess we are then we must also understand that one day we will stand before our Creator and answer for not only what we have done, but also for what we have not done.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Today’s scripture speaks of the fact that those who have been blessed or entrusted with much should fully understand that those blessing are not solely meant for our own use, but are also required to be used to help the Mr. Aderlys of this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not saying that we must jump on a plane and fly to an exotic country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are people all around us in need.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In need of a meal, in need of the safety and comfort of a home, and mostly in need of the life-changing love of Jesus Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you willing to do something about it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Make a list of how you have      been blessed. (Much is given)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What are you doing with it?      (Much is demanded)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What else can you do to meet      the needs of the least, last and lost?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, I thank you for all I have been given in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please continue to reveal to me all of the blessings I truly have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don’t have a clue why I ended up at this place in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m not sure why I was blessed with the family and life you have given me, but God I do know that I have been given much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I also understand that because I have been blessed with so much that I am required to do amazing, life-changing and Christ-like things with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please open my eyes and my heart to the needs of people in this world and give me the courage to help meet those needs in any way I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-5574735837702004315?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5574735837702004315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-july-27th-2009-much-required.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5574735837702004315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5574735837702004315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-july-27th-2009-much-required.html' title='Monday, July 27th, 2009 &quot;Much Required&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-4752782814886914853</id><published>2009-07-08T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:42:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 "Don't Get Punk'd"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Wednesday, July 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Don’t Get Punk’d&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Mark 13:5-6 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;Jesus said to them: "Watch out that no one deceives you. &lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;Many will come in my name, claiming, 'I am he,' and will deceive many.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A few years ago there was a television show that swept pop culture and seemed to be on everyone’s Watch List.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The host was none other than megastar Ashton Kutcher and the popular television show was MTV’s “Punk’d”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The entire premise of the show was to trick people into thinking they were either in trouble or had done something illegal or some other thing that would basically cause the poor sap that was being punked to come just seconds away from having a panic attack, thinking they were really in trouble.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But each time, just as the subject of the prank was about to begin crying like a baby, Ashton Kutcher would jump out and reveal the fact that the person had just been “PUNK’D!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They would all hug, laugh it off and finally the punked person would look into the camera and utter those infamous words, “I’m (Fill in the Blank) and I just got punked.” All the while the deceptive caste of funny people would mock them from the background.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can remember thinking to myself that I just could believe how easily the people were deceived.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thought that it had to be set up, the person must have been really simple-minded and that I would never be tricked by something like that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or would I?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seems that every time I turn around someone else is being sucked into to something that they should have just known better to have gotten involved in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything from throwing money at some Get Rich Quick business opportunity to how to drop 20lbs in 2-weeks by just sitting on your couch for only $39.99.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It just seems that human nature tends to make us easy targets by those who are slick enough pull us into their trap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The same fate could happen to each of us who call ourselves “Christians” if we are not careful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not talking about getting punked by Ashton Kutcher or becoming the victim of some crazy TV show.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, I am speaking of putting our faith in something or someone other than Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we see in today’s text from Mark 13, Jesus warns us to keep our eyes open and our minds sharp and not become the next victim of the “Deceiver”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our world is full of those who announce that they come in the name of Jesus and are only interested in doing the work of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But many use that as a disguise to draw us in and away from the true purpose that God has for each of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And before we know, we have been punked and are no longer walking in the Light of Jesus Christ, but instead we stride step for step with those of the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But fear not!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those who seek to deceive us and pull Christ Followers away from the safety, security and impactful life that is found is Christ will have no luck in punking those who stay connected to the truth found in God grace, the fellowship of others who find their way by walking in the brilliant Light of Christ and understand that the only real life is that life found in the presence of our God who is passionately in love with each of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So keep your eyes open and your mind sharp.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is someone other than Ashton Kutcher who is out to get you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just don’t get punked!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have you ever been punked?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have you ever punked someone      else?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can you keep from being      deceived in your walk with Jesus?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can you help other keep      from being deceived in their walk with Jesus?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, As I walk through a world that thrives on instant gratification, get rich quick schemes, fast food and promises of faster fixes, please fill me with your spirit and strength to stay connected to you and away from the schemes of those who may deceive me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reveal to me those who are not walking in your way, truth and life and help me to turn away from them and turn towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-4752782814886914853?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4752782814886914853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-july-8th-2009-dont-get-punkd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4752782814886914853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4752782814886914853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-july-8th-2009-dont-get-punkd.html' title='Wednesday, July 8th, 2009 &quot;Don&apos;t Get Punk&apos;d&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-896096982612756738</id><published>2009-07-06T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:42:47.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, July 6th, 2009  "Guard Duty"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Monday, July 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Guard Duty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Mark 13:32-37 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;sup&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;"No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. &lt;sup&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;Be on guard! Be alert! You do not know when that time will come. &lt;sup&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;It's like a man going away: He leaves his house and puts his servants in charge, each with his assigned task, and tells the one at the door to keep watch. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;sup&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt;"Therefore keep watch because you do not know when the owner of the house will come back—whether in the evening, or at midnight, or when the rooster crows, or at dawn. &lt;sup&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt;If he comes suddenly, do not let him find you sleeping. &lt;sup&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt;What I say to you, I say to everyone: 'Watch!' "&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I was 19 years old I had the amazing experience of spending 17 weeks in the US Army Basic Training and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Reconnaissance&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These weeks often felt like years as we would wake up at 4AM and often not lay our heads on our pillows until around midnight.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Back in the day the Army had a commercial that boasted that they did more by 9AM than most people did all day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take it from me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is not a false statement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They just fail to mention that they wake up 4 hours before most normal people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, one of the hoops that we had to jump through during those ridiculously cold months at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Fort Knox&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Kentucky&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was pulling guard duty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow, I actually just got goose pumps just thinking about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Guard duty consisted of one lone soldier, bundled up in like 30 layers of clothing, gloves and the ugliest toboggan one could ever put on their head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the Drill Sergeant would drop us off at a location where tanks and other military vehicles were parked.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our job was the walk around for 2 hours and make sure no one jumped a fence and stole one of the tanks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Right! Like some hooligan is roaming around an Army base, in the middle of the night, in the winter when the temperature is below 0 and decide to jump a fence, break into a tank and take it for a joy ride.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But nonetheless, that was part of our training and certainly something we had to take serious enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, who wants to be known as the guy who allowed someone to steal a tank?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I remember thinking to myself that I needed to do my best to not only stay awake but to make sure that no one got by me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was told to keep watch and that was what I was going to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because who knew when I would be asked to do it for real?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, that is exactly what all of us who call ourselves “Christ Followers” have been told to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe we haven’t been asked to stand guard and watch for someone who may want to steal an Army tank, but instead Jesus gives us our orders through the text found in Mark 13.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are to keep our eyes open and our hearts prepared for the return of our savior.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who knows when this will happen?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The answer is that only God knows of hour of this return.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not Jesus, not your pastor, not the President of the Unites States.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only our Creator knows.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I’ll tell you this much, I want to be prepared and ready to watch my savior return in all of his glory. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And as much as this world would like to distract us from our orders to keep watch, just know that Jesus will be back for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On a day and at a time when most would least expect it, Jesus will return. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So will you join me in standing guard duty and keeping watch for the return of Jesus?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you stand with me and prepare ourselves for the day our King returns to take his people on to paradise?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you walk with me, keeping our eyes fixed on the sky eagerly anticipating the moment we see Christ break through the clouds ready to embrace those who have called on his name?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All we have to do is prepare our hearts and minds with the things of God, stay awake, alert and watch.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we don’t even have to wear a funny hat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What can we do to prepare      ourselves for the return of our King?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What distractions should we      avoid?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can we help others be      prepared for the return of Jesus?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, I thank you for the promise of the return of my savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I pray for your guidance and strength to help challenge and prepare me for the day Jesus comes back for his people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please use me to help spread the word and help others be prepared as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Help me avoid the worldly distractions that would draw my attention away from keeping watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-896096982612756738?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/896096982612756738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-july-6th-2009-guard-duty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/896096982612756738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/896096982612756738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/monday-july-6th-2009-guard-duty.html' title='Monday, July 6th, 2009  &quot;Guard Duty&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6246873886198246535</id><published>2009-07-01T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:27:10.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, July 1st, 2009 "Play That Funky Music"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; Wednesday, July 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Play That Funky Music&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Psalm 98:4 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well it is official.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am finally learning to play the guitar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I figured I would go ahead and make my official announcement so that all of you can help hold me accountable as I try to accomplish something that I have been trying to master for many years now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, what kind of youth pastor doesn’t know how to play the guitar?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is just one of those assumed talents that many people think about once they find out that a person works with youth for a living.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plus, I have always wanted to lead a small group in a fireside rendition of “Kumbaya”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last week I was at the beach with some of my youth for our annual beach retreat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was challenged by one of my amazing youth to bring my guitar with me and that she, along with several other highly talented individuals, would assist me as I took my first few baby steps on the road toward becoming a true guitar player.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I have never dreamt of being an Eddie Van Halen or Slash from Guns &amp;amp; Roses (If you are asking yourself who those guys are, please be kind enough not to ask me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember, I’m just a feeble, old youth guy.) but I would like to be able to step in a lead music when necessary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, each morning as we’d roll out of our beds, mine was an ever-deflating air mattress, a group of us would make our way to the back porch of our ocean-front house perched nicely overlooking the ocean in North Myrtle Beach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We would all sit back, drink coffee and the others would patiently teach me how to play some of the chords.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These people certainly earned a few extra jewels in their heavenly crowns.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Slowly I was able to con my brain into forcing my fingers to twist into the yoga-like positions it took to play the chords I was attempting to learn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that it was ugly and often painful for those sitting on the porch with us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I know it was agonizing or the poor, elderly lady who was always on the porch of the house beside us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know this because the look of pain on her face was a true giveaway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Even though the music was rough, the people who were taking the time to teach me were always very kind and patient with me, and once one of them simply looked at me with pity in their eyes and said, &lt;i style=""&gt;“You’re doing great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just keep working hard and you’ll soon be making music.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Those words have rang through my head over and over again since that moment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And everyday as I reach over and pick up my guitar I just keep telling myself those very same words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Steve, just keep working hard and you will soon be making music.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Don’t those same words apply to other areas of our lives?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sure think they do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think about the work that we all have the opportunity to take on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything from our daily chores to, the school work of my students, to the full-time jobs we tackle for a living, to all the other things we are committed to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we really working hard, giving our best, and pushing through the adversity until we finally hear something quite special.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Music!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The joyful noise that our lives can make as an offering toward God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can just picture God looking down at us and encouraging us with those same kind words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“You’re doing great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just keep working hard and you’ll soon be making music.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So join me on my quest to not only master the guitar, but strum the strings of our lives and accomplish something very special.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While doing so we can all join in the music of the deserved celebration of the wonderful, grace-filled God that loves us more than we could ever imagine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who said you can’t teach an old dog, new tricks?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now if you will pardon me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I need to get back to practice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kumbaya isn’t going to play itself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What kind of music are you      making with your life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Does the music your life makes      shout for joy to the Lord?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can the music you are      making with your life encourage others to keep working hard to make their      own music for God?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, beautiful music is the least I can do to show my adoration and love of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have blessed me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will strive to keep working hard to play even more beautiful music for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I pray that through this not only will you be honored and glorified but others will join me in this journey to shout for joy to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-6246873886198246535?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6246873886198246535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-july-1st-2009-play-that-funky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6246873886198246535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6246873886198246535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-july-1st-2009-play-that-funky.html' title='Wednesday, July 1st, 2009 &quot;Play That Funky Music&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-7612480607286558783</id><published>2009-06-17T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:05:32.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, June 17th, 2009 "Hello.  My Name is Carson"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Wednesday, June 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Hello. My Name is Carson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: 2 Peter 1:7-8 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love. &lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know that I may be a bit biased but I really do believe I have the most amazing children in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are funny and fun to be around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure they are sometimes a little rambunctious but they are kids.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I would be worried if they weren’t a handful from time to time, but the bottom line is that they are awesome and usually end up teaching me a lot more than I give them credit for. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I just sit back and watch them and see how they handle themselves. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Today, as we soaked up the sun on the beach I sat by and spied on one of my children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Carson&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is our 5-year old, middle child who is all boy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is wide-open and is like a car with the accelerator slammed to the floor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He loves sports and is quite a competitive little guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, today he was playing a new beach game we bought.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is called “Lasso Golf” and it is a fun little game that gives the kids something else to do on the beach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As he was playing by himself I noticed that he realized another little girl and boy, probably brother and sister, seated nearby peaking around their beach chairs watching him play his game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now here is the part that made me proud.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of becoming self-conscious and ignoring the other kids, he turned and walked right over to them and said, “Hello. My name is &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Carson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before I knew it &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Carson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; had invited the new children out from under the shade of their beach umbrella and into his game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They played for about an hour, all the while laughing and clapping and encouraging each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had a great time and thoroughly enjoyed their time under the hot summer sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All this was possible due to the kindness of my little guy Carson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Later in the afternoon the images of the 3 young children, who had never seen each other before and quite possibly will never see each other again, kept running through my head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could see their smiling faces, hear their laughter and feel the since of kindness and inclusion that filled the air.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I had to ask myself how I would have responded in such a situation?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would I have taken the easy way out and turned away from them, or would I have extended the hand of kindness and friendship and invited them to be a part of something special?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that is exactly what God would want all of us to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I’m not just talking inviting people to be a part of some silly game we may play, but instead to embrace a spirit of kindness and take the initiative to invite and include those who are standing by and sneaking a peak at the lives we are living as Lovers of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The same goes for our churches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I think it is important for us to know that what we posses as Christians is the most powerful, amazing and life-changing thing in the universe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A relationship with Jesus will fill the void in an empty heart, heal a broken soul and take those who accept that relationship on an adventure greater than Walt Disney could have dreamt up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if we don’t allow a spirit of love, humility and kindness to attract the bystanders, we will never have the chance to invite them to join us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, next time you are face to face with the opportunity to include others, remember the example of my son Carson and remember those very important words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Hello. My name is &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Carson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wait, you may want to plug your name in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unless your name is &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Carson&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do you consider yourself a      “Kind” person?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How willing are you to reach out and include others, even those you may not know, to be a part of something you’re doing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can a willingness to      present a spirit of kindness impact your life as a servant of Christ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What can you do to be more      kind?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can God use that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, I thank you for those in my life who have been kind to me and been willing to invite me and include me in the amazing lives they were living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I pray that I will have that same spirit and that the life I live in you will be one that attracts others toward the same extraordinary life you can give them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-7612480607286558783?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7612480607286558783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-june-17th-2009-hello-my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7612480607286558783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7612480607286558783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-june-17th-2009-hello-my-name.html' title='Wednesday, June 17th, 2009 &quot;Hello.  My Name is Carson&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6436079538313623788</id><published>2009-06-15T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:52:08.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, June 15th, 2009  "A Day on the Beach"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; Monday, June 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: A Day on the Beach&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Psalm 139:17-18 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How vast is the sum of them! &lt;sup&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here I am on Day 3 of my week-long family vacation to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;North Myrtle Beach&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;SC&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and we are having a great time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With the exception of a few afternoon thunderstorms and some brilliant lighting shows, we have had absolutely amazing weather.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has been nice and hot with the temperature in the low 90s and refreshing sea breeze.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Perfect beach weather for June in the south.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I sat on the beach this afternoon, lounged back in my chair, reading a book that I have been trying to finish for a few months, watching TK and Carson ride their boogie boards through the surf, Avery collecting seashells for grandma, and comfortably seated beside my wife, I was struck with something.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A revelation if you will.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, this is the certainly not the first time I had ever realized this, but for some reason it was almost as if God whispered in my ear, &lt;i style=""&gt;“Steve, do you realize how blessed you are?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think it is so cool that those who call themselves “Christian” have such an intimate relationship with the Famous One that every once in a while God actually leans down and gives us a nudge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I continued to sit in that setting, surrounded by those I cherish more than anything else in the world, I began to compile my list of blessings in my head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a beautiful and supportive wife that is the best mom in the world and she just happens to be my best friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have amazing children who laugh with me and play with me and at least for now don’t think that I’m a total dork. I have the best job in the world in which I get to be a part of the lives of extraordinary young people as they search and stretch and grow in their own relationships with God, and then step into a world that they will certainly impact for the Kingdom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a great house, serve an amazing church, have friends that love me and support me and besides the fact I could stand to drop a few pounds, I’m a pretty healthy guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life is good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that sounds so cliché, but it is true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a great life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, all of those blessings that I have had throughout my life, have today and will have in the future would be worthless without the unconditional love and amazing grace of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, as silly and common as it may sound, my life is not just good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is amazing, and all praise, glory and thanks for the blessings I have must be given God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So I guess when it comes down to it, today was more than just a day on the beach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, it was a priceless day with my wife, my children and my God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just doesn’t get any better than that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wonder what Day 4 of this vacation will bring.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Miniature Golf!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Take a few minutes and write a      list of your blessings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No      rush.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take your time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When it is on paper does it      appear that you’re more blessed than you may have thought?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How does your relationship with      God take those blessings to another level?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What would your life be like      without the presence of God in it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can you live in such a way      that it will enable others to realize they are extremely blessed?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, I invite you to lean down and whisper in my ear whenever you’d like to help me realize, more often, how very blessed I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that I have a priceless life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please reveal in me all that you have done for me and stir in me a desire to truly cherish all that you have blessed me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Even when life seems tough and the road I travel may be filled with pot-holes, I pray that I will feel your nudge, embrace your love and live in such a way that shines in a way that is pleasing to you and inspiring to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-6436079538313623788?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6436079538313623788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june-15th-2009-day-on-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6436079538313623788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6436079538313623788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june-15th-2009-day-on-beach.html' title='Monday, June 15th, 2009  &quot;A Day on the Beach&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-4732469830994903619</id><published>2009-06-10T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:50:22.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, June 10th, 2009 "My Not-So Imaginary Friend"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Wednesday, June 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: My “Not-So” Imaginary Friend&lt;br /&gt;Text: John 14:16-17 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Counselor to be with you forever- the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows him. But you know him, for he lives with you and will be in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Have you ever known someone who has an “Imaginary” friend?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My oldest son, TK, when he was just a little guy would often walk around the house and play with his friend David.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;David was a very quiet little boy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t cause any problems, he never made a mess and as a matter of fact you never even had a clue that David was around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But TK knew that David was there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every once in a while TK was even sneak David into the car and take him on a trip with us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kim and I would just go with it and sometime even chuckle a little under our breath about how silly it was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, it was not silly to my son.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I feel certain that TK realized that there wasn’t some little guy who his parents couldn’t see, hanging out with him all the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I do believe that David was real for TK is some very powerful ways.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;I can remember being a little boy, laying in my bed in a dark room at night wishing someone were with me so I wouldn’t be alone and scared in the dark.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can remember being bored and dreaming I had a friend to play with and wishing someone else was there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can remember walking into a new school or environment where I knew no one else and praying I’d see a friendly and familiar face to make those times of transition easier.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, TK had all of that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;David was with TK late at night as he lay in his bed and a thunderstorm raged outside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;David was with TK when he played “Super Heroes” in the back yard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;David comforted and encouraged TK as his little hand separated from mine on the first day of kindergarten and we bravely walking into his classroom and into a whole new world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as silly as I may have thought it was for my little boy to have an imaginary friend, I too found comfort in the fact that TK had someone with him who would never leave his side.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Well, the fact of the matter is that Jesus did that very same thing for you and me, except there is nothing imaginary about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Jesus knew his time on this Earth was coming to an end, he also understood that those being left behind would often face some very stressful and scary times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These events would be compounded by the fact that they knew that Jesus was no longer walking into those places with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So Jesus hooked us all up with a “Not-So Imaginary” friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Holy Spirit, a part of the Trinity, was sent to fill the void left behind by our Savior as he prepares a place for all believers in Heaven.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That Holy Spirit walks with us, guides us, protects us and loves us each and every second of each and every day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is so nice to know that we never have to experience anything alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will never celebrate great accomplishments by ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will never face hardships by ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will not reach extraordinary milestones all alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will never walk through the dark valleys all alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our friend is with us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And even if the lost souls who wander aimlessly around us in this dark world, mock us and think we are silly for putting our faith in something they can’t see and don’t want to embrace the relationship we have, know that there is nothing imaginary about the love and presence of the Holy Spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Find courage in it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Find strength in it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you never know, maybe it’ll join you on the floor and play cars.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember, all things are possible with Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Have you ever felt all alone?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What were the circumstances?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;How hard where those times when you felt you had no one      with you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;How did you make it through those experiences?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;How does the understanding that you are never truly alone      change your outlook on future or current circumstances?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;Will the knowledge that The Holy Spirit is walking with you bring you more strength and confidence in the way you live your life?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;God, I thank you for loving me so much that you have made the promise of never leaving me alone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thank you for the presence of Your Holy Spirit to be a part of every second of every day of my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that through this understanding that I will gain the confidence to live my life out loud and that I will bring you honor and glory through all that I do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Your holy name I pray.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-4732469830994903619?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4732469830994903619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-june-10th-2009-my-not-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4732469830994903619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4732469830994903619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-june-10th-2009-my-not-so.html' title='Wednesday, June 10th, 2009 &quot;My Not-So Imaginary Friend&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-5677881574899645555</id><published>2009-06-08T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:41:41.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, June 8th, 2009 "Are You Committed?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Monday, June 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Are You Committed?&lt;br /&gt;Text: Revelation 3:15-16 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! &lt;sup id="en-NIV-30747" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A couple of days ago while watching the news I noticed that President Obama was making his way to France to meet with the French president while on a tour through the Middle East and Europe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While in France the president and his family took in some of the sites.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They visited the Cathedral at Notre Dame, the Champs Elysees and the Eiffel Tower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are most of the regular tourist attractions that thousands of people take in each year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, after those visits were done, President Obama took another journey and found himself on the beaches of Normandy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wasn’t there for some fun in the sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead the visit was in recognition of the 65&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary of the first day of the D-Day invasion that took place on June 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 1944.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On that day 160,000 United States, British and Canadian servicemen stormed the beaches from water and air in an attempt to break through the German Army stronghold and totally change the momentum of World War 2.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thousands and thousands of young men put their fears aside and committed themselves, and their lives, to running side by side with each other to do something that would change history forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It worked and shortly after this event took place the war came to an end.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I think about the events that took place that day, I am inspired by the courage and commitment of these people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am sure while growing up they never imagined that they would face such an event.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I feel certain that they had no real desire run headlong into such an environment where many of their friends would not survive and the chances of their survival was so slim.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet, they fully embraced the understanding that what was to take place was bigger than them and that without their willingness to do what needed to be done, the lives of millions of innocent people around the world would continue to be threatened.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thank God for those people and what day did for each of us on June 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 1944.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Commitment is a weird word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is easy to say we are committed to something, but when push comes to shove are we really willing to walk the walk?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What are you committed to?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sports, school, family, friends, your faith?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you really committed to those things?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s look at our faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that I find it much easier to stand firm in my faith and talk about being a true and authentic follower of Christ when I am in the comfortable surroundings of other Christians, but when I am away from those safety zones am I equally as willing to allow the light to shine bright for a lost and judgmental world to see?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I willing to be fully committed to my savior who is fully committed to me?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, the example of commitment shown by Jesus was white-hot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No second guessing, no time to ponder whether or not he had something better to do and certainly not lukewarm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Friends, it is simple.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Christ requires a commitment from those who say they love him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That level of commitment is a full commitment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are either with him or against him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are either shining brightly for Christ or we have flipped the switch to off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So the question is, “are you committed to Jesus?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you willing to walk the walk and not just talk the talk?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s a question only you can answer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just know that Jesus desires your all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that’s the least we could give him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 37.5pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What are you committed to?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 37.5pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Where does your faith fall on the list of commitments?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 37.5pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Are you willing to be committed even through the face of opposition?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 37.5pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What strength can you gain through the example of commitment shown by the thousands of soldiers who stormed the beaches of Normandy in 1944?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 37.5pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Can those who stand beside you today count of you being committed?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, I thank you for those who have gone before me and the example of being fully committed they have set for me and for many others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that you will burn in my soul so passionately that I will be willing to be fully committed to you and to the faith that I confess to have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love you and I know that is true.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please give me your strength to enable that love to be evident to all I encounter and make a difference in a world that is such need of your love and grace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-5677881574899645555?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5677881574899645555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june-8th-2009-are-you-committed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5677881574899645555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5677881574899645555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june-8th-2009-are-you-committed.html' title='Monday, June 8th, 2009 &quot;Are You Committed?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-4974802866241336788</id><published>2009-06-03T12:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:31:58.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009 "You Talkin' to Me?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt; Wednesday, June 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: You Talkin’ to Me?&lt;br /&gt;Text: Proverbs 15:1 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was in line at store the other day and it was moving very slow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cashier was new.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In realized this because I noticed the huge “Trainee” badge she was wearing on her shirt.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure the badge could have been any bigger.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, they should have just put some flashing, neon lights on it, had an enormous arrow pointing at her and made an announcement over the store’s PA system.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The young lady seemed scared to death, and the fact that she had an annoyed manager hanging over her shoulder, barking orders at her certainly didn’t help matters at all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Customer after customer pushed their overflowing buggies forward and stared at the cashier with a look of distain and impatience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart went out to her as she dealt with some pretty rude people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the thing that jumped out at me most was when she was finished with each customer, she would raise her eyes, look at the customer and say, “Thank you for your patience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have a blessed evening.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Really?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the middle of a firestorm, she was actually blessing those who were attaching her?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What an amazing gift.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of glaring back with a harsh look, or ignoring the person all together, this young person, in the midst of the raging waters of supermarket shoppers took the opportunity to bless those who were causing her great stress and pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And each time, as the customer heard that sweet voice say those words and witnessed those innocent eyes looking at them, they slowed for just a second and responded with a sincere “Thank You.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once I left the store, I was consumed by what I had just witnessed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent time thinking about how the atmosphere in that grocery story would have been different if the young cashier had, instead of displaying an attitude of Christ’s love, became rude, short with customer or responded in a way that would have thrown fuel on a kindling fire.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there were no harsh words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was no bad attitude.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No sign of frustration.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, in its place was a spirit of God, love and self-discipline.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The witness of that young person made all the difference in the world, and it was humbling to watch.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How often do we find ourselves in situations similar to this?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is so easy to puff out our chest, dig our heels in and fire back an attitude, words of confrontation or a look for wrath.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And often that does happen, even in the lives of those who consider themselves Christ-Followers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is that what Christ would ask his followers to do?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is that how Christ expects his followers to respond?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No. That is a worldly response and when our behavior is such, we are no better than those who curse the name of the Living God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So next time we find ourselves faced with such a situation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Take a minute and think about what you are doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can choose to throw gas on the flame, or we can responding in a way that is loving, inviting and honors the presence and power of the very one we love, praise and serve.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe me, it could make all the difference in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both for you and the one you bless.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How do you tend to respond in situations like that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Are you quick to anger and willing to respond with harsh words or a bad attitude?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How has that usually worked out for you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How would things have been different if you responded with a kind word or an attitude reflective of your relationship with Christ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How can you now begin to respond that way?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What good could be accomplished?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, I pray that you may give me a spirit of peace and cooperation instead of a spirit of confrontation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to think about the way I act and react, and through those opportunities be a blessing to those who may attack me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through this I pray that your love will be evident in my response and that you will be honored and glorified, and my behavior may become contagious to those I encounter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-4974802866241336788?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4974802866241336788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-june-3rd-2009-you-talkin-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4974802866241336788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4974802866241336788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/wednesday-june-3rd-2009-you-talkin-to.html' title='Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009 &quot;You Talkin&apos; to Me?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-2327914445609925147</id><published>2009-06-01T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:03:42.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, June 1st, 2009 "The Return"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Monday, June 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Return&lt;br /&gt;Text: Psalm 31:15 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;sup&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; My times are in your hands; deliver me from my enemies and from those who pursue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I was growing up I always loved watching movies. Sports movies were great but I always seemed most drawn to the movies with some kind of hero figure that would stand up for those in need and end up coming back in at the end of the movie to save the day. Just when you felt that all was lost and the bad guy would ruin everything, out of the ashes and smoke would appear a shadow of an individual that would step in and conquer evil. I would catch myself cheering for the fact that good overcame all of the obstacles and odds, and ending up standing on the top, victoriously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can’t help but feel that even today it is so very easy to allow the odds to be stacked against us, become sucked out by the undertow of the ocean of stress and troubles that seem to accompany us throughout our lives and then stand nose to nose with the gigantic and seemingly insurmountable obstacles that make their way onto the paths we travel. Life is hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is no secret. It is important that we understand that fact and not allow ourselves to take on the mindset that just because we consider ourselves “Christ-Followers” that we will no longer have to deal with the same stresses and struggles that the world does. Becoming a Christian is not a free pass to bypass all of the troubles that will pile up against us. The fact is that it often feels as if because we choose to live in a way that is pleasing to God, than we are more often attacked for those decisions. I mean, why would the forces of evil even waste one second on us if we weren’t doing things that were wrecking their progress and presence in the world? They wouldn’t. But when you are striving to do it the “God” way, then you are making waves and the one who seeks to push God out and tighten his grip on a world in need wants to do all in his power to crush the good guy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;However, there is some very good news.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the end, when all seems lost and it appears that Good will be killed off, out of nowhere will arrive our hero.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This hero is not Indiana Jones, Spiderman, Superman or some knight is shining armor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not any made up, fictional character from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The return is from none other than the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The hero is the one who came to this Earth and walk in our shoes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The one who is returning to save the day is the one who willingly laid his life down for you and me, and all people to pay our debt and give us the priceless gift of God’s grace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus Christ will return and save the day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that is a promise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So no matter what the world throws at us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter how dark things may appear and no matter how invincible the villain may seem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Never loose sight in that comforting thought that the hero of all heroes is on his way back and will win in the end.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is so awesome that not even &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; could right this story.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have you ever felt defeated by the pressures of the      world?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What were the circumstances?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In what ways did you feel God’s presence during those      times?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With the understanding that no matter what hardships you may experience, Christ is returning to save the day, does that give you more confidence in standing up as a Christ-Follower?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In what ways can you use this fact to help others      through the attacks in their lives?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, in the midst of the hardships I will experience in my life, I pray that you will enable me to always find strength in knowing that we will not be defeated and the power of evil will not win in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Help me to live a life that shows that humble confidence in the relationship I have with you, and be a bright light in the darkness as I strive to set the example of an authentic follower of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-2327914445609925147?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2327914445609925147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june-1st-2009-return.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2327914445609925147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2327914445609925147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-june-1st-2009-return.html' title='Monday, June 1st, 2009 &quot;The Return&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6191355985351470221</id><published>2009-05-27T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:59:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, May 27th, 2009 "Let's Dance"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Wednesday, May 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: Let’s Dance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Psalm 100:1-3 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth. &lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; Worship the LORD with gladness; come before him with joyful songs. &lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Know that the LORD is God. It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Recently I had the enormous blessing of traveling from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;North Carolina&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to one of the most beautiful places in all of creation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Costa Rica&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I and 2 other staff members of Tsunami Ministries traveled there to see what doors God would fling open for a new mission trip that we are planning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Costa Rica&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; we had the blessing of meeting some amazing people and seeing some breathtaking sights.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether it was seeing the Arenal volcano or the opportunity to sit in the presence of a 90 year old missionary who has dedicated his life to serving God by serving others in Costa Rice since 1950.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The list of encounters that left us speechless would take pages to compile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I would say that one event that most impacted me was the Sunday afternoon that we had the blessing of attending worship at a Methodist congregation in a section of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;San Jose&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; named “Los Guidos”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Los Guidos is probably one of the most dangerous communities in this Central American country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is filled with the wide-eyed innocence of young children and the tortured lives of individuals involved in gang life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Los Guidos is certainly a place an outsider would not want to be caught without the security of those who truly know the dynamics of a neighborhood in such need.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And right in the middle of this environment is this diamond of a church led by a truly Godly man, Rev. Edgar Ponce, and individuals who are embracing the life-changing relationship with Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As we stood in the back of the sanctuary and watched the room begin to fill with the buzz and joy of worshippers, everyone from the “Young at Heart” to self-titled “Former Gang-Bangers” found their way into the welcoming atmosphere that grew in the anticipation of showing their adoration for the blessings that God has given them and looking forward to seeing what future God would unfold before them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The band began to play some of the very same songs that the youth worship band at my church play each week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The only difference was they sang in their native Spanish while the 3 “Gringos” in the room joined in by singing the English version.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But no one minded.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were all worshipping.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also noticed that as each new song started, a few more of the teens in the room would make their way from the pews to the front of the sanctuary, and before we knew it, about 50 young people ranging from about 3 years to 18 years old were standing and dancing and singing and worshipping with a reckless abandon that is rarely seen in any who call themselves “Christians.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There were no amazing lights flashing, no huge video screen with eye-catching images.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was no dramatic stage area with artistic flare that would set the feel of the room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead there were only those who entered this sacred space with an open heart, open mind and open soul, and authentically invited God to fill them with the Holy Spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They worshipped with no care of what anyone around them may have thought.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were intimately engaged with God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These were young people who had no clue where there next meal would come from, what their lives would be like and even if they had a future at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many came from abusive homes where drug use was prevalent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But they didn’t let any of that stop them from doing what we are all called to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Worship God with all we have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It came so naturally to them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when it was all over, and the 3 of us began to leave the church, the people embraces us, wished us well and I could tell my the gleam in their eyes that they were very glad that we came to share such an experience with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This was a moment that has been etched in my brain and my soul, and one that I have replayed, with the vivid recollection of the sights, smells and sounds I encountered at that moment in Los Guidos.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I must tell you also that I have been moved to truly strive to put aside all of the distractions and cares about what others may be thinking as I show my gratitude for what God has done for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been inspired to reflect on the many amazing and often non-deserving blessings I have in my life and look upon the throne of God with a new found appreciation for all I have and what God has called me to do, and let down my guard to worship God Los Guidos Style!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You care to join me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How do you worship God?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With a reckless abandon or with one eye      opened looking to see who is watching you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Why do you think most of us      find it so hard to let our guard down and just open our hearts to full-on      worship?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can your attitude as you      enter a worship setting effect your ability to truly worship God?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What can you do to enhance your      worship experience?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How can the way we worship God      impact the lives of those around us?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, reveal in me the many blessings and reasons I have to be so thankful for all you have done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Help me to find the passion of the worshippers in Los Guidos and embrace each and every opportunity to worship you, in all settings, in a way that will authentically touch the lives of those around me and more importantly bring joy to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am so blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you and words cannot express how very much I appreciate your unconditional love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-6191355985351470221?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6191355985351470221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-may-27th-2009-lets-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6191355985351470221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6191355985351470221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-may-27th-2009-lets-dance.html' title='Wednesday, May 27th, 2009 &quot;Let&apos;s Dance&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-3305823833065457306</id><published>2009-05-19T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:24:30.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, May 18th, 2009 "The Total Package"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Monday, May 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: The Total Package&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Galatians 5:22-23 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, &lt;sup&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Back in the day, while growing up in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, my buddies and I would often get together on Saturday mornings and watch professional wrestling.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I think back on those days it is always fun to remember some of the old timers that we’d get so excited to see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Guys like “The American Dream”, Dusty Rhodes, Rowdy Roddy Piper, and of course the guy who was everyone’s favorite, “The Nature Boy”, Ric Flair.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there was one other wrestler that we all knew could beat anyone at any time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This wrestler was a lean, mean wrestling machine and the fact of the matter is he was one bad man.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His name was Lex Lugar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lex was certainly one of the best in the business and definitely won far more matches than we lost.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This guy was one of the great champions in professional wrestling history.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because of Lugar’s muscular build, speed, quickness and the understanding that he would never quit, no matter the odds, the announcers gave him the name, “The Total Package”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lex Lugar had everything a wrestler needed to be the best.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Lex Lugar used it all to be the best.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I sit here today thinking about my life as a Christ-Follower, I have to ask myself one very serious question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I The Total Package?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now of course I’m not asking if I am one of the greatest professional wrestlers of all time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t be silly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course we all know the answer to that question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t we?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, when I ponder that question I do so in the light of whether or not I not only posses all of the qualities it takes to be the person that God desires me to be in this world, but also, am I using those qualities to do what I am called to do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have no doubt that God has blessed each of us with all of the attributes needed to shine brightly, meet the needs of the least and the lost, stand firm in our faith in the face of opposition, and positively impact this world in the name of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, the true test is whether or not we are using all the amazing and powerful gifts that our gracious and loving God has blessed us with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we each the Total Package for God in the world we live in?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do we each love our neighbor with the same unconditional love that God has for them?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do we live our lives with a contagious joy that makes others want what we have?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we the peace makers of our world, or do we find conflict at every turn?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do we show the same patience with others that God has so lovingly shown each of us?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is an authentic spirit of kindness, goodness and faithfulness something that others see beaming brilliantly from our lives?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we each gentle yet strong enough to embrace the person that God has created us to be and then share our relationship with God to the world?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And do we each utilize the control of our bodies, minds and mouths to build up instead of tear down?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In other words, are we The Total Package for God?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If the answer to each of those questions is yes, the yes we are God’s Total Package in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But to truly obtain that title we must understand that we have to have and use all pieces to make us whole.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, join me in striving to be the person that God has planned for each of us to become.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s sincerely work to live a life that is evident of our passion for God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And maybe, just maybe, when others think about the Godly, loving and servant-minded example we have set, they will refer to us as “The Total Package”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What do others see when they      see you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do they experience the      Total Package or not?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What things are holding you      back from being The Total Package for Christ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What could you impact on this world truly be if you were to posses and use all nine facets of describes in today’s text?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, I know that you have given me all I need to positively impact this world for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that with those gifts I have a chance to reach the lost, lead people out of the darkness and into your waiting and loving arms, and inspire others to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God, light a fire in my soul to do those things, and that through all of this you will receive all honor and glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you for your love of me and your faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-3305823833065457306?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3305823833065457306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-may-18th-2009-total-package.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3305823833065457306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3305823833065457306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-may-18th-2009-total-package.html' title='Monday, May 18th, 2009 &quot;The Total Package&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6575262474190315314</id><published>2009-05-16T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:08:59.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, May 15th, 2009 "The Long-Shot"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Tsunami Ministries Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Friday, May 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Title: The Long-Shot&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Text: Psalm 28:7 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt; &lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart leaps for joy and I will give thanks to him in song.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Have you ever watched a horse race?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not much of a “Horse Racing” guy, but each spring it is kind of cool to watch the three biggest horse races of the year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The biggest, of course, is the Kentucky Derby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This race is fondly named “The Run for the Roses” and thousands of people show up to historic Churchill Downs in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Louisville&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Kentucky&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for the first race in the “Triple Crown”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Each year as the race approaches the buzz starts about who is the horse to beat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then people begin placing bets on who they think will win the big race.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The horses that are more likely to win obviously have more people bet of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If that horse wins the race, the amount of money a person wins is not all that large.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if a person takes a chance and bets some money on the Long-Shot, or the horse that is least likely to win, and that horse happens to win the race, the amount of money that a person can win could be enormous.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All it takes is someone who is willing to put their faith and money, of course, in the horse that is considered the one NOT to bet on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At this year’s Kentucky Derby, the horse that most people felt was not only the one that would not win the “Run for the Roses”, but would probably come in dead last was non-other than “Mind that Bird”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The professional betters in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Las   Vegas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; rated the horse as a 50-1 long-shot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Meaning that if, by some miracle, the horse were to actually win the race that included 19 other horse, for every $1 a person bet on “Mind that Bird”, they would win $50.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quite a payday, isn’t it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, as the races started and the 20 beautiful horses broke from the starting gate, the horse that very few people had any faith in came out last.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;About a quarter of the way through the race, as the horses slipped and splashed through the muddy track, “Mind that Bird” was still in the place that most people thought it would be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But while the attention of all of the spectators and millions of television viewers were fixed firmly on the horses at the front of the pack, the long-shot began to make its move.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One by one, “Mind that Bird” skipped past horse after horse until, all of a sudden, the horse that was thought to finish last, found itself leading the way, while 19 other thoroughbreds dodged the splatters of mud and muck that was being kicked up by the eventual winner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Mind that Bird” crossed the finish line with an easy victory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Despite all of those who thought the horse didn’t have a chance, and shouldn’t even be in the race, the long-shot showed them all and won the biggest horse race of the year, while the jockey of the 2009 Kentucky Derby-Winning horse, kept saying that he knew the horse could win.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The jockey never lost faith in the horse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you were viewed as the long-shot?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Has anyone ever pushed you aside and made you feel like you were less than the rest?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ever questioned yourself because you knew others were questioning you and your ability to do something special?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure you have, and if you haven’t, just wait.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will happen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The question you need to ask yourself is, “When it happens, how will I respond?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you listen to all of the naysayers or will you focus on your goal, put forth your best and show them what you’re made of?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you pack it in and become defeated before you ever take the first step out of the starting gate or will you stand against the opposition, no matter how hard it may be, and cross the finish line with your head held high?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You need to know that even when everyone else is betting against you and you feel like the long-shot, that God has faith in you and is never surprised when you show all of the doubters what you are really made of.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If you are an authentic Christ-Follower, the power of God flows through you as much as the blood that pushes through your veins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The presence of the Holy Spirit fills you with a greater volume of air that fills your lungs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God never, ever views you as a long-shot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are the living, breathing, world-changing presence of God in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we embrace that understanding, grab the reins and begin to push past all of those who want to see you fall, only a fool would be willing to consider you a long-shot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Have you ever felt like a      Long-Shot?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;What were the      circumstances?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How did you respond?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When considered the long-shot has someone showed faith in you and enabled you to believe in yourself, even when others didn’t?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How did      you respond then?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;How can finding the strength that God is able to grant you make a difference in your life and the lives of those around you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can God      use that strength to make an impact on this world?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God, I know that you have gifted me to do amazing things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that you have a special plan for me and the life you have placed in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Help me to fully embrace that understanding, tune out the screaming voices of those who want me to give up, give in and question myself, and be the champion that you know I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-6575262474190315314?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6575262474190315314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-15th-2009-long-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6575262474190315314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6575262474190315314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-15th-2009-long-shot.html' title='Friday, May 15th, 2009 &quot;The Long-Shot&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-2688466169215469979</id><published>2009-05-14T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:28:25.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, May 13th, 2009 "Take Me To Your Leader"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Take Me To Your Leader&lt;br /&gt;Text: Luke 6:39 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt;He also told them this parable: "Can a blind man lead a blind man? Will they not both fall into a pit?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever been on a road trip where your vehicle is only one of several on the journey?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;During my time in youth ministry I have been a part of more caravans than I could possibly count.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is always a stressful time as you pull out of the parking lot on the way to your destination, but it is especially stressful if you are the lead vehicle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is something about knowing that there are other carloads of people behind you as you head down the road.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The way you end up being the front car is usually due to someone in that car actually has a clue how to get to the finish line in a way that is safe, quick and efficient.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, as the lead car you just know that there are people in the other cars who are questioning just about everything you are doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Why are they going this way?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why didn’t they take that exit?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They’re driving too slow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They’re driving too fast.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have either heard those things or you may have even said those things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being the leader of the pack is a tough job, and if you are that leader, or your claim to be the leader, there is one thing you better know for certain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You better know where you’re going and how to get those following you there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our faith journey is very similar to that situation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are announcing or have the idea that you want to be a leader in your faith, then you have to be able to successful navigate the path you’re on and help those following you feel that you are the quality person who is qualified to get them from Point A to Point B.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, these people are obviously following you, the leader, because you have convinced them that you know what you’re doing and where you’re going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It cannot be a case of “the Blind leader the Blind”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we choose to embrace the call of leading others in the name of Jesus Christ, to help them grow in their faith, realize the Godly purpose for their lives and hopefully nurture them to become true and authentic leaders for Christ, we must also understand that we have to know where we are going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have to prepare ourselves for the journey ourselves instead of standing by and pointing into the distance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;True leaders will do all they can to make sure they are on the appropriate path, and therefore enable those following to navigate their journey as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How in the world can we ever direct others toward God if we aren’t on the journey ourselves?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can we point the lost toward the unconditional love and acceptance of Christ of we don’t even know how to get there?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can we stand confidently in the line of questioning about our faith and our active lives for the Kingdom, if we have not prepared ourselves for the journey?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Leaders must continue to be equipped and prepared to successfully lead others, but it is up to us to do those things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God will not force it on us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are on a long road trip toward an eternal life with our Creator.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I only hope that I have been the type of Godly leader than can step out of my vehicle at the gates of Heaven and look behind me and see that all those who have put their trust in me to lead them on their journey are standing there as well, present and accounted for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Do you consider yourself a leader for God?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What tools or gifts do you possess that make you a good leader?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you using those gifts?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How could you better prepare yourself for the call of leading others on their journey with God?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;You have the ability to lead others for God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Embrace it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What can you do now to truly lead others to a relationship with Christ?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, I pray that from this moment forward I will begin to prepare myself understand how to get to you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to lead others toward you and toward and more fulfilling life and relationship with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for your call on my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also thank you for those who are leading me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please strengthen them and help them to seek you as you continue to use them in leading others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-2688466169215469979?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2688466169215469979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-may-13th-2009-take-me-to-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2688466169215469979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2688466169215469979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-may-13th-2009-take-me-to-your.html' title='Wednesday, May 13th, 2009 &quot;Take Me To Your Leader&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-5206387635019243718</id><published>2009-05-12T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:08:21.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, May 11th, 2009 "Unfinished"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Unfinished&lt;br /&gt;Text: Philippians 1:6 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A couple of years ago I hired a band to play at one of the Tsunami Ministries Fall Experience weekends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The name of the band was “Unfinished Business” and these guys were great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were not the typical band that we would have hired to play one of our weekends, but they did a great job.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were just a bunch of great guys who had been around the block a few dozen times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were a few dents in the fenders.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had weathered a few storms.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Okay, basically what I am saying is that they were a little older than our usual bands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were not old by any stretch of the imagination, but they had been to a few high school reunions. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was great to have the chance to hang out with them and get to know them more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They enjoyed being with all the youth who were attending the event, they were passionate about their music and they had no problem sharing their stories of how God had been and continued to work in their lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is why they picked the name for their band.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It seems these days, everywhere I look and everywhere I go, I keep running into things that cause me to think about this idea of being “Unfinished”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I look at my life, where I’ve come from as a guy raised by single mom with modest means, to my time in the army and as a Charlotte police officer, then how ministry began for me 18 years, to what God is doing in my life and ministry now, and wondering what could possibly take place in the future, I fully realize that I am totally unfinished.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is so nice to know that God is still working on me to challenge me, stretch me, shape me, call me and send me to be the person that God has planned for me to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I am very okay with that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would be sad if the person I am now was God’s full plan for me and my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not that my life isn’t amazing, but I want to do so much for God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Think about your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Look at the person you are today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How has God changed you from the person you were a few years ago.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about your faith and your confidence in sharing your love and relationship with God with those your encounter each day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And what does your future hold?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only God knows, and that is so cool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Scripture says that a good work has begun in each of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not a mediocre work, or a so-so work and certainly not a bad work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, God has begun a good work in each and every one of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t help but think that work is for each of God’s creation to do amazing and impactful things in this world that will cast a brilliant and blinding light on the glory of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That work is for each of us to reach our full potential and truly realize who we are created to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also know that God has not just began a good work in us and then left us unfinished.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God will continue to work in our lives and as artist works to complete the masterpiece.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are God’s masterpiece.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are the beautiful lighthouse standing firmly on the ocean’s cliff guiding the seeking ships past the dangers and into God’s safe harbor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are the hands that will comfort, welcome, love and accept those whom this world sends away and fails to take care of.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And how cool is it to know that even as an unfinished work, God still calls us and uses us to do the work at hand?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then one day the master craftsman will return and add the final touches to the work that began in each of us well before we ever realized there was a craftsman.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At that time, we will be finished.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So as you make your way through your life, day by day, year by year, find strength in the fact that we are all unfinished, works in progress.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have all come so far and the future is bright.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is sure to be an amazing ride as we see where God calls all of us on our journeys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How have you seen God mold      you from the person you one once was into the person you are today?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;What took place to make      those things able to happen?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;In what ways would you      consider yourself “Unfinished”?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Even though you are an      unfinished piece of God’s art, what more can you do to positively impact      this world for God?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How can you help others do      the same?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, Master Craftsman, creator of all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for the good work you began in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for your presence in my life and for using me to, and unfinished piece, to do your mighty work in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I open my mind, soul and life to you and embrace your call on my life, as you continue the good work you began in me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am yours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-5206387635019243718?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5206387635019243718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-may-11th-2009-unfinished.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5206387635019243718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5206387635019243718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-may-11th-2009-unfinished.html' title='Monday, May 11th, 2009 &quot;Unfinished&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-8342562082217161744</id><published>2009-05-08T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:14:34.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, May 8th, 2009 "Risen"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Friday, May 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Risen&lt;br /&gt;Text: Mark 16:6 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;"Don't be alarmed," he said. "You are looking for Jesus the Nazarene, who was crucified. He has risen! He is not here. See the place where they laid him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I sit in my office, reading emails, surfing the internet, following people on Facebook, checking out the headlines and feeling the pulse of this world, I am both saddened and amazed by the world I live in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart aches for a society that seems so consumed and focuses on following something they view bigger than themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This planet is filled with billions of people who are in a full-out pursuit of fulfillment, no matter the cost.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are 22 “Major” world religions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;22 different paths that people around the globe are currently walking on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;22 routes that give direction to people’s lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether you are one of the 2.1 billion Christians, or one of the 1.2 billion individuals following the Islamic faith, or even one of the 600,000 Rastafarians on the Earth, there is a good chance you are part of one of these 22 groups.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or, maybe you aren’t religious at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe you don’t believe in God or Jesus or Buddha of any of the others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe you are pursuing another force.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could be fame, fortunate, status.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How about education, high-levels of athleticism or something else like that?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t care who you are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone is following something or someone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every person is trying to find fulfillment and meaning for their life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a very blessed man.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have the greatest job in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have the privilege of being a part of the lives of remarkable teens who I can truly see changing our world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am blessed with the humbling opportunity to travel around this country and speak to groups about the life and love of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have the most wonderful, loving, caring and supportive wife possible and children who actually think I’m a pretty decent guy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am the richest man in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But even with all of this, my heart breaks when I think of the fact that billions of people, who have all been molded and formed and shaped in the palm of God’s hands, have no true understand of what that can and should mean to them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And instead of running toward the outstretched arms of God, they have their sights set elsewhere.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All the while the world is like a cosmic traffic cop, waving each person through the intersection of the rat-race, with most people thinking they have is all figured out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then sitting silently at the end of the day wondering what their life is all about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To me the text from John 14:6 says it all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I am the way, the truth and the life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No one comes to the father except through me.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Truth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when that short phase is brought into the light, Christ-Followers are often viewed as intolerant, close-minded or judgmental.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well how can that be if the God we claim to follow gives us that creed and then directs us to share it with a lost world?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And how can Christ-Followers truly be authentic in their faith if we think otherwise or are too timid to share the truth?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You see, unlike any other religious movement, whether one of the so-called “Major 22” or some other religious sect or even the worldly carrot that enticingly dangles in front of each of us, Christianity is very, very different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What’s the difference?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We follow THE risen God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We follow the one who left the comforts of paradise to come and live amongst us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We follow the one who is both fully human and fully divine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We follow the one who, instead of sitting in some other-worldly, supernatural place pointing a disconnected finger and placing judgment, came to Earth to be the blameless sacrifice that would atone for all of the mess we had created and remove everything that separates us from God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we follow the one who kept the promise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The promise that he would not be done with his final breathe on the cross, but would stand up, walk out and rise up 3 days later.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We follow THE Risen God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not one of many.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus is the only one to accomplish this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure, anyone can make the promise of something like that, but Christ is the only one who delivered on that promise.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So when we find ourselves trying to reach the lost, let’s not forget who we worship, who we follow and who we love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s not just some good man who lived for 33 years and had a 3 year ministry with 12 of his closest buddies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, find courage, strength and power in the fact that we follow the one who conquered the sting of death, rolled the stone away, rose from the tomb and paid the price for you, me and all people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;HE IS RISEN!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s make sure the world knows that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;What do you put your faith      in?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Are you chasing the false      idols of this world or are you consumed with the risen one?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Is your pursuit of a more      fulfilled and intimate relationship with Jesus evident for all to witness?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How can that relationship      become closer and more intimate?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How can God use your      relationship with Christ to impact the world around you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, I pray that from this moment forward I will find the passion in my soul to stand firm in my relationship with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to find the loving, compassionate and strong voice to stand in the line of opposition and live a life that is reflective of your presence in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus, thank you for keeping your promise and for the sacrifice you made for me and for all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that I may live a life worthy of the gift you have given me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-8342562082217161744?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8342562082217161744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-8th-2009-risen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8342562082217161744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8342562082217161744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-8th-2009-risen.html' title='Friday, May 8th, 2009 &quot;Risen&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-7366451449745390035</id><published>2009-05-07T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:54:26.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 "Is It Contagious?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wednesday, May 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Title: Is It Contagious?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Text: Acts 2:42-47 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;sup&gt;42&lt;/sup&gt;They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. &lt;sup&gt;43&lt;/sup&gt;Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. &lt;sup&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt;All the believers were together and had everything in common. &lt;sup&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt;Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. &lt;sup&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt;Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, &lt;sup&gt;47&lt;/sup&gt;praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;My little girl Avery has been sick for a few days now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is usually a bounce out of bed and hit the ground running, little red-headed rocket.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, yesterday morning instead of vaulting from her “Big Girl” bed Avery just remained in her room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually she made her way downstairs and slowly crawled up onto the warm and comfortable lap of her mommy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then Avery quietly whispered into Kim’s ear, “I don’t feel good.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kim could instantly tell that this was definitely not a case of a 4 year old trying to skip pre-school, but a little girl who just felt rotten.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, we did what all good parents would do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We gave her some medicine and apple juice, laid her back down in her stuffed animal covered bed and turned on the animated classic, “Open Season 2”, which she watched back to back for the next 8 hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Praying that she would be back to her old self this morning, we quickly realized that this was not to happen and eventually Kim bundled Avery up and carted her off to the doctor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After an exam and a quick swab to the throat, our suspicions were confirmed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Avery had strep throat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Kim called me as they were leaving the doctor’s office and gave me the news.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was nice to have an idea of what was going on with my little girl, especially since the entire country is trying to combat the Swine Flu.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had a strong suspicion that was not the case, but I did ask the common question that most people tend to ask when they realize they’ve been around a sick person, “Is she contagious?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kim let me know that as long and known of us eat or drink after her for the next day or so that we should be just fine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And Avery should beck to normal very soon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is good news considering we have 2 other children running around the house, and the fact that when I get sick I become the world’s biggest baby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The last thing Kim needs is to have a household of sick children including the 39 year old big one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Getting sick and then spreading those germs on to others is never a fun thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that there have been a few times when I felt so bad that I would have never wished that on anyone else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But nonetheless, we see every Flu season cases of sick people passing their illness on the next person and then the next.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being contagious and then spreading it to others is never a good thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or is it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;I must say that I wish our faith was a bit more contagious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not in the sense that we spread germs and sickness, but in the notion that our spirit, our compassion for others, the light of Christ and our willingness to love all people the way Jesus does becomes so overwhelmingly attractive that any person we come in contact with begins to do the same things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How cool would it be that when we really allow the spirit of God to flow from us, saturate the world we walk in, begin truly doing the things that God has called us to do, and we love our neighbor as ourselves, all of a sudden those people start to do the very same thing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have become infected by the incurable presence of their loving Creator.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then before we know, the contagious spirit of Christ has spread from person to person, house to house, country to country and so forth, until the world is blanketed with God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So let’s start the pandemic spread of Christ’s love, mercy, compassion and grace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let our actions and reactions, the smiles on our faces and our willingness to meet the needs of others speak louder than the shirts we wear, the sermons we preach or the songs we sing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By doing so, we can change this world from the inside out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a feeling that being a contagious Christ-Follower could change the world as we know it. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: arial;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Have you ever      become sick because you’ve been around a contagious person?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;How easy was      it to become infected?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you think      that Christ’s presence in your life is such that it could positively      infect others?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;In what ways      are you a Contagious Christ-Follower?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;In what ways      could you become more contagious?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;How could      this impact your life, the lives of those around you and the world?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Gracious God, I pray to you today that you may fill me with your spirit of love, mercy, justice and compassion and that your presence and your place in my life may be so evident that all I encounter will feel your power and be drawn to a closer, more meaningful and fulfilled relationship with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that through these contagious encounters, your impact will cover this world and change it forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In your Holy name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-7366451449745390035?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7366451449745390035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-may-6th-2009-is-it-contagious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7366451449745390035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7366451449745390035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-may-6th-2009-is-it-contagious.html' title='Wednesday, May 6th, 2009 &quot;Is It Contagious?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-8269884913509548704</id><published>2009-05-07T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:52:30.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, May 4th, 2009 "Attack of the Zombies"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Monday, May 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Attack of the Zombies&lt;br /&gt;Text: Ezekiel 11:19 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This past Sunday night the program for both my middle school and high school ministries was entitled “Stomp Steve”, and the premise of this enticing program was for the youth to brainstorm and come in with anything they wanted to and then challenge me to tie it back into God or our relationship with God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, they also had to be able to connect the idea back to God themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was amazing and hilarious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The payoff was that if you could stump me then that person could go and get something from our concession stand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, for most teenagers this is something worth putting a little work into, and boy did they ever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of the ideas were quite silly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For instance one senior high fellow throw out, “I once say a duck sitting in a tree.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I asked him how that could be tied back to God, he simply said, “All things are possible through God.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Touché.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went back and forth and they kept throwing things at me and I kept giving my answers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then one youth asked how I could connect “Zombies” back to God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I immediately got this image of a person sluggishly moving throughout the world, with no spark in their eyes, no emotion on their face and no purpose in their motion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could almost feel the sadness and lifelessness in that person and it saddened me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, just take a few minutes and imagine that being person being you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about a life with no purpose, to joy, no love, no emotion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about a life where you have nothing to look forward to, a life where each minute is the same as the one before it and a life that when you take your last breath, simply stops existing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What kind of life is that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I can’t help but think that there are billions of people around the globe who are living the life of a zombie and they have no clue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are just going through the motions, day after day, with no true eternal purpose in the minds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They deal with the ups and downs of this life without the comfort and love of God and those who have accepted Christ lending a helping hand or sharing an impactful word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People who hold tight to the idea that they must live for today, get all they can, take care of their own needs and enjoyed it while it lasts because it will all be gone one day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How sad is it that each day we stride just inches away from people who may not have the assurance that this life is not the end of it all?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It bothers me that there are amazing people, who do remarkable things and seem to do it all right, but are empty inside because there is a God-shaped hole in their hearts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am convicted that I am called and equipped by God to reach the lost and help them find true meaning, true existence and true eternal life forever in the paradise of Heaven, but I am not doing enough to reach them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am no Zombie expert, but I bet if the zombies really knew that there was a true, meaningful and loving alternative to dead-end life that this world has promised them, they would accept it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And by doing so they are accepting so much more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They accept a life of amazing purpose and a Godly plan designed specifically for them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They accept the idea that no matter what this world throws at them that there is a personal God who walks with them across those amazing mountain tops and through the darks nights in the valley.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They accept the fact that when we take our last breathe and our life on this big rock ceases to exist, that our souls will jump for joy and leap for love as we enter the gates to our new home with our Creator in paradise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But us Christ-Followers must step up and begin doing what we are called to do and reach out to those who need to hear and experience the Good News of Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The best part is that this is better than any scary movie or silly video game.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the real deal and we have the God-given task of reaching the lost for God with love in our hearts and God’s spirit filling our souls.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, let’s get to work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are zombies all around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Go give them God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They won’t know what hit them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How can God us you to      reach the lost?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;What abilities do you have      that you can use to reach the lost?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Name 3 people in your life      that you feel may be spiritual Zombies and they don’t even realize it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Write down the ways God      can use you to reach those specific people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A few Minutes with God:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please fill me with a passion to reach the lost.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me identify those who are in desperate need of hearing your word and feeling your presence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray God that I will stop just moving through life with my blinders on and start seeking out those in need of you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-8269884913509548704?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8269884913509548704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-may-4th-2009-attack-of-zombies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8269884913509548704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8269884913509548704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-may-4th-2009-attack-of-zombies.html' title='Monday, May 4th, 2009 &quot;Attack of the Zombies&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-4092901694156012577</id><published>2009-05-04T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:43:13.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, May 1st, 2009 "Can I Help?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Can I Help?&lt;br /&gt;Text: 2 Chronicles 7:14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;“if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a typical guy in so many ways.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have refused to pull over and ask for directions when I’ve been lost.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I flip the television from HGTV to ESPN every time my wife leaves the room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When no one is around, I have been known to drink straight from the milk carton.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My body can make such amazing sounds that it is as if a band is preparing to play a concert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I am far too often too proud to receive the help of those around me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I’m not thrilled by any of these things, but I am probably most embarrassed by the idea that I allow my hard-headedness to get in the way, and cause a lot more heartache and stress that I should have had to deal with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that my life could be so much easier if I would just put my pride aside and reach out to those who are willing to help me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if I were to do that, it would mean that “My” way didn’t work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would mean that “My” will was not done.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would mean that “I” had to depend on someone else to get me out of whatever situation I got myself into.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is hard to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My journey in Christ has been very similar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many times in my life as a Christ-Follower I has basically looked at God and said, “God, you just hang out over there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll take it from here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know what I’m doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No problem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I got this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll yell if I need you.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And every time I have done this, I can picture God looking at me with an “Oh no! Here we go again.” smirk on his face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I tend to have this idea that as much as I may confess to love God, there are just some things I know more about and things that I can handle on my own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And God, like a patient parent, willingly slides aside and observes my actions from the place I have asked him to sit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In those instances I move from being a Christ-Follower to a World-Follower.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, we can all guess what happens next.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I impose “My” will on the things that I’m involved in, instead of seeking “God’s” will, plan and direction for my life, things start to slowly go astray.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure, at first I may appear to have a handle on everything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then all of a sudden, one by one, obstacles begin to pop up and cause me some issues.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I begin to realize that the plan I put in place may not have been the wisest thing to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually I see that my will is inflicting pain and suffering and stress on those I love and care about the most.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I notice that the “easy road” vision I had has become a pot-hole cover highway leading me away from the safety and security of God’s presence, and straight to the destruction and hardships of this dark world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before I know it, I am waist-deep in a sinking sand, instead of firmly planted on the solid-rock foundation of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All because I’ve allowed my will and selfish pride to rule my life instead of giving full control to my loving God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am not saying that I can even begin to understand what God is thinking as all of these things are happening, but I do know that I have sat back and watched my own children pitch and fit, throw themselves on the grocery store floor and scream at the top of their lungs because they want to do it themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, I too have sat back and watched TK, Carson and Avery stumble, fall and fail, as I look on thinking, “Please just let me help you before you get hurt.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that God is doing the same thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that God must think that if I weren’t such a hard-head &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and if I would just lay down my pride, reach up to him and allow God to lead my way, I would not have to learn the hard way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I thank God each day that he is so loving, caring, compassion and intimately involved with each aspect of our lives that God will never turn away from us, forget about us or watch us slip away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God will never tell us that we made our own bed and now we must sleep in it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead, God is actively standing by and hoping to hear our cry for help.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God is patiently waiting for us to humble ourselves, throw in the towel in striving to do our will and allow God’s will to guide our journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, this doesn’t mean that our worldly actions don’t bring with them worldly consequences.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It doesn’t mean that God will say the magic words and the pain and destruction that our pride can cause will all go away, but it does mean that whatever we go through and whatever consequences we must endure, we will know that the hand of God is on us, and if we then continue to seek the face of The Almighty, and allow God’s will to be done in our lives, we will overcome, in this life and the life to come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It all starts by calling out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Go ahead.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God’s listening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I promise.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- In what ways have you imposed your will instead of giving control for God’s will to be done?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- What was outcome in those circumstances?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- Do you often find that your pride gets in the way?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- What make us think that our way would be better than God’s way?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;- What can you change in your life to give God control?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I pray that today, at this very moment that I will be able to lay down my pride and allow your love and your will to be in control of this life you have so graciously given to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to learn from the mistakes I have made and to realize that most of those hardships have been as a result of me imposing my will instead of seeking you and your guidance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I need your help.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-4092901694156012577?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4092901694156012577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-1st-2009-can-i-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4092901694156012577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/4092901694156012577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-may-1st-2009-can-i-help.html' title='Friday, May 1st, 2009 &quot;Can I Help?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6413415993162322922</id><published>2009-05-01T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:52:01.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 "Feeding Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;FUSION Devo: Wednesday, April 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: Feeding Time&lt;br /&gt;Text: 2 Timothy 3:14-17 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;But as for you, continue in what you have learned and have become convinced of, because you know those from whom you learned it, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-29853" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;and how from infancy you have known the holy Scriptures, which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-29854" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-29855" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am certainly not a food expert, but it is no secret that I am a man who likes to get his grub on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eating is something I love to do and I begin thinking about my next meal about the time I finish my current one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I joke about the fact that I go to the gym 4-5 days a week and workout like a crazy man simply so I can eat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been gifted by God in many ways.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, have a working metabolism is not one of those gifts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few months ago, while on our whirlwind, 6 countries in 12 days, trip to Europe, besides the fact that we were going to see amazing sites like The Louvre &amp;amp; Eiffel Tower in Paris, St. Mark’s Cathedral and take a gondola ride in Venice, hear the ringing of Big Ben’s bells and see Buckingham Palace in London, my buddy and I were equally as excited by the fact that we were going to enjoy some fabulous food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were not disappointed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Food has always been a big part of my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Probably too big.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As much as I am a lover of food, I often forget the fact that without the nutrition we receive from food and water, life as we know it would be very different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is obvious when I look at videos and pictures of the people from underdeveloped countries that food is not something I should crave or find guilty pleasure in, but should be thankful for and cherish.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure, I may say a quick blessing over my meal, but when was the last time I really thought about what life would be like without the food I was about to shove into my mouth?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sad fact is that statistics show that poor nutrition and starvation plays a role in the deaths of over 5 million children each year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It breaks my heart that people are going to bed each night without food in their bellies, and because of that lives are ending.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How come we don’t look at our spiritual health in the same way?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why is it that we don’t take the time to give ourselves the spiritual nutrition we need to remain happy, healthy and production followers of God?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, as an athlete, we preach the necessity of drinking and eating enough and taking in all of the appropriate nutrients they need to perform at their highest level.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But we neglect the things like, prayer, study and fellowship that enable us to grow and be the Christians we should be and through those things help us take on the tasks that are in front of us on our Christian journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why is it so hard to understand that when we fail to make the time to feed our souls, we are starving our spiritual selves and killing the power of Christ that resides within us?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I perform at my highest level for God if I am slowly killing my soul?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have no problem rolling out of the bed, starting the coffee marker, feeding my children and making sure that I shove something in my mouth every morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I make sure that I carry my lunch out the door or make plans for lunch each day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would never go to bed without making sure myself and family have enjoyed a good meal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But daily I struggle with making sure I find the time to speak with God, spend time reading and studying God’s word and making sure that I have enabled by children to crawl up into the lap of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t tell you how many times I’ve fallen asleep in the middle of a prayer as I lay in my bed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am ashamed by the number of days I have pushed by personal time with God back and back and back until I just say, “Oh! Well I’ll just read double tomorrow.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And through all of the selfish acts of placing a greater priority on my scheduled instead of giving God the first booking of my day, I am starving my soul that is so desperately craving the power, love and wellness that is graciously and generously given by God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has got to stop. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We must all do a better job of keeping ourselves spiritually healthy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The world is banking on us filling our plates with so much stuff that we make no room for God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a serious need for us to remove the garbage intake and replace it with a healthy portion of the presence of God in our lives, everyday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you imagine a world filled with healthy Christ-followers?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The impact would be world changing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s do it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is feeding time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Would you consider      yourself a Spiritually Healthy person?&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Why or why not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Do you spend enough time      being spiritual fed each day?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;What are some other ways      you could become healthier in your spiritual walk?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;How can God use you to      help spiritually feed those who may not even realize they are starving?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;God, I know that spending time with you each day is a must if I desire to be the person you have called me to be?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to make you a priority each day and allow you to fill my soul with the things I need to spiritually grow and serve your people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Forgive me to allowing my schedule to dictate when I meet with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I pray you will help my passion for you word to become so apparent in my life that others see it and want to follow that example.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6413415993162322922?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6413415993162322922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-april-29th-2009-feeding-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6413415993162322922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6413415993162322922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-april-29th-2009-feeding-time.html' title='Wednesday, April 29th, 2009 &quot;Feeding Time&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-5125292677564617977</id><published>2009-04-29T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:43:36.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monda, April 27th, 2009 "What's In a Name?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;FUSION Devo: Monday, April 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: What’s In a Name?&lt;br /&gt;Text: Proverbs 22:1 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-17017" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; A good name is more desirable than great riches;&lt;br /&gt;      to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What’s in a name?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever thought about your name?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you like it?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does it seem to fit you and your personality?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A name is a funny thing and something that will follow you your entire life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have thought of my name a lot over the years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Steve” is a decent name.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not saying that I dislike it, but I’m not convinced that it is a name that really wows you when you hear it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It rolls off the tongue pretty easily, but it really doesn’t pack a punch.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can remember thinking how cool the name “Rocky” or even adding a little Spanish twist to it, like “Estaban”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that’s a cool name for a pasty-white guy who looks like he grew up in Ireland.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now there have been some great names throughout history and there have certainly been some, well let’s just call them, unusual names.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve all heard the names like John, Brian, Jim, Chris and so on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Girl’s names like Sally, Kim, Kathy, and the list could go on for days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And those are all definitely fine names, but then I think of some of those names that when you hear just sticks with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a few friends who have great names.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Names that you may have not heard of before and definitely names that kind of burn themselves into your brain. 2 people at the church I am the youth pastor at are “Fleeta” and “Jenner”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Aren’t those cool names?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again, nothing wrong with other names, but they are just unusual enough to stick with you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve got a friend who is a youth pastor in California and his name is “Rush”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that is a cool name.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And he can pull it off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His name totally fits him and his persona.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s an edgy, cool, laid-back, surfer-type youth pastor who is extremely artistic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could go on about many others, but those are just a few names that have really jumped out at me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Think about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A name really does say something about you and maybe even your family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I can certainly say that we all feel it is important to try to uphold the honor of our names.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We should all also understand that when we do something to tarnish that family name, if can often be a long, hard road back from the point of disappointment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And sometimes our actions can negatively impact a name so much that it may never recover and always bring with it a negative reaction or thought.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Names like Hitler, Manson and Judas are some of the most infamous names a person could say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mainly because of the actions of the men who carried those names.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, those of us that consider ourselves Christ-Followers have allowed ourselves to be given a name as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a name that is added onto our given names and speaks volumes about who we are, or at least who we claim to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That name is “Christian”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dictionary.com defines this name as anyone who believes in Jesus Christ and is a person who exemplifies in his or her life the teaching of Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Basically when we take on this the name of Christian we are acknowledging that we are believers and followers of Jesus Christ and asked for Jesus to forgive us of our sins, be our personal Lord and Savior and we will strive to follow the example set by Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would certainly say that there is definitely some power in that name and it also brings with it a high responsibility to be a person who brings honor on Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have seen people connected with the church, including myself, wearing all of the Christian gear, having the fish on the back of the car, wearing the cross around our necks, and so on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But then we allow ourselves to slide outside of that name and take on other characteristics that are not usually present in the lives of a Christian.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We may not speak with love and compassion the way that Christ calls his followers to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe we participate in worldly activities such as improper relationships, partying, drinking and doing drugs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We may slide away from the much needed fellowship with other believers and before we know it, we are nowhere near the solid path that God would rather us journey on, and we find ourselves sinking deeper into the trappings of a dark world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And in the midst of this, all the while we wave the banner and continue to proclaim that are “Christians”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the world that has been watching us thinks to itself, “Why would I ever be associated with something like that?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They’re no different than I am.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we wonder why the word “Hypocrite” is used so often when the world refers to us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If we are authentic followers of Christ, we should all quickly understand that our actions, behavior and words scream load and clear who we truly are and impacts that name of Jesus Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a name that should not be taken on lightly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a name that we should be proud and honored to carry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a name that if represented properly can bring such love, mercy, compassion, blessing and even has the ability to help others realize an eternal life in paradise with our Creator.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if the name “Christian” is not cared for and used appropriately can do more harm than we ever thought possible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So next time you wonder what’s really in name, please remember that a name says far more than we realize and has the ability to help or harm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The choice is up to us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;In what ways do you think you negatively represent the name “Christian”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;In what ways do you think you positively represent the name “Christian”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Do you proudly carry that name or are you sometimes scared to show it off and maybe you even hide so others don’t notice?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What can you do to better represent the name “Christian”?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  God, I thank you for the privilege to be called your follower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to strive to represent the name of Christ in a way that will positively impact the people I encounter and shine brightly in a world that is need of seeing love, compassion and mercy and remove the image of hypocrisy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-5125292677564617977?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5125292677564617977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/monda-april-27th-2009-whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5125292677564617977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/5125292677564617977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/monda-april-27th-2009-whats-in-name.html' title='Monda, April 27th, 2009 &quot;What&apos;s In a Name?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6610631040429379224</id><published>2009-04-27T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:24:39.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, April 24th, 2009 "My Fav 5"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Friday, April 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: My Fav 5&lt;br /&gt;Text:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 138:2 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;I will bow down toward your holy temple&lt;br /&gt;    and will praise your name&lt;br /&gt;    for your love and your faithfulness,&lt;br /&gt;    for you have exalted above all things&lt;br /&gt;    your name and your word.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently on Facebook, there has been this pretty cool thing bouncing around.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It gives each person a chance to list 5 certain things about themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is really kind of silly, but it is also cool to go to the pages of some of my Facebook friends and see what they are listing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The categories are wide open, and you can even make up your own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of my favorites are, “5 Cars I’ve Owed” “My 5 Favorite Childhood Candies” “5 Favorite Vacation Spots” and “5 Favorite Sports Teams”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are tons of these things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I have enjoyed thinking back on some of those items I haven’t thought about in years.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have often wondered where God would fall in my Favorite 5.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where would God fall in your Favorite 5?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Would God even be in my Favorite 5?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At first glance I think it would be very easy to just say “yes” to that question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But don’t be so quick to fill out your ballot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just ponder that question for a few minutes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I would say that it would be very easy to consider God one of my Favorites.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But then there have been other instances in my life where God has just kind of messed things up for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you understand what I’m talking about?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being an authentic follower of the Creator of the Universe is not always an easy task.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I guess it shouldn’t be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wouldn’t it be a whole lot easier to not have to worry about following God’s will for your life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wouldn’t it be less stressful to not have the burden of knowing that we are called to be ambassadors for God in a world that doesn’t always want to hear what God truly has to say?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What about the time we spend in prayer, in study, in worship, in service?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, most of already have full plates and schedules that cause us to wish for more time or begin to pull our hair out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then you lump in the tug on our hearts and souls to give up personal time to serve in a soup kitchen, volunteer at the Salvation Army or go on some crazy mission trip to Africa.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Following God and doing the things that God has called us to do is not always easy and is certainly not always fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it is our call.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;This past weekend I was speaking at a youth event near Charlotte, NC.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was really looking forward to this weekend manly because I knew I’d have the chance to catch up with some other youth pastor friends and see how life was going for them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friend Bill was there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bill has been a longtime youth worker and is doing incredible things for the youth at his church in High Point, NC.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had also known, mainly because I had been stalking him on Facebook, that Bill had recently taken a trip to Kenya.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would read his status updates and I could tell that he had a great experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So when I found myself and Bill walking by ourselves I took the chance to inquire about his trip.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had expected the traditional response of, “Oh! It was an amazing trip.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The work was wonderful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My heart was blessed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hope to return one day.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, that was not the reaction I got at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bill turned and looked me square in the eye and simply said, “Steve, God ruined my life.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was stunned at first because I wasn’t quite sure where he was going with this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I also noticed that the look in his eye was not one of dread or regret, but was one of astonishment and blessing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bill went on to share almost every detail on this 2 week journey to Kenya.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He spoke of the clinic he served in and the children he played soccer with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He spoke of the orphanage that we spent time at and the families he met.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And he spoke of the fact that he has been blessed with so much and yet the people who he walked with and talked with and served during those 14 days were filled with such passion for God, such appreciation for God’s grace and so thankful for what they did have, even if they had no clue where their next meal would come from, how to put clothing on their backs or where they could possibly lay their heads that night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And now, even months after his return from Kenya, Bill is wrecked with the understanding that God has called him to do more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fact is that God has called all of us to do more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when that realization finally strikes us, it is something life-altering and can truly wreck your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You begin to put aside your dreams to embrace Gods. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t help but think that it is easy to sit back and view God almost as a big, fluffy, teddy bear that is always smiling and singing melodic songs to his creation when we are not fully understanding that to those who have been given much, much is required.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is easy to just keep our heads down, throw some money in the plate and wait for someone else to get their hands dirty and their lives ruined by God’s call.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Following God could lead to a change in plans, moving somewhere or studying something that you have never thought of before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could mean living a life with a little less financial security or retirement benefits.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could mean leaving a great job to spend the rest of your life pastoring a bunch of wild and crazy teenagers and dragging your family all over the map, or maybe even finding yourself in a clinic in the Congo.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who knows?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I do know that a wrecked life for God is far better than a plush life for the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being uncomfortable as I experience the need that some many in this world experience every day, so I can have the opportunity to be the hands and feet of the Famous One is far better than a penthouse on 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Avenue in New York City.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the scary thing is that when we are truly willing to follow God with a reckless abandon, there is no telling how God might change our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it is awesome to see what it is when it is revealed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, is God in your Fav 5?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He sure is in mine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Did it ever occur to you that God could wreck your life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What plans have you made for your life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Are you willing to put those plans aside to follow God’s call on your life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If so, are your really ready?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Maybe God has already started wrecking your life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If so, in what ways?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Symbol;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;·&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;How do you see God using you in ways that you may have not thought of before?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;God, I think I am finally beginning to understand that a life in you in not always easy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to embrace that and not fall victim to the laziness of this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to be your change agent in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to become your hands and your feet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to do what needs to be done and to use what you have blessed me with to impact a world that is in such need.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even if it means my life being wrecked for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Make me uncomfortable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Make be passionate.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to be a difference maker.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In your name.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6610631040429379224?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6610631040429379224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-april-24th-2009-my-fav-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6610631040429379224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6610631040429379224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-april-24th-2009-my-fav-5.html' title='Friday, April 24th, 2009 &quot;My Fav 5&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-3781511982002674519</id><published>2009-04-22T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:41:39.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009 "What Are You Doing?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wednesday, April 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Title: What Are You Doing?&lt;br /&gt;Text: James 2:15-17 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. &lt;sup&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;If one of you says to him, "Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it? &lt;sup&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have you heard of Twitter?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most people have heard of it by now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Twitter is a social networking site much like Facebook or MySpace and is certainly one that is taking the world by storm as it adds thousands of new members everyday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I’ve been on Facebook for years and love it, but for some reason, all these people talking about Twitter peaked my interest and I finally decided to go and check it out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the homepage of the Twitter website there is a short and cute little video that gives the viewer a glimpse into the world of Twitter and what it is all about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The video was entitled “What Are You Doing?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It started off by saying that is one of the most common questions people ask one another when they communicate with each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a simple question that usually gives us a chance to give a quick answer about what is going on in our lives, something we are currently involved in or passionate about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And every once in a while we may even reply with a “Nothing Much.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, this is the premise that Twitter uses to encourage people to become members of the community and follow the activities of others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And even give other people the opportunity to follow you and see what is taking place in your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In some ways it is pretty cool, but in others it can bring with it some pressure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, what if you aren’t doing anything?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is that what you put out there?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Excuse me world, I’m a slacker and doing absolutely nothing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, after I watched the video, the question of “What are you doing?” continued to run through my head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Over and over again I could hear it ringing in my thoughts and as I laid in the bed, trying to fall asleep, I began to examine exactly what I am doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I’m not talking about what I am doing at that moment or for a living, or in the morning or next week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what am I doing to reach the lost for Christ?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What am I doing to impact this world for the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;God&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What am I doing to meet the needs of those who have far less than I do?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What am I doing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am so blessed in so many ways.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have the greatest job in the world pastoring the most amazing youth in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have the opportunity and blessing to travel and share the good news of Jesus Christ with thousands of people a year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a beautiful and supportive Christian wife and remarkable children, who at this stage of their lives actually seem to like me and not think I’m a moron.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have great house, food in my belly, a gym membership, a car that currently runs, outstanding and true friends, an education and more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could go on for hours about the blessings in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, what am I really doing to pay back and make a real difference in the lives of others?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure, I know I am doing things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I even know that I have been humbled by the fact that God has used a guy like me to do work for him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But is it enough?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And over and over I keep coming up with the same answer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can never do enough to fully show my gratitude and reach retirement from serving my Lord and Savior, and I never want to feel like I have done enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And even the smallest of things that authentic Christ-Followers do to help others and spread the message of the gift of God’s grace and unconditional love is a step in the right direction and towards embracing the call on our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whether it is praying for others, providing random acts of kindness, serving at a local agency that meets the needs of others, going on a mission trip, playing BINGO at an assisted living facility, holding the door for a person who’s arms are full, putting together packs of personal supplies for area homeless or anything else that served others, it is doing something.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that is a whole lot better than doing nothing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what are you doing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you giving your all to do the things that God needs of you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you reaching out to the lost, meeting the needs of the less fortunate and loving your neighbor as yourself?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or are you exclaiming loud and clear to those who inquire that you are doing absolutely nothing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, what’s your answer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are you doing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For God that is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Are you doing enough?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When was the last time you really did something      that you feel made a difference for the Kingdom?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What else can you do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What are you passionate about?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can God use that passion to do God’s      work?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;God, what am I doing?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I doing enough?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Probably not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I ever do enough?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that I never get to the point that I feel like I have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to passionately burn for you and reach out to the lost, meet the needs of those in need, step out of my comfort zone and do something extraordinary for you and your kingdom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for using people like me to serve others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray for your guidance as I follow after you and do your work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I AM going to do something.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-3781511982002674519?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3781511982002674519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-22nd-2009-what-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3781511982002674519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3781511982002674519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-22nd-2009-what-are-you.html' title='Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009 &quot;What Are You Doing?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-8998367287514483966</id><published>2009-04-21T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:22:15.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 20th, 2009 "What Would You Say?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Monday, April 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Title: What Would You Say?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Text: Matthew 5:10 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;    for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sunday night after I returned from a youth event I entered my house and found my mom upstairs in the living room watching TV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My wife, Kim, had to run out of town and my mom had volunteered to come over and watch our children while I was at work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I noticed that she was watching the Ms. USA pageant and it was getting toward the end of the competition.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, being raised by a single mom, who use to compete in pageants as young woman, this was a common occurrence in our household and certainly not the first beauty pageant I’ve watched. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Something that made this pageant more intriguing was the fact that Ms. North Carolina was one of the 5 semifinalists, so I just sat back to see if she would win.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the last competitions these stunning and very articulate young ladies had to endure was none other than the “Interview” portion where they are asked a question and must, on the fly, give their answer with out any preparation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ms. &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;California&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;’s turn arrived and she gracefully approached her mark, where she received her question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was not just any question.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a question that was sure to bring a response that would certainly cause eyebrows to rise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The question was whether or not she thought that other states should follow the example of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vermont&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; in allowing “Same-Sex Marriages”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without hesitation, the beautiful young woman, who was a college junior at San Diego Christian College, looked out to the audience and confidently announced that while she thought it was wonderful that in our country people have the right to make choices, but that it was her belief that marriage should be looked upon in the traditional view as belonging to that of a man and a woman.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the time of her answer she was thought to have been in the lead to be crowned Ms. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After her answer some people cheered and other jeered as she made her way to the waiting area.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A few minutes later, when the winner was announced, Ms. &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;California&lt;/st1:state&gt; finished in 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; place to the winner, Ms. North &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Carolina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And almost immediately the buzz began.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was not a buzz over the excited and emotional winner of the pageant, but one that centered on the fact that Ms. California may not have given the answer many thought she should have, and it cost her The Crown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now, whether or not you agree with her answer, it was her answer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Was it wrong for her to give a genuine answer that was true to herself and more importantly, her beliefs?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She stood firm in what she believed and was fearless in the face of what I’m sure she realized would certainly become a fierce battle in the court of public opinion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She embraced her relationship with Christ and didn’t fold under the pressure of being the person God called her to be or the person the world thought she should be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Afterward she acknowledged that the answer probably cost her the realization of achieving her life-long dream, but followed that up with continuing to stand firm in her faith and say that if she had to do it over again, she would not change her answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am amazed and inspired that this young lady who authentically stood strong in her Christian beliefs. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For so many of us who face daily crossroads in our faith, we tend to fold under the pressure of much simpler questions, comments and decisions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We worry about whether people will like us, exclude us, think there is something wrong with us, and not want to be our friends any more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And instead of standing up in our relationship with Jesus Christ and acknowledging what our faith and beliefs are, we often take a road that will not cause us be persecuted for our faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What is wrong with us that we have to attack someone who is simply answering a question truthfully?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is wrong with us when we are more willing to stand with the world instead of standing beside the one who laid his life down for us?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And usually our questions don’t even come while standing on a stage in front of thousands of people and millions watching on television.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I do know that Ms. California has made an impact on my life, the kingdom and I hope inspired other Christians to give a response that is true to who they are in their beliefs and not one that will keep them out of the line of fire from a world who will take every opportunity to persecute them for their faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, what would you say?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have you ever been questioned about your      faith?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What was the question or      circumstance?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How did you respond?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Be truthful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How did people respond to what you had to say?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How can you prepare for situations like this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How can you help others stand firm in their      faith and give a response that is true to their faith?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What would you say if you were questioned right      now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;God, I need you strength and your presence to fill me heart, mind and soul.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to embrace my relationship with you in all situations and circumstances.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to find my strength and satisfaction in my relationship with you and not in whether or not the world is going to love and accept me, because I know you love and accept me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that when I am asked, I will honor you and shine brightly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-8998367287514483966?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8998367287514483966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-april-20th-2009-what-would-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8998367287514483966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8998367287514483966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-april-20th-2009-what-would-you.html' title='Monday, April 20th, 2009 &quot;What Would You Say?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-3338832106078397881</id><published>2009-04-17T13:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:04:46.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, April 17th, 2009 "WOW!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;FUSION Devo: Friday, April 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Title: WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Text: Psalm 100:4 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever been to a concert or major sporting event?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as soon as you found out that you were going you began to feel this spark of anticipation kindling inside of you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know what I’m talking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You begin to get so excited about the event and you start imagining how amazing and awesome the event is going to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And day by day, as the event gets closer and closer your excitement grows more and more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Almost to point that you just get giddy with excitement every time you think about it because you just know in your heart that what is going to take place is even better than the images you have conjured up in your mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been that situation before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was December 1988 and my best friend and I were on our way to our very first concert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, maybe it wasn’t my first concert, but I’m not going to count being dragged by my mom to a Kenny Rogers concert when I was 15 as real concert experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For weeks my buddy Kristian and I had been over the top excited about this concert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were on our way to see the hottest rock band of that time, Def Leopard, in the old Charlotte Coliseum, and we almost could not contain ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally the day arrived and as we drove down Independence Blvd in Charlotte, and we caught a glimpse of the large silver dome, knowing that we were about to have our faces rocked off, the conversation inside my blue 1979 Chevy Chevette stopped.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were too excited to speak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then as we entered the coliseum and found our seats I could almost feel my heart pounding outside of my chest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I know I had the craziest smile on my face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know this because the very nice stranger sitting beside told me so.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We just knew that it was going to be far more than a rock concert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We knew that it would be an experience that we would carry with us for the rest of our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even now as I describe this event to you I get goose bumps and feel my heart beat a little quicker.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We sat in eager anticipation of what would take place in that arena.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And you know what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a remarkable night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The environment was electrifying, the music was deafening and the concert was totally amazing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I can’t help but think that our attitude and mentality as we prepared to enter that environment helped make it more than a night of music being played, but instead a impactful night that has been burned into my brain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And all of this for a rock band.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But something confuses me about this type of experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why is it that we can become over-the-top excited about going to see our favorite band play live in concert, or watch our favorite team compete, but when it comes to having the opportunity to stand in the presence of God and worship God, we sometimes act as if we are bored or in some cases would rather be receiving a root canal?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God is the true “Famous One” who has created the heavens and the earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God breathed life into creation, molded you and I in the palm of his hand, and even though God is the master of the universe, is all, knows all and is everywhere, still makes time to be personally involved in our individual lives and passionately in love with us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God knows you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last time I checked, I feel pretty sure that Def Leopard, Coach K and David Crowder have no clue who “Steve Keaton” is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But God knows everything about me and you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So why don’t we enter the presence of God with the excitement and with the eager anticipation that God is not only going to show up but blow our minds when he does?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t help but think that my concert experience when I was 18 years old we so amazing because I eagerly anticipated it to be amazing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure if I would have gone in with an “I’d rather be somewhere else” attitude I would have not had near the experience I did.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I know the same occurs when we don’t prepare our hearts, minds and souls for worshipping God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And when we do prepare ourselves what we will then experience will transcend our greatest expectations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because God is God!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our worship of God is not all about us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that is hard to believe and our culture has taken on this attitude that worship is about us being fed, filled and entertained.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the fact is that worship is our time to thank God for all that God has done for us and show how much we appreciate the many blessings that have been given to us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, when enter his gates with thanksgiving and are willing to praise God for all we have, our hearts can’t help but prepare us to be blessed and amazed as we stand in the presence of the Almighty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next time you enter a worship setting, I challenge you to take the time to pray for God to fill you with the Spirit and open you heart, mind and soul, and approach God with eager anticipation of what can and will take place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then you will have the opportunity to experience something life-changing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;What      is your attitude when you go to worship?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;What      are your expectations when you go to worship God?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;How      can you better prepare yourself to experience the presence of God?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;Your      attitude is contagious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How does      your attitude affect those around you in a worship setting?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;How      can God use you more to positively impact the worship environment?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  God, I pray that I will begin to understand exactly what worship is all about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that I will truly understand that worship is about us showing and expressing our love and appreciate for all you have done for us, instead of entering the setting with of attitude of needing to be entertained.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know if I open my heart and mind that you will show up in a mighty way and truly amaze me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And through that experience I will grow in my understanding of how I can impact this world for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-3338832106078397881?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3338832106078397881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-april-17th-2009-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3338832106078397881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/3338832106078397881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-april-17th-2009-wow.html' title='Friday, April 17th, 2009 &quot;WOW!&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-8668961990137095358</id><published>2009-04-15T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:58:18.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 15th, 2009 "Excuses, Excuses"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Wednesday, April 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Title: Excuses, Excuses&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Text: Philippians 4:13 (NIV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I can do all everything through him who gives me strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Wow!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have we become a society of excuse makers or what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seems like we can come up with an excuse for just about anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve all heard the “The dog ate my homework excuse” haven’t we?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I was a cop in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; I sure did hear some wild ones from some of the guys that I would arrest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether it was the guy who drove his car through the front of a closed store to make change in the cash register so that his daughter wouldn’t have to take a $5 bill to school to pay for lunch the next day, or the guy who I ticketed for driving 65 in a 35 mile per hour zone because his shoelace got caught on the accelerator, even though he was wearing slip-on shoes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The list could go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Even in our day-to-day lives we tend to sometimes work harder to come up with a high-quality excuse than simply give the effort to accomplish what we need to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could be getting out of work, why not to do our homework, find some reason to not have to cut the grass and so on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it could just be laziness I guess.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe me, I can often identify with this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not the biggest fan of doing the yard work, and will usually daydream about excuses I could come up with to get out of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when it comes down to it, it is still my responsibility.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then when I get out in the yard and get the grass cut, the driveway edged and the weeds ate, I usually feel a sense of accomplishment and I’m glad I did the work that needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Unfortunately excuses seem to be a common occurrence when it comes to our faith as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you heard the old adage, “In the church 20% of the people do 80% of the work.”?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s probably because it often seems like the other 80% of the people are sitting on their big “Buts”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know what I mean.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I’d love to be a part of that committee, BUT I just don’t have the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, I would be glad to teach that Sunday School class, BUT I don’t really feel comfortable talking in front of people.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The BUTS go on forever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Excuses sometimes flow like the thousands of gallons of rolling whitewater over &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Niagara   Falls&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have all said them in some form or fashion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I’m too old.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m too young.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m too tired.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m too busy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could be dangerous.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know enough about the Bible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not cool enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m too cool for that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is too far away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friends aren’t going.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m afraid they will not like me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want people to think I’m a freak.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not fun enough.” I’m sure we can add a couple of hundred more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Excuses have just become a part of lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we seem to have no problem coming up with an excuse to not be the people God has formed us to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if we would do those things, the sense of accomplishment and purpose would truly help us to know that this is the life we are supposed to be experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;You see we are all created by the architect of the universe. The same one who placed the stars in the sky, lined up the planets and started them in motion and carved the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Grand Canyon&lt;/st1:place&gt; is the same one that formed us on the divine potter’s wheel. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We have all been formed to be the reflection of Christ in this world, and that means it is our responsibility to put aside our excuses and do whatever God needs us to do whenever God needs us to do it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether it is serving on mission team or being a part of regular fellowship of other believers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could be sharing the good news of Jesus Christ with someone else or standing up for a person who is being treated unjustly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is just no excuse good enough for not doing what we should do. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is our calling to do all of these things and more.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if we would drop the excuses and draw closer to God we would begin to find strength in the fact that we can do all things through the strength of Jesus Christ that flows through our veins, fills our lungs and brings coherent thought to our brains.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hear me again; nothing is impossible when God is in the mix.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If God calls us, God will give us all the things we need to accomplish the task we face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even it that task means stepping out if our comfort zone and doing something a little wild and crazy for Christ.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Isn’t that the example that Jesus set for us?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Didn’t he dance with danger, step on toes and cause a buzz everywhere he went?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I bet that Jesus, if he had the chance, would have even done a cannonball on the shallow end of the pool.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And never did an excuse form in his brain or cross his lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;I think it is time to put the excuses aside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s step to the edge and face the opportunities that lye in front of us and jump headfirst into the life that God has planned for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then and only then will be begin to feel the strength that God promises those who authentically and passionate follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;What are the things that you usually      come up with excuses to get out of?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;What areas of your faith do you most      make excuses to get out of?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sharing      your faith?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being a part of      fellowship with other Christ-Followers?&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Spending time in prayer &amp;amp; study?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;What are the real reasons for making      excuses in those areas?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;What does the knowing that you can do      all things through the strength of Christ mean to you? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;God, please move in my life and help me to stop making excuses and start making a difference for you in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to push out of my comfort zone and embrace the fact that you have called me to do amazing and sometimes even wild and crazy things for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pray that I will no longer make excuses to get out of doing what I know I need to do as a follower of you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am yours and I want to do whatever you need me to do, whenever you need me to do it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is exactly what you have done for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-8668961990137095358?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8668961990137095358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-15th-2009-excuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8668961990137095358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/8668961990137095358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-15th-2009-excuses.html' title='Wednesday, April 15th, 2009 &quot;Excuses, Excuses&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-7904267737622246425</id><published>2009-04-13T20:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:08:49.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 13th, 2009 "It Is Game Time!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Monday, April 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Title: It Is Game Time!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Text: 1&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;Corinthians 12:12-27 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The body is a unit, though it is made up of many parts; and though all its parts are many, they form one body. So it is with Christ. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28632" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;For we were all baptized by&lt;sup value="" href="http://www.blogger.com/%22#fen-NIV-28632c%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;one Spirit into one body—whether Jews or Greeks, slave or free—and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28633" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;Now the body is not made up of one part but of many. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28634" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;If the foot should say, "Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body," it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28635" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;And if the ear should say, "Because I am not an eye, I do not belong to the body," it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28636" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28637" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;But in fact God has arranged the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28638" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;If they were all one part, where would the body be? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28639" value="20"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;As it is, there are many parts, but one body. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28640" value="21"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;The eye cannot say to the hand, "I don't need you!" And the head cannot say to the feet, "I don't need you!" &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28641" value="22"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;On the contrary, those parts of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28642" value="23"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;and the parts that we think are less honorable we treat with special honor. And the parts that are unpresentable are treated with special modesty, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28643" value="24"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;while our presentable parts need no special treatment. But God has combined the members of the body and has given greater honor to the parts that lacked it, &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28644" value="25"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;so that there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28645" value="26"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-28646" value="27"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here it is the middle of April and I am already craving some football.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who am I kidding?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was shedding a few tears 10 minutes after the Super Bowl ended.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have seen the annual March Madness extravaganza come and go, and that certainly diverted my attention for a few weeks, but once I recovered from watching the Tar Heels celebrate their national championship, I have once again began longing for those hot summer days when young men, and sometimes young ladies, put on the pads and helmet and begin to move from being 11 individuals to 1 team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I played football while in school and I have had the privilege of coaching football.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As much as it would be awesome to suit up once again, I know I would get killed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gridiron is no place for a 39-year-old youth pastor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unless that youth pastor was Brett Favre!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, I think one reason I am so in love with the sport of football is because what it takes to form a successful team.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see, football is different than any other sport.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unlike basketball where you basically need 5 athletes that can all run up and down a court without passing out and who can all shoot the basketball pretty decently, or&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;soccer where you need players who can run miles and miles all over the pitch and then have the coordination to dribble a soccer ball, kick it and pass it to other players, or baseball where if you can’t hit that little white pill with a toothpick you don’t really help the team any, football is the one sport that takes all types of guys to make the team successful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes big and not-so-fast guys that are strong enough to push another guy where he needs him to go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes guys that smaller and fast who can run with great speed past defenders.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes guys who can throw the ball very far and accurately, while other guys can go and pluck it out of the air like a Frisbee-catching dog.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes guys who are willing to run through a wall to make a tackle, while others can kick the pig skin a country mile.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if a team doesn’t posses guys with all of those characteristics, and who aren’t willing to use their abilities, then it is hard for the group to become a true team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;When football season begins and all my little 7,8 &amp;amp; 9 year old football players come out to the field for the first time, I am often bombarded by questions about how they can be the quarterback.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone wants to be quarterback.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I even wanted to play quarterback.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why wouldn’t a football player have dreams of being the quarterback?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Doesn’t the quarterback usually get his picture on the cover of Sports Illustrated or highlighted on ESPN?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Doesn’t the quarterback date the prettiest girl and get voted Prom King?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t recall ever seeing a big offensive lineman win the Heisman Trophy or get voted the NFL’s Most Valuable Player.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I can’t tell you how many times the QB has received those things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sure all of those things are great in a fantasy world, but in the game of football, a quarterback is nothing without the other 10 guys around him that makes his job possible.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He can’t pass the ball to himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is why receivers are needed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The QB can’t run the ball every time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is why running backs are needed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And none of that would be possible without the big, beefy boys in the trenches, snapping the ball and blocking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And do I even need to mention the defense?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see, it takes all types, embracing their jobs and doing their best to do their part to make the team function the way it was designed to function.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We Christians are lot like a football team.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, I can hear some of you saying, “I hate football!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s barbaric!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t even like sports.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that’s okay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don’t have to be a sports fan or a lover of football to get what I am saying.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see we each have been given wonderful and amazing gifts by God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each of us have a true purpose to our lives, and part of that purpose is for us to work side by side, each day of our lives to accomplish the tasks ahead of us as Christ-Followers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are called to share the good news of the grace, mercy and love of our savior Jesus Christ with a world that so desperately needs it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But for us to fully work the way we should, we must understand that it takes more than the one who is able to stand up in the pulpit and use eloquent words to reach those in the darkness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No, it takes those who are willing and able to get their hands and feet dirty and get into the muck.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes those who are talented musically as well as those who are willing to use their artistic abilities to paint a portrait of God’s undeniable love for creation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes individuals who will work behind the scenes to get everything set up and moving smoothly so others can accomplish the tasks that line up with their gifts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And instead of getting so wrapped up and upset because we aren’t the quarterback, realize that without the lineman doing all of the dirty and thankless work, there is no way the team could ever taste victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If we begin to realize these things, we will become a truly unstoppable force.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we embrace the fact that our abilities are God given and that the plan is for us to reach a world full of lost and help them cross from the darkness into the Promised Land, we will be more amazing than any sports dynasty ever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And our reward is far greater than any trophy, gaudy piece of jewelry or some silly ticker-tape parade.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is the knowing that we have fulfilled our purpose and helped our team reach its goal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s game time people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s go!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So join me in the huddle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s get our play, fulfill our assignments and watch God lead us on to victory.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Have you wondered what your gifts are?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Maybe you have an idea what your gifts      are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How have you used them to join      other in reaching the lost?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How could you better use them to      fulfill your purpose?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Do you know others who haven’t realized      their gifts, or maybe have but are using them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How can God use you to reach them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;God, thank you for making me unique and special. Thank you for the amazing gifts you have blessed me with. Help me not to get wrapped up in wishing I were someone you didn’t design me to be. Help me to embrace who I am and do all in my power to display those gifts while helping the team fulfill the mission and game plan you have placed before us. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-7904267737622246425?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7904267737622246425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-april-13th-2009-it-is-game-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7904267737622246425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7904267737622246425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-april-13th-2009-it-is-game-time.html' title='Monday, April 13th, 2009 &quot;It Is Game Time!&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-1882839841239762025</id><published>2009-04-11T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:20:48.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, April 10th, 2009 "Do You Have a Few Minutes?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tsunami Devotional by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Friday, April 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Title: Do You Have a Few Minutes?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Text: Matthew 6:5-6&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. &lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Do you have a cell phone?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure you do, and if you don’t you have either had one and lost it, or you are seriously thinking about getting a phone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I went to a middle school to eat lunch with some of my youth the other day, and I was astonished at the number of 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade guys and girls sitting at the table texting each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes they were texting the person just across the table from them instead of taking the time to look at that person and say what they wanted to say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, as any good youth pastor would do, I joined in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was crazy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few weeks ago my 10 year old son Tyler, who is in 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade, asked when he was going to get a cell phone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t respond and simply turned up the car radio in hopes that he wouldn’t ask the question again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I have had a cell phone since they hit the market back in the early 90’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever watched the show “Saved by the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bell&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;”?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a wholesome show about 6 teens as they made their way through their years at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bayside&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;High School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, my first phone was the same phone that the character Zack had on the show.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;IT WAS HUGE!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That phone was larger than a VHS cassette tape.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I thought I was the real deal as I drove around town talking on my new mobile phone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was way better than stopping at a pay phone and dropping in a quarter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Well today I have graduated from the 5lb brick phone to a very trendy and sleek Blackberry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I must tell you that I am fully addicted to my Blackberry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With the unlimited texting and data plan that enables me to check my email, surf the internet and update my Facebook at the drop of a hat, I am truly a participant on the Information Super Highway&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I often get so consumed with my phone that I have named it my “Crackberry”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a name that is commonly used for us who are so attached to these phones.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a sickness, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The one thing I have really noticed over the past few years is owe much we rely on this form of communication.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether it is text messaging on our cell phones, instant messaging on our computers or even shooting out a quick email or changing our status on Facebook, we have really become a society that has quickly moved further and further away from the intimacy of the spoken conversation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of just saying what we would like to say to another person, we just fire it out with a series of coded letters and symbols to get our message across.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the sad thing is that I feel this lack of personal interaction has even transferred over to our ability to have a real and personal conversation with God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Think about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the midst of our fast-paced lives it has become easier to just send a snippet of information than to take the time to have a meaningful dialogue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that often takes place in our prayer life as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Think back on a time when you have just sat down and had a great conversation with someone you care about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What did it feel like?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can remember having some of those times when I just wished that time would never end.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It felt comfortable, safe and meaningful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It felt as if a wonderful and valuable gift had just been exchanged, and that the priceless gift of someone’s time was graciously given to me, with nothing expected in return.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we take the time to put down the cell phone, combat the urge to log onto Facebook and instead, make the time to sit down for a personal talk with God, we will experience that very same feeling.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God-Followers are so blessed to have the amazing and thrilling opportunity to spend personal time with the Famous One.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we approach God, we never get a busy signal or a, “I’ll have to call you back later” response.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We immediately get the undivided attention of the one who loves us more than we could possibly know.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don’t have to go through some religious leader or have anyone else speak on our behalf.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We just call out to God and we are instantly sitting face-to-face with the same person who created the universe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But far too often we just don’t seem to take advantage of this gift.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I am as guilty as anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So, will you join me in making the time each day to call a time out and exit off of the &lt;st1:street st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address st="on"&gt;Information Super Highway&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; for little while?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you accompany me on my quest to put down the Crackberry and take part in a daily, intimate and personal conversation with God?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that when we truly give God our time we will be blessed beyond our wildest dreams.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will learn things we never thought possible and experience things we could have never hoped for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a feeling that if we listen close enough, God has a lot to say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s take the time and see what it is.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" type="circle"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How often do you spend personal time      with God?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do you think it is      enough?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;What things tend to distract you from      give God the quality time God desires from you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How can you improve this area of your      spiritual life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God, I know that I probably don’t spend enough time with you each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know that you desire for me to speak to you, to share with you all the things taking place in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know that you love me so much that you want me to include you more, and the best way of doing that is through have a deeper conversation with you each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Help me to grow in my desire to make that happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Help me to become more disciplined and make this time with you a great priority in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I know by doing so, I will truly experience an amazing interaction, blessing and gift through our time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you for loving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amen.&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/2012804237223672174-1882839841239762025?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1882839841239762025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-april-10th-2009-do-you-have-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1882839841239762025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/1882839841239762025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-april-10th-2009-do-you-have-few.html' title='Friday, April 10th, 2009 &quot;Do You Have a Few Minutes?&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-9195944355005414632</id><published>2009-04-08T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:45:51.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 8th, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devo by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Wednesday, April 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Title: Supernatural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Text: John 6:10-13 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus said, "Have the people sit down." There was plenty of grass in that place, and the men sat down, about five thousand of them. Jesus then too the loaves, gave thanks, and distributed to those who were seated as much as they wanted.  He did the same with the fish.  When they had all had enough to eat, he said to his disciples, "Gather the pieces that are left over.  Let nothing be wasted."  So they gathered them and filled twelve baskets with the pieces of the five barley loaves left over by those who had eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Every since I was a young boy there have always been a few things that could really catch my attention and cause me to really give my undivided attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The first is no shocker to those who know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love food, especially when I am about to dive into something that I really enjoy eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The second thing that can captivate me is sports and probably more specifically the game of football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It doesn’t matter if it is little guy football or the professionals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love football!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And last but not least is any type of magic or illusions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not because I necessarily believe in it, but more so due to the fact that it amazes me how with the simplest of tricks and a slight of hand a person can appear to do something supernatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Growing up, the top illusionist was David Copperfield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can remember him doing things such as making the Statue of Liberty and the Eiffel Tower disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And once he even came to more hometown of Charlotte, NC and allowed his crew to strap him into some crazy box and then he had to escape the box and get out of a building before it was blown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And in all of these cases, David Copperfield was successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today there is a new breed of illusionist that gives the impression of possessing supernatural abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Criss Angel is an edgy, dark and young guy that just does some crazy things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He seems to read minds and levitates and on one occasion even attempted to stand on water, as a crowd of so called skeptics stood by in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People run around yelling and screaming and others simply stand in stunned silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And it all appears to be supernatural and that these guys must obviously posses some special power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But even as much as I attentively watch these men do their tricks, I still can’t help but feel that they could never stand next to the power and Godly presence of Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Throughout scripture the amazing miracles and acts of the risen savior are revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From turning water into wine at a wedding reception to strolling out to the boat load of disciples in the middle of the lake, Jesus never seems interested in making a spectacle of himself, or gathering a crowd of spectators and announcing, “Now, for my next trick…”. Even down to being filled with the compassion for healing the paralyzed, restoring sight to the blind, raising people from the dead and catering an entire dinner party for a crowd of thousands with just a couple of fish and a few loaves of bread, Jesus is less about the show, and more and the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is being supernatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is other-worldly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is the power or God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In today’s world, we tend to find it very easy to allow the world to throw the smoke and mirrors at us that will cause us to begin to believe the way the world wants us to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But our faith is more than falling for some tricks or relying on the man behind the curtain that is flipping the switches and pulling the strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Instead, we should long to draw closer to the creator, keep our eyes on the savior and then we will truly experience the eye-popping, jaw-dropping power of the Master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And that is something worth our undivided attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is something supernatural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Look      at a couple of the miracles Jesus does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is a common thread throughout them all?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is different about the reaction of Jesus after these supernatural acts that place than you see in the illusionist of today?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In      scripture, what does the reaction of the followers of Jesus tend to be      during his miracles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do they draw      strength and inspiration from what they have witnessed?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How      can we draw strength from those same miracles?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In      what supernatural ways have you seen Jesus work in your life, or the lives      of others you know?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;God, Thank you for your strength and power. Thank you for your love and your compassion. Thank you for sending your son to this world and the examples that Jesus set for all his followers. Help me to draw strength and encouragement from the mighty acts of service, healing and kindness that Jesus did many years ago, and enable that same supernatural power of love to flow through me to all I encounter. And through this, bring you all honor and glory. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-9195944355005414632?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/9195944355005414632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-8th-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/9195944355005414632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/9195944355005414632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-8th-2009.html' title='Wednesday, April 8th, 2009'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-6959482884795669110</id><published>2009-04-06T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:57:31.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devo by Steve Keaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday, April 6th, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: Keep Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text:  2 Timothy 4:6-8 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. 7I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 8Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I have been an athlete. I’ve have always tried to stay active and do my best to keep in shape. Sometimes that shape has been a bit rounder than other times, but I have usually tried to keep moving. Whether it was playing sports like football, basketball and baseball throughout my school years and even as an adult playing softball, golf and even some pick-up b-ball, I have loved the competition that sports brings with it. And even over the past 10 years I have kind of directed that passion for activity into some different directions. I’ve competed in a few triathlons, run a few distance races and other things like that. And even now you can find me at the gym 5 or so days a week lifting weights and running on the treadmill. Man, if I didn’t work out I’d probably weigh 500lbs. God did not bless us Keaton’s with a metabolism.&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with running has always been one of the Love-Hate variety. At the age of 39 I find that sometimes I have to spend more time stretching for the run than the actual run itself. And when I get started, I can feel every twist and pull of every muscle, tendon and ligament for the first mile of so. It is almost as if my body is fighting itself as every joint gets lubricated. And even then my mind begins talking to me. I know I sound crazy, but at the beginning of each run I can hear my brain telling, “Dude! What are you doing? You’re getting too old for this! Come on Steve! Just stop running. It is okay man, everyone’s doing it!” And you know what? As these thoughts run through my mind I actually find myself beginning to seriously think about stopping. But, then I begin to tell myself that I can do it. I can finish the distance I’m shooting for that day. And then my mind begins to take over and I find the strength to push through. When I finish that run, and walk away, I always feel the same way. I always feel exilerated, stronger and as if I accomplished something that I could have easily given up on. Stopping is easy. I also know that once I stop, it would be a whole lot harder to start back. So, I push through and reach my goal.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have really come to realize that our journey with Christ is very similar to that of a long distance run. I think a lot of people tend to view our Christian Walk as a sprint to the finish line, but I am certain that it is a very long and intense run that requires a tremendous about of endurance. Think about your journey. Where have you come from and where are you trying to get to? As Christ-Followers we should understand that our finish line is when we leave this world and enter the gates of paradise. But there is a lot of distance between this place and that. And during our travels, we will most likely experience a lot of questions and doubt to whether or not we can finish the race. This world will do all it can to try to get us to stop. The world will do all it can to cause us to stumble, fall, slow down and make us question ourselves and our ability to stay on the course. But we must push through all of that. We must draw on the fact that the strength we have in us for this race doesn’t even come from us. Instead, we are to understand that we are strengthened by our relationship with our Savior and our Creator. And the more we push on, the more the focus on the finish line, the more we commit to completing the course ahead of us, the stronger we will run and we will finish.&lt;br /&gt;During the triathlons and other 10K runs I have competed in, one thing that was always a blessing was that as I made my way down the race course, it was always lined with people. Strangers, most of which I had never seen before and hadn’t seen since. And these strangers were not just quietly standing there as we raced past. No, these people played a vital role of giving us a great deal of support through cheering for the runners, waving and encouraging us to keep running. I can’t tell you how much those people blessed us during those times. And because of their encouragement I was able to push through the pain and finish. Well, know that you are also surrounded by people who love you and are encouraging you as you run the faith race in front of you. Listen closely, because they are there praying for you, cheering for you and letting you know that you can make it.&lt;br /&gt;And one day, as we cross the finish line despite every attempt this world has made to get us to stop and quit, know that you will stand before God and receive something far greater than any amount of prize money or an Olympic Gold Medal. You will hear your Creator say, “Well done my good and faithful servant. Well done.” So, let’s keep running. Oh! Stretch first. You’d hate to pull a hammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• How do you think you’re doing in your race?&lt;br /&gt;• How can you find the encouragement you need to continue on your journey?&lt;br /&gt;• Are you training for the race?  Fellowship, prayer, study?  These are the things that give us fuel for our journey.&lt;br /&gt;• How can God use you to help encourage others to not quit running and continue on their journey?&lt;br /&gt;• How can God use you to reach others who haven’t received Christ as their savior and then help them start their own race?&lt;br /&gt;• Make a list of those people and how God can use you to reach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Few Minutes with God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me to understand that this Christian journey I am on is not a sprint, but a marathon. Help me to open my heart and mind to hear and experience the love and encouragement from so many people as I run the race ahead of me. And help me to do the same to encourage others on their path towards a life in paradise with you. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-6959482884795669110?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6959482884795669110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/tsunami-ministries-devo-by-steve-keaton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6959482884795669110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/6959482884795669110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/tsunami-ministries-devo-by-steve-keaton.html' title=''/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-2706133274040550855</id><published>2009-04-03T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:22:54.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridau, April 3rd, 2009 "B-E-A-Utiful"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsunami Ministries Devo by Steve Keaton&lt;br /&gt;Friday, April 3rd, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: B-E-A-Utiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Romans 10:14-15 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? 15And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, due mainly due the fact that I am an extremely hard-headed man, that when it comes to getting the message of God out to this world that I have just got to become more hands on. You know, it is a very humanist and worldly way of thinking when we say things like, “Well, we’ve planned a good event. They should just show up. It’s not my fault that they aren’t Christians. Our church is great and if they would just show up they’d see.” I even had a problem with the little tag line that the United Methodist Church used a few years back. “Open Hearts, Open Minds, Open Doors.” As a whole I think the notion was a great one. We should have open hearts and open minds when dealing with a hurting and lost world. And I even understand where they were coming from with the “Open Doors” portion of that phrase. But, as I spent more time with people and they would throw that statement around, I couldn’t help but get the feeling that they looked at it from a, “Well, our doors are open. We’re in here waiting on you. Just come on in.” state of mind. And that saddens me. But as I have pondered that phrase over and over again, I can’t help but think that most of us Christians have thought that very same thing. We have worked to make everything nice and welcoming inside the walls of our safe comfort zone. But very few of us have truly embraced the fact that if we are authentic Christ-Followers, we have been called to “Go!” And by “Go” I mean go everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew 28:16-20 we find the “Great Commission”. It is the challenge and marching orders from Jesus to all of us to hit the streets and get the word out. It tells us to go to every part of this big rock we call home and on those travels, do all we can to reach, teach, serve, and show all people about God’s amazing love and grace. And through that interaction and the relationships we build, help those souls who are wandering in the darkness, lost and seeking safety, shelter and the love of their creator, find their way home, and into the warmth and comfort of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get so wrapped up in thinking that we have done all we can do, or should do to help the lost. Sure, we may collect some cans for the homeless, take a mission trip and rebuild some homes, or sponsor some children through an organization like World Vision or Compassion International. And I am not saying that those are great things that impact lives and souls. But when was the last time we seized the opportunity to take God to this world? When was the last we grabbed theses chances by the collar and enabled the Holy Spirit to speak through us? When was the last time we prayed with a stranger or sincerely shared with someone that God loves them? If we are not doing those things, then we have become a church who has not bought into the call that Jesus has places on our lives and we are not serving the way we are called to serve or being the church we are called to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can no longer sit back and ask ourselves why people are choosing the world instead of God. These people can’t be expected to come to God, embrace the presence of God’s love and receive salvation if they have never heard or more importantly witnessed the life-changing, unconditional love of their creator. They can’t be expected to understand that there is a way out of the darkness and the life of doom they are in unless we first understand that it is our job and calling to take the news to them. How can one love something if they have no clue there is something to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends, this world will do all in its power to stop you from taking the Good News of Jesus Christ to the people who need to hear it. This world will throw every roadblock at you and make you feel that you aren’t worthy enough, that you are smart enough or Christian enough to do the work God has called us to do. But the world is wrong. You are exactly what God needs, desires and counts on to be the presenter of the greatest message one could ever hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are we waiting for? Let’s get up, let’s get out and let’s hit the road. We have a lot of ground to cover. Ready or not world, here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something to Think About:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In what ways have you taken the word of God’s love and the message of Jesus Christ to this world? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Matthew 28:16-20&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What does Matthew 28:16-20 say to you? How can you make this commission a part of your life? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make of list of people that you know you can share the message of God’s love with? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is stopping you from doing so?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Few Minutes with God: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me to move beyond my comfort zone and outside the walls of my church to take your amazing and life-changing message to a world that needs to hear it. Help me to share and show your love with all people. Help me to be a messenger for you to a world in need. Thank you for your call on my life. Thank you for counting on me to share this wonderful message with a hurting word. Please reveal to me all who need to hear and I pray I will make a difference for you in this world. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-2706133274040550855?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2706133274040550855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/fridau-april-3rd-2009-b-e-utiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2706133274040550855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/2706133274040550855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/fridau-april-3rd-2009-b-e-utiful.html' title='Fridau, April 3rd, 2009 &quot;B-E-A-Utiful&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012804237223672174.post-7912163471945183971</id><published>2009-04-01T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:16:33.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, April 1st, 2009 "Don't Be A Fool"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday, April 1st, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title: Don’t Be a Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text: Psalm 92:5-7 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 How great are your works, O LORD, how profound your thoughts! 6 The senseless man does not know, fools do not understand, 7 that though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April Fool’s Day is a crazy day isn’t it? Think about it. It is the one day of the year that you really have to be on your guard when it comes to whether or not to believe something that someone has to tell you. And of course we have all been in that situation on April 1st when in the midst of a conversation someone screams out in some obnoxious voice “April Fools! I got you!” Every time I think of it I feel like I’m on some hidden camera games show or that Ashton Kutcher is going to jump out of the shadows, wearing that dorky trucker hat and tell me that I just got punked! I can even remember my mother telling me that she was rushed to hospital on April 1st, 1970 thinking that I was about to arrive. Haha. I didn’t show up until April 5th!!! April Fools, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being fooled or being considered by others to be a fool is not something we typically like. Now, as most may know, I don’t mind making a fool of myself and I can take a joke, but I don’t like being played for a fool. But I am amazed by the number of people in our world today that are still fooled by this world about the existence and presence of God. I was listening to a Christian radio station on the internet the other day and they were talking about an Atheist organization in the western part of the country that had started a billboard campaign that simply read, “Don’t Believe in God. You’re Not Alone.” I guess this attempt at marketing was done to bring some peace and assurance to those who simply can’t accept that there is an amazing creator, sustainer and provider that has brought everything and everyone into existence. And maybe if they hear that someone else my not believe either, they will not even attempt to seek the truth that God does exist.&lt;br /&gt;In 2004 I had the wonderful blessing of doing something that I had always dreamt of. I flew to California to help a friend and his wife move back to South Carolina after his wife’s contract as a traveling nurse in San Diego ended. We loaded up the U-Haul trailer and the 3 of us jumped into the little, green Mustang and we hit the road. When it wasn’t my turn to drive I would pour my 6’3”, 255 lbs body into the back seat. It was one of the most uncomfortable trips I had ever taken. But during that 4 day trip, driving from 8AM to 10PM every day, I would catch myself staring out the back window of that car and awed by the beautiful landscape of our country. Whether it was the painted dessert of the southwest, flat farmlands of Oklahoma, or the lush green trees of the Blue Ridge Mountains, I couldn’t help but worship God for the amazing, brilliant and creative brush God used to form creation. As I watched my children enter this world, take their first breath and cry out their welcome to the world, I stood in awesome wonder of the presence of God. As I watch my wife compassionately nurture and mold our children from little people into remarkable human beings, I can’t help but feel God’s hand holding us securely and guiding our lives. As I spend time with the youth I pastor and share with them that they have been created for a very special purpose and that God has gifted them to live a life that will impact this world for good, I can almost hear God’s words in my ears giving me the right things to say to them. How in all of those events and countless others can a person not acknowledge the presence, support, creation and mostly the unconditional love of God?&lt;br /&gt;As the scripture tells us, God’s works are so great and profound. But for some reason, senseless people act as fools and do not or choose not to understand. And that saddens me. However, I do know one thing. I am no fool, and I will do all in my power to help bring understanding of God’s Grace to those who have allowed the world to fool them into thinking that all of this has happened by mistake or coincident. Because only a fool could truly believe that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012804237223672174-7912163471945183971?l=tsunamiministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7912163471945183971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-1st-2009-dont-be-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7912163471945183971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012804237223672174/posts/default/7912163471945183971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tsunamiministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesday-april-1st-2009-dont-be-fool.html' title='Wednesday, April 1st, 2009 &quot;Don&apos;t Be A Fool&quot;'/><author><name>stevekeaton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04021693597459830758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6EGuij_kqJk/S89vD5qlbFI/AAAAAAAAACE/laHE-rbGlE4/S220/SteveKeaton3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
