<?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-3134933581326636690</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:07:53.026-08:00</updated><category term='Father'/><category term='9/11'/><category term='Holy Spirit'/><category term='Hell'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='God&apos;s thoughts toward us'/><category term='Email Etiquette'/><category term='Heaven'/><title type='text'>Scotty Rogers Online</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3935800830386765160</id><published>2009-08-12T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:56:02.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><summary type='text'>Well, I guess I am done blogging for a while. I finally broke down and joined Facebook. I can't believe it either.Check it out and let's be "friends" there. Go to www.facebook.com.Peace out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3935800830386765160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3935800830386765160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3935800830386765160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3935800830386765160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-645298144249315921</id><published>2009-07-31T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:31:15.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Beach Pics</title><summary type='text'>We've had a good time here in Gulf Shores, Alabama this week and leave in the morning. Here's ssome more pics before we go.ClaireCollinCalebThe Three C's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/645298144249315921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=645298144249315921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/645298144249315921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/645298144249315921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-beach-pics.html' title='More Beach Pics'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SnOziau2r-I/AAAAAAAAAc8/-gMbdtQsS8w/s72-c/Claire+pig+tails.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8479684491478479697</id><published>2009-07-29T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:00:07.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Trip</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to being able to take a few days off from work, cheaper meals via grocery shopping and a kitchen in our condo, and some assistance from family, we are at the beach in Gulf Shores, Alabama. It is a fun time as a family. The kids love it and so do we. Here are a few pictures from our first day and a half.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8479684491478479697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8479684491478479697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8479684491478479697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8479684491478479697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-trip.html' title='Beach Trip'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SnDiU-n2msI/AAAAAAAAAbU/NYmdt0GilQA/s72-c/Collin+and+daddy+in+sand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3648701400734073744</id><published>2009-07-21T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:59:47.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace-based Accountability</title><summary type='text'>I was reminded this week of a very important truth and Biblical principle what I will call, grace-based accountability. It is difficult yet the best option when it comes to relationships.Here's what happened: A friend of mine recently made some decisions that were quite frustrating and affected many of us at work. After a long week and weekend, we all got to talk about it today. That really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3648701400734073744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3648701400734073744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3648701400734073744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3648701400734073744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/grace-based-accountability.html' title='Grace-based Accountability'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SmZkc-O-TDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VOw2vrYtUOM/s72-c/blocksGrace3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3949608291593395512</id><published>2009-07-14T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:47:06.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Claire!</title><summary type='text'>This weekend (Sunday) is Claire's 2nd birthday. It's hard to believe. She is growing up so fast. She is a precious little girl. She's quite tough too!!Her brother's really love her. Collin got her ready for bed tonight. He undressed her, bathed, even tried to put her diaper on, and then put on her pajamas. What a good little man!Happy Birthday Claire. I love you!!Daddy(invitation done byAmy Henry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3949608291593395512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3949608291593395512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3949608291593395512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3949608291593395512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-claire.html' title='Happy Birthday Claire!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/Sl0YRqjZTFI/AAAAAAAAAaM/dC-fGztbzYM/s72-c/claires+2nd+bday+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1127411083877847327</id><published>2009-07-06T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:05:10.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy Dean State Champs</title><summary type='text'>What an amazing weekend! We actually won the Dizzy Dean 2009 MS State Championship for the 6 year old All Stars! We have won the last two tournaments we've played. I never would have dreamed this team would end up playing so well. They played the best 6 year old baseball I have seen in a long time if ever this weekend!!! It all started clicking and the boys proved they can play and even have fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1127411083877847327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1127411083877847327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1127411083877847327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1127411083877847327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/dizzy-dean-state-champs.html' title='Dizzy Dean State Champs'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SlK7R1CsC1I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Z8lMA0klbiI/s72-c/dizzy+dean+state+champs+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-9116451849873646532</id><published>2009-06-21T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:59:30.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><summary type='text'>It's Father's Day, and I am a proud father of three great children. Many have said they are quite beautiful children, especially with their dark tans. I must agree.We have been spending a lot of time at the baseball field with Caleb's team. He is on the Clinton All Stars and doing well. Our team is getting better and just finished 3rd in the state. Not bad I must say. They really made us proud </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9116451849873646532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=9116451849873646532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9116451849873646532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9116451849873646532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/Sj66CTqdXFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Ph04IgZS98s/s72-c/Dad+and+Caleb+All+Stars.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3886701017898792048</id><published>2009-05-26T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:46:40.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the Rogers 5</title><summary type='text'>Hey everyone,If you are reading this post, then you are shocked that I have actually written anything. I am sorry. I have gotten out of the blogging habit. I may post again from time to time, but Amy is still blogging, so I recommend you read hers. It's quite good. Go to www.rogers5online.blogspot.com.I am now working as the full time children's minister at First Baptist Church of Clinton. I love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3886701017898792048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3886701017898792048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3886701017898792048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3886701017898792048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-rogers-5.html' title='Update on the Rogers 5'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-7547999865219678538</id><published>2009-04-15T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:54:27.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed with children</title><summary type='text'>Despite the stress, difficult moments, cost and fears that come with parenting and raising children, we are all blessed as parents. All children are unique yet similar. May we love them with the love they deserve and as closely to the way you love us as possible! We are unworthy but thank you for seeing us fit to raise them and enabling us to do so.It is humbling for sure. Thank you Papa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7547999865219678538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=7547999865219678538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7547999865219678538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7547999865219678538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessed-with-children.html' title='Blessed with children'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SeaNr7-jDEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/VvTgvQk73Y4/s72-c/IMG_2017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8227396126490070898</id><published>2009-04-11T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T19:53:11.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome the Chreaster family</title><summary type='text'>This Easter, churches across the state and beyond will likely have a larger number of attendees than usual. They can be referred to as the Chreasters; which means those people who attend on Easter and Christmas. Actually, many think most people only attend on Easter these days and not both major holidays. Whatever the case, it's a sad reality.Is the church really that ineffective at reaching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8227396126490070898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8227396126490070898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8227396126490070898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8227396126490070898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-chreaster-family.html' title='Welcome the Chreaster family'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1673095250411265453</id><published>2009-04-05T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:51:31.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of coaching!</title><summary type='text'>The joy of serving! I love coaching soccer and baseball. Here's some fun pictures from our final Spring weekend of soccer. Thank you Papa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1673095250411265453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1673095250411265453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1673095250411265453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1673095250411265453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/joy-of-coaching.html' title='The joy of coaching!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SdlqOacWFBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/jSGyyrAGQs4/s72-c/Go+Tigers+U6+Boys+2009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-9137966902718609502</id><published>2009-04-01T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:04:57.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See Amy's blog</title><summary type='text'>I got to watch the kids have a blast playing in the mud. Amy did such a good job writing about it and showing pics, just go there. :)www.rogers5online.blogspot.comThanks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9137966902718609502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=9137966902718609502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9137966902718609502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9137966902718609502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/see-amys-blog.html' title='See Amy&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6709828277482892952</id><published>2009-03-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:12:21.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child leading a child</title><summary type='text'>At home today I overheard Collin, who turned four this month, talking to his younger sister, Claire, who is 20 months old. He was telling her all about how God made the animals, and he was naming them one by one. It was a cute and precious moment for sure.Children are listening to us and are gathering information about their world, how others feel about them, how to live, communicate and even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6709828277482892952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6709828277482892952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6709828277482892952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6709828277482892952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/child-leading-child.html' title='Child leading a child'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/Sc7K5sknC_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/5VXAAjak7HU/s72-c/9781857922905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6818614385821006157</id><published>2009-03-24T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:12:03.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A child's prayer answered??</title><summary type='text'>The weather forecast today said there was a strong chance of rain. It was cloudy all day so I wasn't sure we were going to have our scheduled soccer practice for Collin and then Caleb.At 5:15 pm when we arrived a the field, it wasn't raining. However, ten minutes later it started raining parallel to the ground due the wind. I took myself and my two boys to the truck to wait it out and see. As we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6818614385821006157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6818614385821006157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6818614385821006157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6818614385821006157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/childs-prayer-answered.html' title='A child&apos;s prayer answered??'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/ScmSawbIMNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/uFN7hCkmp_8/s72-c/child_praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-944151232141958767</id><published>2009-03-21T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:51:47.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from flying a kite</title><summary type='text'>I was at the park the other day with the three kids letting them play. They were off busy having a good time playing in the ditch at the "boat park" while I began to notice a mom and two boys up on the hill of the soccer fields.I noticed them because they were flying a kite (trying at least). The funny thing is there was ZERO wind. I mean, there wasn't enough wind to blow a feather off your hand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/944151232141958767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=944151232141958767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/944151232141958767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/944151232141958767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/lessons-from-flying-kite.html' title='Lessons from flying a kite'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-403869701290250662</id><published>2009-03-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:46:55.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want a new kid by Friday?</title><summary type='text'>I recently purchased an audio book called, "Have a new kid by Friday." It is great stuff!!Dr. Kevin Leman is the author and has some amazing insights into parenting children, whether a few years old or teenagers/college aged.Are you feeling frustrated by your child's behavior and attitude? Are you worried your child's character is lacking? Do you base a lot of your decisions on guilt? Do you feel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/403869701290250662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=403869701290250662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/403869701290250662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/403869701290250662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/want-new-kid-by-friday.html' title='Want a new kid by Friday?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/Sb_-C9BtPfI/AAAAAAAAAX0/gt27pUR_q2o/s72-c/51mgNPopVZL._SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4248056638842300125</id><published>2009-03-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:23:18.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why knowing "God loves me" is so important</title><summary type='text'>From the time a child is born, they need to hear that God loves them. This is not just a phrase they need to memorize but something that needs to consume their whole being. It's not just lip service or something that has no impact on their lives.To say that "God loves me" means way more than I am capable of knowing or explaining though I have read a few things that have helped me get some clue. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4248056638842300125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4248056638842300125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4248056638842300125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4248056638842300125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-knowing-god-loves-me-is-so.html' title='Why knowing &quot;God loves me&quot; is so important'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5164591679790719018</id><published>2009-03-05T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:31:08.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an email!</title><summary type='text'>I got an amazing email this week. It's not one you get everyday for sure. It's a sure sign that the holy spirit is working in someone's life. What makes it more amazing is it's a sex addict writing it.Exert from the email:"I have came to a point in my life where I do believe that Jesus died on the cross to forgive us of our sins.  I was told that is all you need  to know to be baptized and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5164591679790719018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5164591679790719018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5164591679790719018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5164591679790719018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-email.html' title='What an email!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SbB8m3Lc-XI/AAAAAAAAAXs/8ylZu1zVK28/s72-c/baptism-image-only.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-2096890834625622112</id><published>2009-03-03T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:07:30.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin v sin</title><summary type='text'>Most people would agree that they "sin" or at least mess up. Many also believe that Adam and Eve messed up pretty badly and ruined things for the whole world. Strangely, not everyone believes that Jesus undid the damage that Adam caused; or at least not until you believe in Him and get "saved."That's all well and good but doesn't paint the whole picture. I have some strong theological grounded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2096890834625622112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=2096890834625622112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2096890834625622112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2096890834625622112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/sin-v-sin.html' title='Sin v sin'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5114038728302363368</id><published>2009-02-23T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:38:11.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out this 6 year old superstar</title><summary type='text'>I am not sure what to think about this kid (see video below). It's amazingly insane! What a superstar! It's disturbing yet a true example that God blesses some with particular gifts and abilities that others' don't have.About the kid: Madin Mohammed, at the tender age of six, is being hailed as the next great soccer talent, drawing comparisons to the French legend Zinedine Zidane. The youngster </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5114038728302363368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5114038728302363368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5114038728302363368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5114038728302363368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-out-this-6-year-old-superstar.html' title='Check out this 6 year old superstar'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1333531829324287600</id><published>2009-02-17T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:32:30.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>James 1:19</title><summary type='text'>James 1:19 says, to "...be slow to speak, quick to listen and slow to become angry."What a verse full of wisdom and complication.Why is it so hard to live out?1. People will always do things to make this difficult. People continually do things to test our faith and love for others. Like the lady who nearly caused me to have a wreck today. It was a simple mistake but I wasn't too happy with her. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1333531829324287600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1333531829324287600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1333531829324287600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1333531829324287600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/james-119.html' title='James 1:19'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SZtkI-bpEOI/AAAAAAAAAXI/5xaR2HMIx1E/s72-c/anger+management.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-7974344827767796019</id><published>2009-02-15T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:34:45.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a few pics instead of words</title><summary type='text'>Not much to say right now. The pics can speak volumes. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7974344827767796019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=7974344827767796019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7974344827767796019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7974344827767796019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-few-pics-instead-of-words.html' title='Here&apos;s a few pics instead of words'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SZiYVKuPTxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/awqFYgomapI/s72-c/IMG_1784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-447284952836273550</id><published>2009-02-08T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:07:10.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Spring Chicken Anymore!!! (and I am becoming more okay with that)</title><summary type='text'>I am learning more and more that my perspective on things changes over time (and that it must if I want to keep from going crazy!). To those with teenagers and young adult children, then that can be good news since they may seem like they are a hopeless case or driving you nuts with some of their life decisions. There is hope. Pray for them. I am a good example of how God can change a person who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/447284952836273550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=447284952836273550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/447284952836273550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/447284952836273550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-spring-chicken-anymore-and-i-am.html' title='No Spring Chicken Anymore!!! (and I am becoming more okay with that)'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SY-NsoOleRI/AAAAAAAAAVg/KG_VxKw6ih0/s72-c/no+spring+chicken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8380296074293895801</id><published>2009-02-02T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:30:48.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are worse things I suppose</title><summary type='text'>Monday was quite a day. I guess you could say it was a Monday. Monday's in general are commonly known as a "not so good day" of the week. The weekend is over and back to the daily grind of work, school, etc.Sometimes (well often) I judge how well a day went by how much money was spent unexpectedly. If things went well and according to budget, then it was a pretty good day. However, when things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8380296074293895801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8380296074293895801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8380296074293895801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8380296074293895801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-yesterday-was-monday.html' title='There are worse things I suppose'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SYesAzrV81I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iCclhV42G6Y/s72-c/fastcar-monday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-7796728932226901608</id><published>2009-01-29T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:46:44.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I aint as good as I once was"</title><summary type='text'>There is a country song that has the chorus "I ain't as good as I once was but I'm as good once as I ever was." Well, I felt like that the other day at Caleb's roller skating party.I must admit that I can still skate pretty well. I skated around with ease for the most part UNTIL...I went skating by one of Caleb's friends and he fell down. Well, I stopped to help him up and gently lifted him up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7796728932226901608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=7796728932226901608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7796728932226901608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7796728932226901608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-aint-as-good-as-i-once-was.html' title='&quot;I aint as good as I once was&quot;'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SYJ1k0DHIaI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Dp_Rp32yxKU/s72-c/Caleb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4122902169400371223</id><published>2009-01-25T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:08:06.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sheep!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I recently listened to a message entitled "Super Sheep" by Ken Davis. He is a great speaker who is very funny and really knows how to bring a point across. His message was about how we are compared to sheep (which he really hates to admit) and how we need a Shepherd - He made a great point by saying "If you are breathing, then you will have struggles."Got struggles? Then praise Papa because you </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2c0dacbb6db29486&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8d6504a8911a2aaa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4122902169400371223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4122902169400371223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4122902169400371223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4122902169400371223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/super-sheep.html' title='Super Sheep!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-685861976815508471</id><published>2009-01-21T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:23:40.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dad, we have a new president"</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday when I got home from work, my oldest son Caleb (6 years old this Friday), said "Dad, we have a new president." I said, "We do. What's his name?" He said, "Abacka." I laughed and said his name was Barack Obama. He still didn't get it right but that's okay. It is a hard name to learn as a small child.Hopefully our 44th president will bring good changes that he has promised. Many have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/685861976815508471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=685861976815508471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/685861976815508471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/685861976815508471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/dad-we-have-new-president.html' title='&quot;Dad, we have a new president&quot;'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SXf0oPetdKI/AAAAAAAAATA/YAVcg9FBuEw/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4687904075414390973</id><published>2009-01-17T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T07:41:51.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged. Whatever!</title><summary type='text'>I've been tagged! Someone started this and I got selected by my cousin Jamie Baker Ford  Thanks Jamie! :)  I admit I don't usually join in on these kinds of things but I will be a good sport and keep it going. I am supposed to go to my photos and go to the 6th folder and pick the 6th picture and blog about it. Here's what I found:Here is my good friend Patrick Dempsey. I took this picture when in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4687904075414390973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4687904075414390973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4687904075414390973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4687904075414390973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-tagged-whatever.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged. Whatever!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SXH3kIbCs4I/AAAAAAAAASw/69Efvy4TsG8/s72-c/patrick+dempsey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8136291298945760259</id><published>2009-01-15T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:11:28.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Apply What I've Learned</title><summary type='text'>With three young children, several jobs, soccer coaching, exercising, and other things, it is challenging to make the time to do daily Bible study and as some call it "quiet" time. I want to be reading more and praying for wisdom, clarity, peace and direction. I also find it hard to fit it in unless it is late at night. Then I am tired and ready to go to bed.I realized something this week though.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8136291298945760259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8136291298945760259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8136291298945760259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8136291298945760259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-apply-what-ive-learned.html' title='Time to Apply What I&apos;ve Learned'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3326452546017617213</id><published>2009-01-10T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:50:08.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to Aging Gracefully</title><summary type='text'>I don't encourage people to smoke but some things are just plain funny.Know                    how to prevent sagging?                                        Just                    eat till the wrinkles fill out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3326452546017617213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3326452546017617213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3326452546017617213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3326452546017617213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-to-aging-gracefully.html' title='Here&apos;s to Aging Gracefully'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SWi4w9H6W1I/AAAAAAAAASY/-A1769m5fPg/s72-c/noname' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5262541924283380036</id><published>2008-12-31T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:39:48.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year to you. It's been a while since I have blogged, so I will just give an overview of the past week or two. Hope your holiday has been great!1. What a joy to see the kids open presents. It started on the Tuesday before Christmas. Seeing Collin yell out how "Awesome!" his presents were was a sight. Getting a Wii was and is cool too. It's hard to moderate how much we play!2. Christmas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5262541924283380036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5262541924283380036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5262541924283380036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5262541924283380036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SVw3gKKXV2I/AAAAAAAAARw/PoOsp64QRwU/s72-c/Obie+On+Conobie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-9034090342193428606</id><published>2008-12-19T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:03:43.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Christmas Holidays</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I am struggling to blog due the desire to go deer hunting plus get year end bookkeeping and church calendar work done.Here's an overview of what's been happening:1. Claire has RSV, a respiratory virus, which produces cough, high fever and other things2. Collin and Caleb have had many parties for school and church3. Claire had a seizure and went to the ER on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9034090342193428606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=9034090342193428606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9034090342193428606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9034090342193428606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-christmas-holidays.html' title='Crazy Christmas Holidays'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-7985707989088356927</id><published>2008-12-14T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:00:18.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Dad and Son Moments</title><summary type='text'>Before becoming a dad, I wasn't exactly sure what to expect in so many ways. I pretty much knew I would be coaching them in soccer, and other sports, but beyond that, it wasn't real clear. I knew it would be both fun and rewarding with difficulties but it's hard to predict what all you will experience. The main thing is to do your best to love them and raise them up right, helping them know who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7985707989088356927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=7985707989088356927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7985707989088356927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7985707989088356927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/proud-dad-and-son-moments.html' title='Proud Dad and Son Moments'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SUXTFFXDqAI/AAAAAAAAARg/0smPdR5QvOE/s72-c/Caleb+riding+without+training+wheels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1705202081683252135</id><published>2008-12-11T17:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:57:39.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics with Santa</title><summary type='text'>After hearing Collin say numerous times "I am scared of Santa" and expecting Claire to be as well, we weren't real sure how it would be trying to get pics with Santa. Despite these concerns and the bad weather, we made our way to Northpark Mall.Amazingly, the kids did great! All 3 of them sat with Santa and none of them cried. It was quite the little miracle. Santa was great! The boys got to tell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1705202081683252135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1705202081683252135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1705202081683252135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1705202081683252135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/pics-with-santa.html' title='Pics with Santa'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SUHOXdjEkwI/AAAAAAAAARY/c2uD_rSCVIA/s72-c/Pics+with+Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8461568579336136137</id><published>2008-12-08T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:48:49.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having kids at Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Having kids at Christmas can be both fun and challenging. It's fun seeing them get so excited about the coming of Christmas, particularly Santa Claus. I feel a bit bad since they don't realize the secrecy behind the whole deal, but it's part of the fun of childhood. Shhhhhhh! :)We will balance things out by making sure we bake a Happy Birthday Jesus cake and do some sort of outreach/service in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8461568579336136137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8461568579336136137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8461568579336136137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8461568579336136137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/having-kids-at-christmas.html' title='Having kids at Christmas'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-7191613253800527901</id><published>2008-12-05T19:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:36:23.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas lights are up!</title><summary type='text'>After struggling a bit to get motivated, I finally did and spent several days putting up Christmas lights and decorations on the outside of our house and front yard. I initially did it to honor Mr. Ralph and Jeri, who have done the community a great service by decorating all out for the holidays. That kept me going since I wanted to keep my promise to her.As a disclaimer, my yard isn't and never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7191613253800527901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=7191613253800527901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7191613253800527901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7191613253800527901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-lights-are-up.html' title='The Christmas lights are up!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/STnyRrSCyAI/AAAAAAAAARI/zFxDKRDgooI/s72-c/IMG_1456_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8764426007478169447</id><published>2008-12-04T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:33:52.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Pictures From Disney!</title><summary type='text'>Well, thanks to Amy, I have a slide show of our pictures of Disney! Claire isn't in them because she had her own trip with her MiMi and Sassy so maybe we will get some pictures of her trip.Hope you enjoy. Disney is a great place to play and have fun. The kids have a good time too! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8764426007478169447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8764426007478169447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8764426007478169447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8764426007478169447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-pictures-from-disney.html' title='Our Pictures From Disney!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1907097687159284877</id><published>2008-11-30T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:24:35.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Lord! Disney was Great!</title><summary type='text'>Well, thanksgiving holidays are officially over but it was a good one for us. We had the joy of going to Disney World! We got to spend Thanksgiving with Mickey and his friends!We took Caleb (5) and Collin (3) to Disney World. Caleb believe it or not has already been three times and he is only 5 years old! This was Collin's first time (unless you count the year he was in Amy's womb). They were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1907097687159284877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1907097687159284877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1907097687159284877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1907097687159284877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-lord.html' title='Thank You Lord! Disney was Great!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3281621321926109808</id><published>2008-11-20T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:11:56.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with boys wearing girl jeans?</title><summary type='text'>I have been a bit annoyed lately by the fashion among boy teens who are wearing extremely tight skinny jeans, which are clearly made for girls. They look quite silly in them and a bit too feminine. One friend referred to them as "metro sexual." Whatever that means exactly.I saw a kid today at the 9th grade school who had on probably the tightest pair I've seen yet, at least on a boy. He looked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3281621321926109808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3281621321926109808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3281621321926109808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3281621321926109808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-up-with-boys-wearing-girl-jeans.html' title='What&apos;s up with boys wearing girl jeans?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SSV9AyqqVOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/smbFrTzrTBI/s72-c/img-thing.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1202252374721271761</id><published>2008-11-17T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:20:54.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most of us don't want to be held accountable</title><summary type='text'>This week in our small group we learned about the value of accountability. Andy Stanley is a great communicator and pastor who deals clearly and honestly with issues we all face. This week's lesson was discussing the value of being held accountable and why we often don't like it or let people do it.I am just like anyone else in that I either don't allow people to get close enough to know how to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1202252374721271761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1202252374721271761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1202252374721271761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1202252374721271761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-of-us-dont-want-to-be-held.html' title='Most of us don&apos;t want to be held accountable'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-9066123792452186052</id><published>2008-11-13T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:27:46.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things require action</title><summary type='text'>I have been amazed by the fact that good things require us to take action and be proactive. Think about it, rarely anything good in our lives got that way on accident. All good things come from above (from Papa that is) and then we are to take it and run with it.If you are struggling in any area of your life, then I imagine it is due to some sort of inactivity. Here are some examples I have seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9066123792452186052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=9066123792452186052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9066123792452186052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9066123792452186052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-good-things-require-action.html' title='All good things require action'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5216469795459840821</id><published>2008-11-11T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:38:41.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we "withhold" encouragement from others?</title><summary type='text'>Somehow at lunch today, the church staff got on the topic of me driving a school bus. This bit of information still seems to intrigue people for some reason. I am sure some people think it is a bit weird or humorous. Others seem intimidated by the thought of having 35 high school kids behind you on a school bus. Others are quite amazed by it and say, "Maybe I should drive a bus too." They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5216469795459840821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5216469795459840821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5216469795459840821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5216469795459840821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-do-we-withhold-encouragement-from.html' title='Why do we &quot;withhold&quot; encouragement from others?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SRpBpoFnkoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/zXUkMjy2-eY/s72-c/school+bus.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5852367748854579516</id><published>2008-11-10T09:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:24:58.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise visit from Santa Claus?</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, the kids and I were in the back yard playing. It was a great day to be outside and we were all enjoying ourselves. As I was playing with Caleb on the trampoline, Collin yelled, "It's Santa Claus!" as he was pointing toward the house. He said it several times but I never saw anyone. He pointed at the back door and said there he is in the middle.I had just missed a call from a friend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5852367748854579516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5852367748854579516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5852367748854579516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5852367748854579516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/surprise-visit-from-santa-claus.html' title='Surprise visit from Santa Claus?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1106393236282304402</id><published>2008-11-06T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:43:50.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Flu Shot" Fiasco</title><summary type='text'>This week while Amy is out of town, I figured I would help her out by taking the three kids to get a flu shot. I wasn't sure when I was going to take them but knew it needed to be this week. I was in the office Wednesday and got a call from Caleb's school at 3:10 pm. They said he was still there. He was supposed to be picked up at 2:30! A friend of ours forgot to pick him up so I rushed to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1106393236282304402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1106393236282304402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1106393236282304402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1106393236282304402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu-shot-fiasco.html' title='The &quot;Flu Shot&quot; Fiasco'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SROrLhzqg4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/V0TR9RxhD3k/s72-c/flu-vaccine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4506378297498379598</id><published>2008-11-03T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:45:49.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE</title><summary type='text'>Vote today. Enough said.:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4506378297498379598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4506378297498379598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4506378297498379598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4506378297498379598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='VOTE'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5472109510137862015</id><published>2008-11-01T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:16:06.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a Happy Halloween!</title><summary type='text'>Halloween was much better this year than last year (see Amy's post about it www.rogers5online.blogspot.com. Her posts are very well written and tell the story well. Basically I was in Vicksburg last year on Halloween and missed all of the "fun."This year though, I had a blast. It started with Wednesday morning at Collin's school at his school carnival. They had fun games and lots of candy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5472109510137862015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5472109510137862015' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5472109510137862015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5472109510137862015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-happy-halloween.html' title='It was a Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SQx_kiGdNfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/b8dvFNHulGM/s72-c/3+kids+in+costumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8497888139703877851</id><published>2008-10-31T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:27:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope Claire has 9 lives</title><summary type='text'>Well, Claire took quite the spill today. She's going to look like she was abused after a day or so due to the nice black eye she's probably going to have.Collin wanted to go to the backyard but wanted the dogs put up. A month or so ago, I installed a gate on our deck to keep the dogs off. As I went to put the dogs in the pen, Claire and Collin were waiting there for me. On my way back to the deck</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8497888139703877851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8497888139703877851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8497888139703877851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8497888139703877851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hope-claire-has-9-lives.html' title='I hope Claire has 9 lives'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SQx1L0J1owI/AAAAAAAAANE/m5q16fjPAQY/s72-c/IMG_1034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3392098684424452924</id><published>2008-10-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:22:05.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you want to cry today?</title><summary type='text'>If for some reason you want to shed a few tears today, then go to www.youtube.com and search 99 balloons. It is an amazing story of Elliot's fight to overcome the odds. The parents truly lived each day with gratitude and to the fullest. What an example to us all who tend to easily take for granted the life we have and the people in it. Thank you Aly for sharing this with me so I could pass it on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3392098684424452924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3392098684424452924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3392098684424452924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3392098684424452924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-want-to-cry-today.html' title='Do you want to cry today?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5981411948446240480</id><published>2008-10-23T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:43:35.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What will people remember about you?</title><summary type='text'>I can't help but wonder what others will think about me when I am gone from this world. I would like to think people will remember great things, not for my sake ultimately but mainly that Jesus was real in my life and it leads them to a closer walk with Him. Sadly, I know that's not the case for everyone who has known me. What about you?Some things people will likely remember about me:I can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5981411948446240480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5981411948446240480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5981411948446240480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5981411948446240480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-will-people-remember-about-you.html' title='What will people remember about you?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6825350477435056673</id><published>2008-10-20T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:23:04.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Ralph</title><summary type='text'>Well, my post this week isn't more uplifting but rather difficult. My neighbor, Ralph, is extremely sick and in the hospital with a rare cancer. He went from fine one day, to now two months later is barely able to speak and is on pain medicine around the clock. His wife and children are really taking it hard.I went to visit him Sunday. I was able to spend a few minutes alone with him. I told him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6825350477435056673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6825350477435056673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6825350477435056673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6825350477435056673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/tribute-to-ralph.html' title='A Tribute to Ralph'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-2380379575708774215</id><published>2008-10-13T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:19:54.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A parent's worst fear</title><summary type='text'>Since 2003, my deepest fear has been to lose the very thing that God has given to me: my children. The older they get, the greater the fear and reality that we are not promised more than today.I don't let the fear paralyze me but it is something I think about. My kids and family are great and i can't imagine life without them. We are constantly doing things to teach them and protect them from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2380379575708774215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=2380379575708774215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2380379575708774215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2380379575708774215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/parents-worst-fear.html' title='A parent&apos;s worst fear'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3050366348359772253</id><published>2008-10-10T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:45:36.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What? Be still?</title><summary type='text'>A great verse in the Bible is in the Psalms. It says "be still and know that I am God." Well, I have a little trouble with the Be still part.I am a busy body. I am always working on something. I have things to do most of the time and when I don't, I think up things to do. However, it's in those few moments of stillness that things really hit me.Things like, why do I get so moody at times?Why do I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3050366348359772253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3050366348359772253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3050366348359772253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3050366348359772253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-be-still.html' title='What? Be still?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5483931408207181461</id><published>2008-10-07T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:36:05.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireproof</title><summary type='text'>My wife and I got to go on a date tonight, a much needed one. We ate out and then went to see the movie, Fireproof. Man, it is a great movie. It hits home on so many personal levels, about marriage, selfishness, forgiveness, commitment, trusting in God, and so much more.It's worth watching, especially if you are married. Especially if you are struggling in your marriage. Especially if you are </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2ebaa0dd0771224c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5483931408207181461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5483931408207181461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5483931408207181461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5483931408207181461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/fireproof.html' title='Fireproof'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5048594233634718940</id><published>2008-10-05T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:27:05.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladder to Heaven?</title><summary type='text'>Today in the truck a song came on the radio that said, "Our hearts belong to Jesus." Caleb and Collin were with me and I heard Caleb say, "Our hearts don't belong to Jesus. They are ours." I laughed a bit because I didn't know he was even listening to the song. I then said, "Yes our hearts belong to Jesus. Jesus owns everything."  He then said, "Well, it belongs to him and to us." I said, "He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5048594233634718940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5048594233634718940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5048594233634718940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5048594233634718940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladder-to-heaven.html' title='Ladder to Heaven?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SOlgkhpbMdI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xne5aDYvOLU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4633119656998992190</id><published>2008-09-30T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:16:55.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Economy Stinks right now</title><summary type='text'>With the way things are going in our economy, it is tough for millions of Americans. It isn't hopeless and now's the time to work out a financial plan to take matters in your own hands. Dave Ramsey is a well known and proven resource person for good, solid advice.Here's a link to what he has to say about the economy and how to make a difference:Three Steps to Change The Nation's FuturePray for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4633119656998992190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4633119656998992190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4633119656998992190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4633119656998992190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/economy-stinks-right-now.html' title='The Economy Stinks right now'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-640277494477965149</id><published>2008-09-29T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:14:40.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deer Hunting Is Upon Us</title><summary type='text'>If you like to deer hunt, then this Wednesdays marks the opening of bow season (at least here in Mississippi). Some years I am excited about the opening of the season, others not so much. This year for some reason I am very excited. I have a place close by that I can hunt so it's exciting. I want to harvest a nice buck with a bow and experience that adrenaline rush again! It's awesome to be up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/640277494477965149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=640277494477965149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/640277494477965149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/640277494477965149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/deer-hunting-is-upon-us.html' title='Deer Hunting Is Upon Us'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SOGZG4HVL8I/AAAAAAAAAME/0DBigTFFtDg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8010019640358306367</id><published>2008-09-27T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:43:51.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Too much snack?"</title><summary type='text'>One of our neighbors recently got diagnosed with an aggressive cancer and is declining quickly. He is in serious pain and it doesn't look good for him. He told me the other day that they are planning to make arrangements for his possible death and said he loved Amy and me very much.It was a very sad moment and though I told him I would pray, I wasn't sure what to pray. I was really at a loss of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8010019640358306367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8010019640358306367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8010019640358306367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8010019640358306367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-much-snack.html' title='&quot;Too much snack?&quot;'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5310944649460594877</id><published>2008-09-24T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:31:36.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rate your trust in Papa</title><summary type='text'>Papa.  A great and appropriate name for God the Father. It's personal, very personal. Sort of like Abba, or daddy.How comfortable are you with calling God by the name of Papa? Does it sound TOO personal, irreverent? Do you have a bad history of men, Papa's or God?My trust in Papa has really grown this year. My job transitions and financial concerns are where my trust issues tend to surface. Papa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5310944649460594877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5310944649460594877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5310944649460594877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5310944649460594877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/rate-your-trust-in-papa.html' title='Rate your trust in Papa'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1190137344999251909</id><published>2008-09-18T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:57:28.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want to be when you grow up daddy?</title><summary type='text'>Tonight out of the blue my oldest son Caleb said he wanted to be a football player when he grew up. Collin, my three year old, said something different but I can't remember for some reason. Then, Caleb said, "Daddy, what do you want to be when you grow up?"I laughed to myself for a minute and said, "I think I want to work in a church when I grow up." He said, "That's boring" as we made our way to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1190137344999251909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1190137344999251909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1190137344999251909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1190137344999251909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow-up.html' title='What do you want to be when you grow up daddy?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SNMG95-vOBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OiAwyPJqy1M/s72-c/caleb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5744949314709033493</id><published>2008-09-18T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:47:36.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Email Etiquette'/><title type='text'>Email Etiquette</title><summary type='text'>Over the years I have used email quite often. Over the past two years, I have really increased my usage of email, sometimes too much. There are many things I have discovered about email that I want to address in this blog post. Some of the suggestions (below) I have violated myself for sure.One thing that has frustrates me is how people tend to NOT respond to emails. I have been amazed at how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5744949314709033493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5744949314709033493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5744949314709033493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5744949314709033493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/email-etiquette.html' title='Email Etiquette'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SNMEmW6UVyI/AAAAAAAAALc/VqRrqnPSVtM/s72-c/email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8811680333269913898</id><published>2008-09-16T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:21:31.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><summary type='text'>Nothing. That's the answer to yesterday's riddle. Did you get it right? Once you know the answer, it makes perfect sense.Nothing is greater than God.Nothing is more evil than the devil.The poor have nothing.The rich need nothing.Is that really true though, the last two that is. I don't believe anything is greater than God or more evil than the devil. However, do the poor really have nothing?Some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8811680333269913898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8811680333269913898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8811680333269913898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8811680333269913898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8262987487499299356</id><published>2008-09-14T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:58:12.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Riddle for You</title><summary type='text'>The following Paul Harvey riddle was sent to me this weekend. They said when asked the riddle, 80% of kindergartners got it right and only 17% of Stanford University seniors did. Interesting!Here's the riddle:What is greater than God, more evil than the devil, the poor have it, the rich need it, and if you eat it, you'll die?I am embarrassed to admit that I struggled with the answer - as usual I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8262987487499299356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8262987487499299356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8262987487499299356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8262987487499299356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/riddle-for-you.html' title='A Riddle for You'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1185567201331249356</id><published>2008-09-13T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:53:18.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>How many times are Hell, Heaven and Jesus mentioned in the Bible?</title><summary type='text'>I got curious and wondered how many times these three words are mentioned in the Bible: Hell, Heaven and Jesus Christ. They each have different words that are associated with them, so here's what I found in my brief research:I googled the following questions and Wiki Answers (Wiki.answers.com) says this:How many times is Hell mentioned in the Bible?This would depend on the translation being used.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1185567201331249356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1185567201331249356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1185567201331249356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1185567201331249356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-many-timesis-hell-heaven-and-jesus.html' title='How many times are Hell, Heaven and Jesus mentioned in the Bible?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SNMFnngzwmI/AAAAAAAAALs/d-TKjz66xOw/s72-c/jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1109325278114642926</id><published>2008-09-11T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:48:27.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><title type='text'>Do you believe in Hell?</title><summary type='text'>Over the past four years, my theology has really been stretched and strengthened. As a result of many months (and maybe a couple of years) of wrestling and struggling to know and understand what and why I believe, there have come many false accusations about me. I am finally at a place where I am comfortable with where I stand on the issue of Hell.Some have wrongfully said that I don't believe in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1109325278114642926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1109325278114642926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1109325278114642926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1109325278114642926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-believe-in-hell.html' title='Do you believe in Hell?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SNME1tX_UPI/AAAAAAAAALk/pOfOuPXedZc/s72-c/hell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1278463939754507910</id><published>2008-09-10T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:12:41.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Stinks</title><summary type='text'>I don't know many people who like to lose. Losing stinks though we all know it's going to happen from time to time. Caleb, our oldest, is just like his daddy when it comes to being competitive. He hates to lose or perform badly. He has been showing signs of this since he was two. It has been my goal to help him be able to more effectively deal with this. I don't want to see him stop playing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1278463939754507910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1278463939754507910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1278463939754507910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1278463939754507910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/losing-stinks.html' title='Losing Stinks'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SMfrPLrWPYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/gLYJ1YJAfbw/s72-c/Caleb+Soccer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-588816517332277036</id><published>2008-09-08T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:33:09.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Better Be Glad He's Cute!</title><summary type='text'>Our middle child (see pic above) better be glad he's cute because there are days we want to "Return to Sender" him back to God. He's a wild man!He's the cutest, funniest, happiest child but he is SO Impulsive. If he ever leaves the room, you better follow him because he is up to no good. He makes sure he gets plenty of attention PLUS that we never have a dull moment. It's funny at times while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/588816517332277036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=588816517332277036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/588816517332277036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/588816517332277036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-better-be-glad-hes-cute.html' title='He Better Be Glad He&apos;s Cute!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SMV8l8XlK1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/S1ruzHX1OKA/s72-c/Collin+big+smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8776138896429560444</id><published>2008-09-07T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:26:11.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9/11'/><title type='text'>This Week Marks the Anniversary of 9/11</title><summary type='text'>This week marks the 7th anniversary for September 11, 2001 attacks on the Twin Towers. Do you remember where you were when it happened? How were you feeling?I was working on my master's degree when it happened. I remember getting out of class and watching the TV screens in the hallway of the lounge. It was a very overwhelming and shocking site. The replay of the planes crashing into the buildings</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d70cc6d8a4b75baa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8776138896429560444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8776138896429560444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8776138896429560444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8776138896429560444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/anniversary-of-sept-11th.html' title='This Week Marks the Anniversary of 9/11'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6669680144622051232</id><published>2008-09-05T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:02:55.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Doubt?</title><summary type='text'>When situations in my life seem to be worsening or the outcome is unknown, my faith seems so weak, so often. My "planner" and analytical mindset kicks in and my fears increase. It's hard to be practical and have strong faith at the same time because the two can contradict one another.God's provision and care are constantly occurring in my life. After He pulls through on something I was having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6669680144622051232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6669680144622051232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6669680144622051232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6669680144622051232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-doubt.html' title='Why Doubt?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-5541707472582083523</id><published>2008-09-03T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:04:59.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of Encouragement</title><summary type='text'>Last night I received a text that said "Cup of coffee tomorrow?" from a new friend of mine and someone I really look up to and admire. He is someone I learn so much from regarding life and ministry. I was excited at the chance to meet with him.It really came at a time of great discouragement for me. I have been struggling with some personal things and this meeting really gave me great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5541707472582083523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=5541707472582083523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5541707472582083523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/5541707472582083523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-of-encouragement.html' title='Moment of Encouragement'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-9017047542399924981</id><published>2008-08-29T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:27:31.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why pray?</title><summary type='text'>I believe that prayer is very important though sometimes I wonder why we pray. I mean, God knows what we are going to pray and even know what's going to happen.I guess having a clear understanding of what prayer is really helps answer the question. Here are some thoughts I have on prayer:- Prayer is a conversation with the Father - it's a relationship of talking and listening.- Prayer is not just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9017047542399924981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=9017047542399924981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9017047542399924981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9017047542399924981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-pray.html' title='Why pray?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-7679907052330791270</id><published>2008-08-27T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:11:13.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difficult to Explain to a 5 year old</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, we went over to a friends house for supper. They are on a neighborhood street full of children, so it was nice to let them ride their bikes around and play without too much concern. My friend and I were talking and realized the kids had been gone down the street for longer than usual. They had been riding down the street, turning around and coming right back, but this time they didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7679907052330791270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=7679907052330791270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7679907052330791270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/7679907052330791270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/difficult-to-explain-to-5-year-old.html' title='Difficult to Explain to a 5 year old'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1522424127255975731</id><published>2008-08-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:58:22.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Stop Short of the Finish Line</title><summary type='text'>In high school, I had an awesome track coach who was Olympic quality and caliber. He taught us when racing on the track to never slow down until we completely crossed the finish line. I tried to implement that in my track days in high school and college.Watching the Olympic track and field running events really got on my nerves this year for one simple reason. The racers would stop short of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1522424127255975731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1522424127255975731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1522424127255975731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1522424127255975731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-stop-short-of-finish-line.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Short of the Finish Line'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8456052397274978432</id><published>2008-08-24T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:51:36.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Messed Up Foot - A Metaphor For Life</title><summary type='text'>Well, as you may have read in my last post, I broke my big toe last Wednesday. It's not just broken, but now I am looking at potential surgery if my tendon is damaged. What a mess!For 11 years, my right foot has been quite a mess. I possibly broke one of the bones in my foot my senior year of high school while playing soccer (but i never went to the doctor of course). Once I started running cross</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8456052397274978432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8456052397274978432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8456052397274978432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8456052397274978432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-messed-up-foot.html' title='One Messed Up Foot - A Metaphor For Life'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4057456041519617422</id><published>2008-08-22T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:17:25.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Set back or Reality Check?</title><summary type='text'>For the past 8 months I have been training for the Chicago marathon, which is on October 12. My running has been going extremely well the past two months, so my excitement has been building. Three months ago, I decided to start (secretly) taking Judo. This was mainly going to be a therapeutic form of exercise and emotional release due to various "issues" I was working through. I opted for this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4057456041519617422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4057456041519617422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4057456041519617422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4057456041519617422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/set-back-or-reality-check.html' title='Set back or Reality Check?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4025093056411322120</id><published>2008-08-19T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:12:38.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Participation</title><summary type='text'>I don't really know what to say today. My mood has been up and down this past week. My wife reminded me that I need to "apply my theology to my career and job." She reminded me it's about participating in the life of the Father. She's right, dang it. :)When work is going well, that's participation. When work is bad, it's participation. When work is so so, it's participation. As Henry Blackaby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4025093056411322120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4025093056411322120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4025093056411322120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4025093056411322120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/participation.html' title='Participation'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6559136607060793358</id><published>2008-08-17T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:34:56.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Father is Not Playing Hide and Seek</title><summary type='text'>I just read John 14. I couldn't help but count how many times Jesus said "Father." I am still amazed by this as I have read back through the book of John. It's not the first time I have done so but this is the first time in my 15 years as a Christian that the word Father has jumped out so clearly and frequently. I counted 22 times that Jesus said Father, just in chapter 14. Man, He was all about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6559136607060793358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6559136607060793358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6559136607060793358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6559136607060793358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/father-is-not-playing-hide-and-seek.html' title='The Father is Not Playing Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6439408808284382167</id><published>2008-08-16T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:12:00.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Study Suggestion</title><summary type='text'>I have been reading in the book of John. I am on Chapter 14 and have been amazed at how many times Jesus refers to His Father. He uses constantly the word Father vs. God, which makes it so personal.Read the book of John and circle the word Father.How many do you find? Let's compare notes.Have a good weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6439408808284382167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6439408808284382167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6439408808284382167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6439408808284382167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/bible-study-suggestion.html' title='Bible Study Suggestion'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-332528228686775029</id><published>2008-08-14T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:16:04.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Identity Theft</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I wrote a post about Performance Based Identity. Something interesting happened that same day. My Visa card # was somehow stolen and someone made 15 transactions with it. I wrote on identity in Christ and my own personal identity was stolen!Thankfully Visa called me due to the high # of transactions and closed my card. I have to go through the paperwork process now but thankfully the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/332528228686775029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=332528228686775029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/332528228686775029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/332528228686775029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/real-identity-theft.html' title='Real Identity Theft'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-8534421117372333146</id><published>2008-08-13T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:59:46.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Performance Based Identity</title><summary type='text'>Watching the Olympics has been intriguing and exciting. I have mostly watched the swimming, gymnastics and beach volleyball. The amazing athletes represented are truly champions, though I imagine the pressure is intense.I can't help but wonder how many of the athletes struggle not to see their worth and value in how well they do at the Olympics. The Chinese, in particular, seem to have an extreme</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8534421117372333146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=8534421117372333146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8534421117372333146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/8534421117372333146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/performance-based-identity.html' title='Performance Based Identity'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3023492232879904688</id><published>2008-08-12T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:36:56.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am "not" starts early</title><summary type='text'>As a father of three children, I am continually amazed at how different they are from one another. My oldest is very athletic and competitive but hates to have attention drawn to himself. He is also very assertive but gets his feelings hurt easily. My middle child is athletic but not quite as competitive as his brother. He loves attention and doesn't get his feelings hurt very often. He wants </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3023492232879904688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3023492232879904688' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3023492232879904688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3023492232879904688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-not-starts-early.html' title='I am &quot;not&quot; starts early'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-3430675351185703350</id><published>2008-08-11T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T19:48:18.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Settling</title><summary type='text'>During my senior year of high school, I ran with the defending state champion cross country team. We were a solid team of runners and our top 5 runners finished in the top 10 in most races. My friend Paul and I usually traded out at each race in the 2nd and 3rd position on our team behind Houston Franks.For our state meet, we were clearly expected to win, as was Houston on an individual level. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3430675351185703350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=3430675351185703350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3430675351185703350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/3430675351185703350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-settling.html' title='Stop Settling'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-403726410562184009</id><published>2008-08-10T18:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:45:46.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Your Fears</title><summary type='text'>On Friday, my 5 year old son faced a huge fear that so many kids face every school year. He walked into a huge school by himself for his first day of kindergarten.Many parents walked their child in for the first day of school. We thought about it but figured it would be best for him (and his teachers) to not get used to us doing that. It was a very emotionally difficult decision to make for my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/403726410562184009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=403726410562184009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/403726410562184009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/403726410562184009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/face-your-fears.html' title='Face Your Fears'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SJ-WKdg6HjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9JmGCcgoO6I/s72-c/crossing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-9187935369106984778</id><published>2008-08-08T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:44:43.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Everyone Liked Jesus</title><summary type='text'>As a Christian today, it is often confusing about what exactly is truly Christian behavior. In many churches and homes, we are taught to be nice, share, get along with others, don't fight, and so many other socially acceptable behaviors. These are often considered Christian examples we need to demonstrate for others to see. Are they really Christian though?Don't get me wrong, I want our children </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9187935369106984778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=9187935369106984778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9187935369106984778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/9187935369106984778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-everyone-liked-jesus.html' title='Not Everyone Liked Jesus'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4176120063006873372</id><published>2008-08-06T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:32:03.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of Kindergarten</title><summary type='text'>This week marks the first day of Kindergarten for my son Caleb. It is a monumental time for him and us. It is a natural part of life but it still has it's difficulties. Thankfully, I was able to go with my wife and Caleb to meet his teacher yesterday. I really want to be an active parent and keep involved.As I walked into his classroom, a wave of emotions hit me. I got to thinking about him being</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4176120063006873372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4176120063006873372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4176120063006873372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4176120063006873372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='1st Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SJomAr3fGII/AAAAAAAAAFY/im68kZNdzrU/s72-c/Caleb+and+Daddy+K+reg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6025549888576741556</id><published>2008-08-06T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:11:55.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus the Man</title><summary type='text'>I recently purchased a Life Journal from Pinelake (www.pinelake.org) and started using it for a daily Bible study. For August, we have been going through the book of John. I am getting more and more amazed (and reminded) of Jesus' amazing life and relationship with His Father.Everywhere Jesus went, He told people about His Father and never took credit for the amazing miracles and life He lived. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6025549888576741556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6025549888576741556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6025549888576741556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6025549888576741556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/jesus-man.html' title='Jesus the Man'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6634118235573863522</id><published>2008-08-03T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:25:04.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Powerful Words "Good night daddy."</title><summary type='text'>I must admit that some days my patience with my kids is short. They have their moments of being "wild", demanding and disobedient, and I don't always respond as well as I would like. I even harp on petty things and "small stuff."There are 3 powerful words at the end of the day that are a strong reminder of the value of my relationship with them. When my kids, who are now 5, 3 and 1 come tell me "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6634118235573863522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6634118235573863522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6634118235573863522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6634118235573863522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-powerful-words-good-night-daddy.html' title='3 Powerful Words &quot;Good night daddy.&quot;'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4416914807836716575</id><published>2008-08-01T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:52:04.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Good. Period.</title><summary type='text'>It bothers me when people try to make God look good by talking about how bad we are as people. No doubt we are sinful and stray from His love and will for us. However, that doesn't change the fact that He is good.He is good, even when we are at our best. He is good, even when we are at our worst. God is good all of time, whether we believe it or not.  We cannot change God.When bad things happen, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4416914807836716575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4416914807836716575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4416914807836716575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4416914807836716575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-is-good-period.html' title='God is Good. Period.'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1793671200222388246</id><published>2008-07-31T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:55:51.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn to Laugh at Yourself</title><summary type='text'>Feeling a bit too uptight, serious and not so joyful? Well, learn to laugh at yourself and add a little humor to your life.It worked for me the other night when I was feeling a bit discouraged. I was so thankful for that moment that could have been missed."Papa, thank you for the laugh the other night. I needed that. I have been taking myself too seriously and needed a break. You amaze me."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1793671200222388246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1793671200222388246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1793671200222388246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1793671200222388246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/learn-to-laugh-at-yourself.html' title='Learn to Laugh at Yourself'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1949089316212077147</id><published>2008-07-30T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:17:26.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God does not over-function in people's lives</title><summary type='text'>"God does not over function in people's lives" is a quote from the book, "Jesus Unplugged" by Bert Gary. It is a great book about a "provocative, raw and fully exposed" Jesus that may challenge many of our misconceptions about Jesus and even what it means to be Christian.This quote is not so easy to read or believe some days, especially when trying to make important life decisions that are not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1949089316212077147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1949089316212077147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1949089316212077147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1949089316212077147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/god-does-not-over-function-in-peoples.html' title='God does not over-function in people&apos;s lives'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-4639761399731907402</id><published>2008-07-30T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:40:45.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Super Heroes Fighting Against Evil</title><summary type='text'>In case you were wondering if there are any more super heroes out there fighting evil and bad guys, then don't fret, I know of two. Their names are Caleb and Collin. I have included pictures of them so you can thank them when you see them. They are two tough dudes!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4639761399731907402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=4639761399731907402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4639761399731907402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/4639761399731907402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/two-super-heroes-fighting-against-evil.html' title='Two Super Heroes Fighting Against Evil'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/SJC0eG-7MXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tDQ2gYIGP4Q/s72-c/Look+out+bad+guys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-2740818296660887704</id><published>2008-07-30T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:18:30.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to your passion?</title><summary type='text'>As a child, when it came to soccer and developing my skills, nothing could stop me. I lived and breathed soccer. I had a full size goal in my backyard and played for hours a day. It showed when I played in competition but my love for the game was my greatest motivation.As I got older and had some negative, hurtful experiences, my love for the game began to be replaced by feelings of anger, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2740818296660887704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=2740818296660887704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2740818296660887704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2740818296660887704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-happened-to-your-passion.html' title='What happened to your passion?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6355234433094840770</id><published>2008-07-29T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T12:56:33.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa, Jesus and Sarayu</title><summary type='text'>You may have noticed under the title of my blog that I put "My life and relationship with Papa, Jesus and Sarayu." Even if you didn't, I want to explain what that means to me, and hopefully encourage you in your journey toward understanding it as well.Earlier this year, I read a great new book called, The Shack, by William "Paul" Young. It is a fiction book that helps explain where God is in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6355234433094840770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6355234433094840770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6355234433094840770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6355234433094840770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/papa-jesus-and-sarayu.html' title='Papa, Jesus and Sarayu'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-6401747061651434903</id><published>2008-07-28T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:34:05.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s thoughts toward us'/><title type='text'>A Negative Thought Life</title><summary type='text'>There are many days when my "thought life", those inner thoughts in my head about myself, others, and many other things, are disturbingly negative and not very flattering. It is a constant battle not to let the negativity of the media, news, circumstances, and others not get the best of me and consume my thoughts. Even thinking about past failures and events can distract me from having a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6401747061651434903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=6401747061651434903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6401747061651434903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/6401747061651434903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/negative-thought-life.html' title='A Negative Thought Life'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-2376338084853156011</id><published>2007-02-19T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T18:31:34.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QTIP- Quit Taking It Personally</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that Qtips have been around since the 1920's? They are very familiar to most of us and actually have many different uses, ranging from cleaning ears to applying or removing make-up. Last year I discovered another use for Qtips that you may not have heard of.Do you ever over react to people? Maybe you have said things like "He really pushes my buttons" or "She makes me so angry" or "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2376338084853156011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=2376338084853156011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2376338084853156011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2376338084853156011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/qtip-quit-taking-it-personally.html' title='QTIP- Quit Taking It Personally'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-2408518596510666358</id><published>2007-02-09T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T13:57:51.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why were you created?</title><summary type='text'>Monday, February 12, 2007Why were we created? This is the question I posed to my youth group at church last week. We are in a series of studying what we believe is the gospel of Jesus Christ. Last week, we started with the question, "Why were we and the universe created? Why did God the Father, Son and Spirit create us? What was His purpose?"Why do you think God created you and me and the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2408518596510666358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=2408518596510666358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2408518596510666358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/2408518596510666358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/monday-february-12-2007.html' title='Why were you created?'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134933581326636690.post-1692090642053946909</id><published>2007-02-09T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T11:22:43.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to My New Blog!</title><summary type='text'>It is my goal to begin blogging weekly to share thoughts and information on a variety of topics such as personal development, spiritual development, exercise, marriage, family and more. I want to ask tough questions or just share with you some of my journey in life. I hope you will be encouraged and strengthened.God bless,Scotty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1692090642053946909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3134933581326636690&amp;postID=1692090642053946909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1692090642053946909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134933581326636690/posts/default/1692090642053946909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scottyrogersblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/welcome-to-my-new-blog.html' title='Welcome to My New Blog!'/><author><name>Scotty Rogers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232841850589165009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_dGhLCi6sBdo/RczJydt3EGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kp0u8r5P_1k/s320/Scotty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
