<?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-7525661497875394731</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:42:53.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Points from the Bridge</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-956159276371516433</id><published>2011-05-20T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T12:46:51.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 21st</title><content type='html'>I don't always agree with Al but in this case I think he's right on. Read his blog &lt;a href="http://www.albertmohler.com/2011/05/16/the-end-is-near-the-false-teaching-of-harold-camping/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; as always I'd love your feedback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-956159276371516433?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/956159276371516433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=956159276371516433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/956159276371516433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/956159276371516433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-21st.html' title='May 21st'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-5216816207146741120</id><published>2011-03-21T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:40:29.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Desire</title><content type='html'>The other day I had the privilege of doing a memorial service for an incredible women. Her name was Betty Williams. She lived to be 94 years old. Her life was an incredible testimony of service, perseverance and faith. One of the things I discovered in talking with her family was that she was a poet. I got the opportunity to read some of her work and the one below stood out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Desire&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;Betty Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not long for wealth or fame;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure in history books my name&lt;br /&gt;Will never rank with peer or sire.&lt;br /&gt;For praise of man I don't aspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not long to know that I&lt;br /&gt;Shall dwell in comfort till I die;&lt;br /&gt;Nor ask that God shall grant me peace,&lt;br /&gt;Nor from all troubles give release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this I pray, that I might be&lt;br /&gt;A friend to all who turn to me;&lt;br /&gt;that I might words of comfort speak&lt;br /&gt;To weary ones who respite seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From burdens oft too great to bear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because the world seems not to care.&lt;br /&gt;To those who know not friendship sweet,&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will guide my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A helping had to them I'd lend,&lt;br /&gt;And pray that God through me might send&lt;br /&gt;A gleam of hope from Heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of God's eternal love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This past Sunday I shared a message from our Losing My Religion series called, "Why Care?" In it I admitted that I sometimes struggle with caring. To say I don't have the gift of mercy would be an understatement. As I look at lives like Mrs. Betty's I am reminded that one of the greatest things we can leave is to be remembered as someone who truly cared. Thank you Mrs. Betty for reminding me what is important and I pray that as He did you, God would "guide my feet" to people who need a touch. I pray that I might be half as good at loving, touching and caring for those people God puts in my path as you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-5216816207146741120?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5216816207146741120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=5216816207146741120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5216816207146741120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5216816207146741120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-desire.html' title='My Desire'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-8523601200644789553</id><published>2011-03-10T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:44:53.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Assembly Required</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I have blogged. I took a break because it seemed more like something I had to do instead of wanted to do. I think I will jump back in. I'm not sure how consistent I will be but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 4 weeks BridgePoint has been in a series called "Losing My Religion." We've been looking at the difference between "religion" and the relationship God wants with us. Each week we've been answering a different "Why?" questions about God, Jesus, trust and this whole journey He wants us to join Him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday we took a look at the question "Why Church?" Why do we need to gather together each week? Do we even need the church anymore? In preparing I was reminded of a time when my wife and I bought a bike for our son. It was his first "big boy" bike. We went to our local Walmart, picked out one we thought he would like and loaded up the box. It wasn't long before I was sitting on the garage floor surrounded by bike parts. Those of you who know me, know that patience isn't one of my strengths, and putting together a bike was a real test of what little I had. After what seemed like an eternity I finally got the bike together and was confident that it was safe to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time came to give him the bike and to say he was excited was an understatement. He jumped on that thing a tore out of the drive way wide-eyed, hooping and hollering all the way down the street. It was in that moment that I forgot how much frustration and irritation the assembly of that bike had caused. You see, his excitement made all the work worthwhile and had I not been willing to put the bike together and endure a few hours of assembly I, nor my son, would have been able to enjoy the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our lives God has an incredible experience for us. It's called life with Him. He tells us he wants us to have it "to the fullest,"  but to do that there is one truth we often ignore. It's the same one that I discovered in putting that bike together. If we want that full life God has for us. If we want to enter into a wide-eyed, hooping and hollering relationship with him... some assembly is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-8523601200644789553?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8523601200644789553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=8523601200644789553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/8523601200644789553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/8523601200644789553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2011/03/some-assembly-required.html' title='Some Assembly Required'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-6466239408101099781</id><published>2010-07-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T08:58:37.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Words</title><content type='html'>Families are one of our greatest assets. In Genesis 2 God created family and gave us a great gift. But, as we see from the story of Adam and Eve this masterpiece of God's creation soon faced the same problems we face today. Every family in all of history has faced, is facing and will face storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is in need of a makeover, a remodeling. But, as with any remodel we need to remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - It takes longer than you planned&lt;br /&gt;2 - It cost more than you figured&lt;br /&gt;3 - It's messier than you anticipated&lt;br /&gt;4 - It requires great determination&lt;br /&gt;5 - It takes more patience than you often have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is not easy but strengthening the family and beginning the remodeling process is simpler than we think. If fact, it begins and hinges on just 11 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what it says in Psalm 127:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Unless the Lord builds the house,&lt;br /&gt;the builders labor in vain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Lord is the master builder. Remember, He is the creator and designer of family.  I don't know much about building but one thing I do know is that you don't bring the builder and the designer into the process at the end. He is consulted from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons many of us have crooked, lopsided and dysfunctional families is that we brought the Builder in at the end. We tried to construct and put together ourselves and our families on our own. We don't know a 2 by 4 from a 6 by 4 and we tried to build our own house and then we asked the Lord to bless our mess. We need to bring Him in at the beginning. God wants to be the builder, building your life, your relationships and your family from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are contemplating a family, beginning one or in need of a family makeover there is one plan and one Planner. If you let the Lord take control from the beginning or release control and let him take over, He will establish your family according to His will and purpose. He will build your family according to His blueprints. However remember, He will not violate your will. God will give you what you need but you have to release him to do His work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stated earlier as with any remodel it takes work, effort, time and determination. My prayer is that you and I will stop our DIY family projects and turn them and ourselves over to the expert. You will be shocked, amazed and pleased at the before and after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-6466239408101099781?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6466239408101099781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=6466239408101099781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6466239408101099781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6466239408101099781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/07/11-words.html' title='11 Words'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-4193553263074529838</id><published>2010-07-13T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:33:40.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't have said it better myself</title><content type='html'>Hey there. I hope you are having a great summer. I would love for you to take a look at my brother Steve's blog post. I have been thinking a lot about what he writes and to be honest I couldn't have said it better myself. By the way, he learned everything from me. Ck it out @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://attheridge.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://attheridge.wordpress.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Aren't you glad God doesn't take vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-4193553263074529838?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4193553263074529838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=4193553263074529838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/4193553263074529838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/4193553263074529838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/07/couldnt-have-said-it-better-myself.html' title='Couldn&apos;t have said it better myself'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-7024440737210126377</id><published>2010-06-15T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:59:24.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vuvuzelas</title><content type='html'>If you've watched the World Cup, you have no doubt been annoyed by the  sound that drowns out even the TV announcers. The sound is from the vuvuzela, South Africa's answer to the Thunderstick. It's  a small plastic trumpet that cost less than a dollar to make and creates no known musical notes. But when thousands of people blow them simultaneously, you get a loud, incessant hum that makes the entire stadium sound like it's being attacked by  bees. It's normal to find them at any South African soccer match. Ask just about anyone though and they will tell you they hate them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday I preached a message from John 10 where Jesus describes himself as the "Good Shepherd." He tells us that we need to hear, listen and follow His voice. He then, in vs 5, warns us that there will be other voices and we need to learn to not listen to them. In fact, He tells us we should "run away" from those voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus knows that just like the vuvuzela, Satan wants to distract you and create noise that drowns your ability to hear and listen to Him. If he can do that following Jesus becomes more difficult. Jesus gives us a simple and somewhat unexpected way to eliminate the distraction of the strangers voice. It's sacrificial love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In vs 10 he tells us that Satan wants to "steal  and kill and destroy." In other words distract us with the noise of this world and therefore kill our ability to hear Jesus.  He wants us to have "life, and have it to the full" if we will only listen and follow His voice. In vs 11 He tells us how to hear that voice when he says the "shepherd lays down his life for the sheep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strategy for silencing the other voices and noise of the world is in first recognizing and accepting the sacrificial love that Jesus has for us and then practicing that same kind of love by sacrificially loving others. If I want to lead the rich and satisfying life that Jesus offers I must let everything I think, do and say be colored by His love. In order to do that I have to silence the incessant noise of the world that wants to steal my attention and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you watch the World Cup don't let the sound of the vuvuzela keep you from enjoying the matches and as you live your life don't let the noise of the strangers voice steal your love for Jesus and the world he wants to reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-7024440737210126377?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/7024440737210126377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=7024440737210126377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/7024440737210126377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/7024440737210126377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/vuvzelas.html' title='Vuvuzelas'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-3587977031403779477</id><published>2010-06-04T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T16:46:03.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't Understand A Word (DR Update)</title><content type='html'>Just got to the hotel in Santo Domingo. To say it was a busy day would be an understatement. We finally arrived in the DR at about 1:00pm  after a night stuck in Miami,. We went to get our checked luggage (not really luggage - we were caring in 4 duffle bags full of diapers), and sure enough the luggage didn't make it. Why would I expect anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Casa de Luz so Frank could meet with the employees there. Before the meeting I got a chance to meet with the Dominican Director of SCORE International and some of his team. They were there to lend their support and connect with us. It was a brief meeting but I hope a fruitful one as we discussed potential partnerships between them and Casa de Luz. They also brought along their construction guy who assessed the needs on the 2nd floor addition and he hopes to give an estimate to get it in the dry (roof) and/or completely finish it out soon. Looking forward to seeing those figures. We then went in to the meeting with Casa de Luz leadership and then all of the employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those who know me well you know my Spanish is limited to counting to 20 or so and maybe a few countrified (not sure if that's a word but my TN &amp;amp; KY friends are right with me) words. Well, you guessed it, the entire meeting was in Spanish. At first I was uncomfortable. Then I realized my role  today was not going to be played with words (and that's strange for me). My role today was to pray and lend silent support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a funny thing happened during the meeting. I began to understand. Now I don't mean I suddenly became bilingual. I didn't understand a word that was being said. What I do mean is that I began to understand what was happening in the room. God was working. God was speaking. He was calming fears, healing hurts, repairing relationships, restoring confidence and setting things right. Yes, He was using Franks words (that I didn't understand), but it was more than that, it was His Spirit. God was making a way. He was clearing the junk and obstacles that a few hours earlier threatened to take down a vital piece of His kingdom and a tool to reach forgotten and abandoned children, innocent children, that don't care about funding, politics and employee meetings. They just want to be touched, held, cared for and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got to see what I think St Francis of Assisi meant when he said        "Preach the gospel always, if necessary use words."  I got to see my friend Frank be a living reflection of the love, courage and strength of Christ. I got see him be a man filled with grace &amp;amp; mercy. A man filled with God's Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for what I saw today even though I couldn't understand a word. More on the DR later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-3587977031403779477?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3587977031403779477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=3587977031403779477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3587977031403779477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3587977031403779477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/couldnt-understand-word-dr-update.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Understand A Word (DR Update)'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-4106678918950847023</id><published>2010-06-04T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T06:57:10.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy &amp; Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>As I write this I am sitting in the Miami Airport after a long day and night of delays and canceled flights, trying to get to Santo Domingo for a meeting. So I am not sure I am in the right frame of mind to write about mercy and forgiveness but here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a baseball fan you are aware of what happened Wed. evening when the Detroit Tigers played the Cleveland Indians. Armando Galarraga had 2 outs in the bottom of the ninth inning and 1 to go to not only complete the no hitter but 1 out to complete a perfect game. That means no batters reached base at all. No hits, errors or walks.  To put that in perspective, there have only been 22 of those in the history of the game.  To put that in perspective 30 teams play 162 games a year and they have been playing for about 100 years and there have only been 22. A rare feat indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Joyce, an umpire with 20+ years of experience, was at first base. A sharply hit ball went toward first base. Galarraga covered for a close play at the bag. The umpire called the runner safe but after replay it was discovered that the runner was out. The 23rd perfect game should have been recorded but instead this historical event went away on a blown call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot to learn from the story. But, the most important thing is how Armando Galarraga responded to the call. He could have blown up, thrown a fit on the field, called for the umpire to resign or be fired, asked for an inquiry or much more. All of which by the way Detroit Tigers leadership, fans and TV and radio talking heads did. Instead Galarraga displayed his character by showing Joyce, who admitted that he blew the call and cost Armando the game, mercy, forgiveness and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as Christians can learn a lot from Armando. The gospel message is a message of mercy, forgiveness and grace. It is the message that Armando drew for us in his response to Joyce. May we seize the opportunity to reflect that same attitude and character as we respond to this world. I don't know if Galarraga is a Christ Follower but he sure looked like one on Wed. night. I hope we look like one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to smile at the AA employee as I try to get on stand by. Mercy! Grace! Forgiveness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-4106678918950847023?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4106678918950847023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=4106678918950847023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/4106678918950847023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/4106678918950847023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/mercy-forgiveness.html' title='Mercy &amp; Forgiveness'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-5072772309490009189</id><published>2010-06-03T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:03:45.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hour Trip</title><content type='html'>I am heading out this afternoon to the Dominican Republic. Many of you know that BridgePoint established a relationship with Project Child and their orphanage, Casa de Luz, in 2008. Last year we took a team down to do construction, outreaches in to the Hatian batay's and more. Since our trip we have continued to support Casa de Luz and are currently in a campaign to raise $25,000 to put a roof on the second floor of the facility.&lt;a href="http://www.bridgepointonline.org/events_details.asp?id=86166"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bridgepointonline.org/?page=OperationCrazyLove"&gt; (learn how you can get involved here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent months with the economy and a lot of money being diverted to Haiti earthquake relief, the available moneys to continue to operate the orphanage have decreased by 50%. As a result there is a substantial amount of unrest in the Dominican employees and a movement to bring the DR government in with the thought that they could help sustain the work there. If that were to happen it would have the opposite effect. You see, many of the children were quite frankly, rescued from government facilities in the first place. The care would be sub par and many of the ministry opportunities would cease to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Valaderes and I are flying out this afternoon in an emergency effort to squelch this movement and to access the needs. We will be meeting with officials, Casa de Luz employees as well as potential ministry partners on the ground in the DR. It will be a quick trip, less that 24 hours. I am asking all of you to pray for positive results, healing for the relationships with the DR employees, meetings with potential partners and most of all for the children of Casa de Luz and their continued care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also ask you to consider making a donation to Casa de Luz. You can do so by sending a check to us at BridgePoint Church and indicating it is for Casa de Luz. To make it easy you can go to our &lt;a href="http://www.bridgepointonline.org/donations/"&gt;web site&lt;/a&gt; and make a donation online. 100% of those donations will go to meet immediate needs at Casa de Luz. If we can increase the available funds many of the fears that are prompting the unrest and government intervention will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking the time to read this and for your help. Pray for Frank &amp;amp; I as we go. We will return on Friday afternoon and I will post an update then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;br /&gt;Tim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-5072772309490009189?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5072772309490009189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=5072772309490009189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5072772309490009189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5072772309490009189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/24-hour-trip.html' title='24 Hour Trip'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-1764422615820739285</id><published>2010-06-02T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T08:18:25.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating the Difference</title><content type='html'>When I was younger I remember asking my mom to define worship for me. We talked from a number of directions and as the conversation was winding down she turned from the kitchen sink and said, "Tim, worship is simple. It's celebrating the difference. When we recognize who God is and then recognize who we are we realize there is a difference and can't help but celebrate. Worship is simply celebrating that difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always remembered that definition and in fact talked about that at a recent BridgePoint worship experience. You can watch &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12060146"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have discovered who God really is. How big, mighty and awesome He is and out of that discovery, celebrated! Jesus said in John 4:23 that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"a time is coming and has now come when true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks." &lt;/span&gt;Go out and celebrate the difference today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-1764422615820739285?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1764422615820739285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=1764422615820739285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1764422615820739285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1764422615820739285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2010/06/celebrating-difference.html' title='Celebrating the Difference'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-6109330169816152492</id><published>2009-12-21T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:03:13.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I have posted on this blog. Some of that is just being negligent but much of it has been because we have been moving into a new house. To say it has been a task would be an understatement.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we came back to St Pete to begin BridgePoint Church we knew getting into our own home may take awhile but we never dreamed it would take 3 1/2 years. In that time we have moved into 3 different rentals and finally our own place. They say that one of the top 5 stress producers is moving. I'm not sure what moving 4 times in 3 1/2 years has done to our stress level but I'm sure it is pretty high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had to do a lot of work on the new house and there is still much to do but we are in and are slowly getting settled. Part of that process has been dealing with all of the stuff that has been stored away. You know what I'm talking about, that stuff that we just move from place to place but really never unpack. It could be keepsakes or things we think are too good to throw out or give away but never really use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this move we have made a commitment to finally get rid of some of those things. After a couple of trips to Goodwill we have much less to deal with and are down to just a few boxes that need to be sorted through. I must admit it's a good and freeing feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was emptying some boxes the other day I thought of how the process I was going through was much like my journey with Christ. I was reminded of a poem in Tim Hansel's book "Holy Sweat." The poem is about a person who is on a tandem bike ride with Christ. At a certain point in the journey the rider decides it is better with Christ on the front of the bike, taking the lead. That's when the excitement and adventure begins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the poem progresses the bike rider experiences some of the benefits of Christ having control. Here's what it says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"He took me to people with gifts that I needed,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gifts of healing, acceptance and joy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They gave me gifts to take on my journey,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my Lord's and mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And we were off again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He said, 'Give the gifts away;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they're extra baggage, too much weight.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I did, to the people we met,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I found that in giving I received,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and still our burden was light."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this season of gift giving and receiving I hope you receive the gifts you need. But, I hope you realize that often times the reason you received that gift in the first place was so you could give it away. You see, Christ blesses our lives so that we can be a blessing to others but often times we take the gifts He gives us and selfishly pack them away thinking we might need them some day. It's really an issue of trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we truly believe Paul when he writes, "And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus," the idea of giving things away becomes quite easy. In fact, it can be kinda fun and definitely freeing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Sunday I shared a message from 1 John 4:9-11. In that message I talked about God's "crazy love" for us and how His gift of Jesus was not only given to us to meet our needs but it was given so that we might give it away. Here is that passage from The Message:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This is how God showed his love for us;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God sent his only Son in the world so we&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;might live through him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is the kind of love we are talking about -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;not that we once upon a time loved God,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but that he loved us and sent his Son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;as a sacrifice to clear away our sins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the damage they've done to our&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;relationship with God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My dear, dear friends,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if God loved us like this, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we certainly ought to love each other."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think that passage nails the point I am trying to make. God has given us this incredibly gift. It's a gift of love, forgiveness and hope. It's the gift that not only we need but the gift the whole world needs and is looking for. We can pack it away thinking it is only for us or we can share it with the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Christmas I hope you will grasp how awesome and crazy God's love for you is and how He wants to supply all of your needs. I also hope you grasp the incredible opportunity and responsibility we have to take the gift of love, the gift of Jesus and share it with those around us. It will be freeing, fun and the fulfillment of His purpose for your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-6109330169816152492?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6109330169816152492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=6109330169816152492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6109330169816152492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6109330169816152492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-8527791904236985647</id><published>2009-11-01T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:56:29.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My job is to work myself out of a job</title><content type='html'>Today at BridgePoint I shared a message from Ephesians 4.  The key verses were 11 &amp;amp; 12. Here is what they say:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It was he who gave some to be apostles, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;some to be prophets, some to be evangelists,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and some to be pastors and teachers, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;to prepare God's people for works of service,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so that the body of Christ may be built up..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I prepared for the message I was taken back to an earlier time in my ministry when I was in KY. I was a youth pastor at a fairly good size church. God had blessed and the ministry had really grown. Each Wednesday evening we had a mid-week youth gathering we called "LIFE." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One Wednesday I was in my office gathering materials to head next door to meet with the students. As I was about to leave one of our senior adult ladies walked in to my office and asked for a minute of my time. Her name was Mrs. Nance (all my KY followers will know her well). I was really busy and asked if we could talk later, but she insisted we talk right then. She asked me to take a seat and then leaned over my desk and shared some of the most impactful words I have ever heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She said, "I've been watching you and I want you to know you are not doing your job." I must confess I was very offended by her statement. You see, I was working very hard and we were seeing great results. We had the largest and most successful youth program in the city. I responded by reminding her of how far we had come, all that was going on and how hard I was working. I also reminded her that before she came in I was preparing for what I believed would be another great night with the students and that in fact, I was late for that gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She continued undeterred by my protest, "my Bible tells me that your job is to equip God's people to do the work. I see you doing all the work." She then leaned across my desk and with a shaky finger that had touched many a life she said, "don't steal my joy." Without another word she walked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I sat there at my desk, stunned. That frail 80 something year old lady had hit me right between the eyes and she was right. I had been working so hard to develop the program that I had forgotten the chief calling of my life. As a pastor my calling is to "prepare God's people for works of service." I was doing all the work but that wasn't what God wanted me to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As leaders of His church God wants us to, as I have often said, "work ourselves out of a job" and give our jobs away.  When we do that the second part of that Ephesians passage happens, "the body of Christ," is "built up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will be forever grateful for Mrs. Nance who, "speaking the truth in love" (Eph. 4:15), helped change the course of my ministry. She taught me what was most important. This week I was reminded again of what I need t o be doing each and every day as I serve Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-8527791904236985647?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8527791904236985647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=8527791904236985647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/8527791904236985647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/8527791904236985647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-job-is-to-work-myself-out-of-job.html' title='My job is to work myself out of a job'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-266804341464886329</id><published>2009-10-11T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:16:15.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Excited</title><content type='html'>Something unusual  and exciting happened this morning at BridgePoint. As usual, under the direction of Michael, our Creative Arts Pastor, we had a well planned worship experience. He and his team had planned great music, drama, visuals and I had what I felt to be a great message bringing it all together. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Michael wrapped up his music set we were supposed to take our offering and read one of our &lt;a href="http://www.my1story.com"&gt;www.my1story.com&lt;/a&gt; stories. Usually our worship is very fluid with little down time but right after the music there was this very noticeable pause in the service. I and our drama team were just off one side of the stage with Michael and many of our musicians on the other. After quite a few indecipherable hand signals I realized the offering and story had been forgotten. I went ahead and sent the drama team on stage and made my way back stage to meet Michael. When I got to him I asked what happened and his first words were "I got excited." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During his last song set Michael was captured by the power of the words he was leading our congregation to sing and lost track of the script for the day. The irony of the experience is that was exactly what happened in the passage that I was preaching from today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Ephesians 3 Paul begins a thought in verse 1 and then gets excited about what he had been telling the Gentiles in Ephesus. He gets side tracked and in his excitement goes back to a previous thought from chapter 2 and reemphasises the point. He concludes his side track with one of the most powerful and pivitol verses of scripture in the entire New Testament. Ephesians 3:12 says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In Him and through faith in Him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we may approach God &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with freedom and confidence."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow! What an awesome verse. What and awesome side track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes we make great plans and God through his Spirit redirects us. Paul allowed the Spirit and his excitement for what he was sharing to direct his letter to the people of Ephesus and God shared and awesome truth through it. Today I not only got to share Paul's experience, I got to see God do it in person. Michael's enthusiasm for the truth of what he was singing and his willingness to let the Spirit lead him gave us a picture of Paul's excitement and enthusiasm for what he was sharing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Michael for getting side tracked today. Thank you for getting excited. May we all get that excited. We are free in Christ. We have direct access to God through faith in Him. My hope and prayer is that you and I will never get side tracked from that awesome truth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-266804341464886329?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/266804341464886329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=266804341464886329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/266804341464886329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/266804341464886329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-excited.html' title='Getting Excited'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-1410686368521070761</id><published>2009-10-05T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:02:25.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Rather Be A Nail</title><content type='html'>There is an old song that says, "I'd rather be a hammer than a nail." Not me, I'd rather be the nail. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last few months I have talked with some of my pastor friends who are struggling with the number of people they see "church hopping." You know those folks that move from church to church looking for the next big thing or that place that will meet their agenda. Part of the frustration I have heard is for those people leaving churches but also those who come through the door from other places. Most of the time those folks are angry, hurt or frustrated and they bring all of that with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A number of years ago I shared a message in a youth experience that I believe applies to this struggle. I believe I called it "Nail Night." I got some of the material from a source that I long ago got rid of so if the author reads this forgive me.  In that message I shared that it is better to be a nail than a hammer. Here's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;b&gt;A nail sticks in one place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most exciting time in the history of the church is recorded in Acts 2. The beginning of that chapter says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the day of Pentecost came, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they were all together in one place."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The believers stuck together and stuck in one place. I believe God is calling us to find that one place and stick there. I once heard that a tumbleweed does not grow. It just blows from place to place, aimlessly wandering. A healthy growing plant puts down roots. It reaches deep into the place it is planted and grows tall and strong. Because of its deep roots it is able to withstand the things that may come against it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To often today people never give themselves a chance to get rooted. They jump from church to church never giving time to become planted and therefore nourished and strong. Then when the winds of change blow or frustration builds they are like the tumbleweed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;b&gt;A nail holds things together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All throughout scripture we see examples of things being held together. In 1 Corinthians 1:10 it says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;appeal to you brothers, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in the name of Jesus Christ,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that all of you agree with one another&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so that there may be no divisions among you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and that you may be perfectly united&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in mind and thought."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God wants us to stick together. Now I know their are times that this is impossible. Sometimes we find ourselves with a group of people who are moving contrary to scripture or who's mission and purpose are not loving God and loving the people he puts in our path. In these cases we need to find a new group of people, a new church, to journey with. But, in a lot of cases these days I am seeing people who leave a church because of much less important things. God wants us to be like a nail. He wants us to hold each other and his church together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Weather makes a nail stronger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've not done a lot of construction in my life but I have talked with some folks who have and one thing the tell me is that the longer a nail stays in the wood the stronger it is. I would have a tendancy to see rusty nails and remove them. That would be the wrong thing to do. You see, the rust on the nail actually makes it adhere to the wood even more. That weathered nail has more grip and is stronger than a new one. Philippians 4:11-13 says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am not saying this because I am in need,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know what it is to be in need,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I know what is is to have plenty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have learned the secret of being content in any &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and every situation, whether well fed or hungry,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;whether living in plenty or in want.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can do everything through him who gives me strength"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We need to trust God where we are and allow his strength to surpass our capacity to endure any and every situation. We need to get a little rusty and become stronger in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As Christ Followers we need to allow God to put us in the church where he wants us. That may not be a perfect place. By the way, if you find the perfect church please tell me where it is, I'd like to visit there. The reality is it doesn't exist. What God wants is for us to find a place where he is at work and get involved. He wants us to plant and root ourselves in one place, using our time there as a chance to grow through the good and the not so good. He wants us to be a part of holding together and building up what he desires, even through the hard times, because we realize that the hard times make us stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you will find the place God wants you to be. A place where you can be a nail. You have a job to do. Drive yourself in deep wherever God has you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-1410686368521070761?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1410686368521070761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=1410686368521070761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1410686368521070761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1410686368521070761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-rather-be-nail.html' title='I&apos;d Rather Be A Nail'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-8425848383512638164</id><published>2009-09-27T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:04:17.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The follow of my heart</title><content type='html'>On the new Needtobreathe album there is a song entitled "Garden." It's a fantastic song! The chorus says:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let the songs I sing bring joy to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let the words I say confess my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let the notes I choose be your favorite tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father let my heart be after you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I first heard the song I thought the final line was "let the follow of my heart be after you." When I heard the song a few more times I realized my mistake. As I have listened to the song over the last few weeks, and I have done that a lot, I keep hearing the wrong words. I know the last line is "Father let my heart..." but I keep hearing "Let the follow of my heart..."  Today I realized why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To say it has been a tough week would be an understatement. I won't go into all the reasons why but suffice it to say it has not been a good one. Today I probably should have stayed home and let someone else bring the message at BridgePoint. I just was not in the right frame of mind to preach today. Don't get me wrong, God showed up today and I believe some great things happened, but it would only be because of Him. It is amazing how He uses us in spite of ourselves sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After I got home I didn't feel like doing much except lying on the couch and zoning out with a little football (Favre is amazing), golf and even NASCAR. As I laid there the words to "Garden" kept rolling through my head. Each time I got to the last line of the chorus instead of the right words I heard "Let the follow of my heart..."  Now I am a little slow but give me a little time and even I finally get it. You see, the majority of my struggles this week, and every week for that matter, are a result of "the follow" of my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I let my heart follow after the temporary things of this world and that which brings momentary satisfaction I will always struggle. When I let anxiety and worry dictate and control my life, when I stop trusting God and try controlling  my on life and when I let the response of man rule my decisions, I am letting my heart follow the wrong thing. Faith and trust get shoved aside and stress and worry take over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That familiar verse from Jeremiah 29:11 tells us that the Lord has "plans" for you, "plans" for me. He says the Lord has "plans to give you a hope and a future." Right after that, in verse 13, he tells us that the Lord declares that "you will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." That's it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While I messed up the words to the song the truth in what I was hearing wasn't messed up at all. What God was trying to get through my thick skull was that when "the follow of my heart" is after Him I will find what I am looking for and when it is not I will struggle. It really is that simple. This week I let "the follow of my heart" get off track. This afternoon I have recommitted myself to seek and follow after Him, with all of my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How about you? Where's "the follow" of your heart? My prayer is that you also will recommit yourself to seeking after Him. Seeking Him with all of your heart. Jeremiah tells us "'I will be found by you', declares the Lord." What a promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By the way, get Needtobreathe, The Outsiders. It's a great album. You won't be disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-8425848383512638164?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/8425848383512638164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=8425848383512638164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/8425848383512638164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/8425848383512638164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/09/follow-of-my-heart.html' title='The follow of my heart'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-3925048276348785794</id><published>2009-09-20T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T18:30:25.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Him and make Him known.</title><content type='html'>These words to a chorus have been stuck in my head all week,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"All of life boils down to just one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to know Him and make Him known"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know if it is because of the series I am preaching or because I turned 51 this past Friday, but I have really been focused on those words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The series is called ONE and has really challenged me with the idea of staying focused on the "one things" that are most important. The opportunities that I have each day to live out those words. Each day God gives me "ones." It might be one touch, one conversation, one encounter or one experience. All designed to give me a chance to know Him better and make Him known to this world. I am most alive when I am allowing myself to be used to reflect Him to the world. That's what I think Paul meant when in Eph. 2:10 he said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For we are God's workmanship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;created in Christ Jesus to do good works,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which God prepared in advance or us to do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The prophet Jeremiah wrote &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord..."&lt;/span&gt; Paul tells us what that plan is. We are here to do good works. What is the good work we are here to do? See the words to the song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are here to know Him and work like crazy to make sure as many people as we can know Him too. How do we do that? By seizing the many "one" opportunities He gives us. It really is that simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What about turning 51? The fact is as I get older I realize that my window to achieve the above is getting smaller. After all I am closer to 100 than I am to 0 (that's an ugly thought) and I have fewer years left to do what He has prepared for me to do. I told someone the other day that all I have ever wanted was a chance to win. A chance to make a significant impact. As each year passes I know that my "one" opportunities get fewer. I just want to make the most of each day I am given. I want to make the most of my "ones."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will you join me in making the most of your "ones?" Make that one call. Take that one step. Have that one conversation. Reach out to the ones He puts in your path that need to know Him. I hope the words to that song resonate in your head and heart like they have in mine. Together we can make Him known, one person, one touch at a time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-3925048276348785794?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3925048276348785794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=3925048276348785794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3925048276348785794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3925048276348785794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/09/know-him-and-make-him-known.html' title='Know Him and make Him known.'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-5579414678630230132</id><published>2009-09-03T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:05:30.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running on Empty</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday I concluded a series at BridgePoint called Ordinary People Extraordinary Lives. We wrapped it up by looking at a woman in the Old Testament. Her story is recorded in 2 Kings 4. Let me give you the short version. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lady has lost her husband and inherited a great about of debt. She had no way to pay the debt and her husband's creditor was coming to take her two sons as his slaves as payment. She turned to the prophet Elisha for help. He asked her what she had to pay the debt and her reply was nothing. She was tapped out except for a "little oil." She was running on empty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a feeling, like me, many of you can relate to this woman. We are tapped out, running on empty and just trying to keep our heads above water. We are desperately looking for a way out. We turn to God and God's people looking for answers, looking for help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is so interesting about this story is what happened next. Elisha tells the woman to go ask her neighbors for their empty jars. There are three really cool things related to this request. First, by getting the neighbors jars she realizes that she is not alone in her struggle. Not only are her jars empty, her neighbors have empty jars too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often times we feel so alone in our plight. It's as if we are the only one struggling. We feel like no one else can identify with us. The reality is that all around us are people who have equal or greater needs. We are not in this alone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second interesting thing is that instead of providing a quick exit for the woman Elisha forces her further into her emptiness. By gathering her neighbors empty jars he is asking her to surround herself with more emptiness. Often times in our lives God forces us further into our emptiness before he fills us. He asks that we become totally dependent on him. He wants us to totally trust him. He wants all of us and unless we are totally empty of self he can't fill us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a promise in 1 Corinthians 10:13 it says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No temptation has seized you except what is common to man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;what you can bear. But, when you are tempted, he will also provide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a way out so that you can stand up under it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;One way to look at that scripture is the promise that as we are sometimes forced further into our emptiness we can take heart and trust that he is "faithful" and has given us the strength to endure and "bear" that emptiness. He also promises that when we can't "bear" it he will "provide a way out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;That leads me to the third truth I discovered in this story. The "way out" Elisha provided may not have seemed like a way out at first. You see, he tells the woman to pour her oil into the empty vessels she has around her. The problem is that the empty vessels he asks her to pour into aren't hers. They belong to her neighbors. Now, they had freely given them to her to help in this time of need, but the reality is that when she poured the oil into their jars she was risking them taking it for their own. After all the jars where theirs. Elisha is asking her to trust and be willing to risk what little she has. She had to trust her neighbors and the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Again, God is saying are you going to depend on me? Are you willing to give away what you are hanging on to so that you have nothing else but me? Are you willing to risk it all for me. Instead of running around on empty trying to figure it out on your own God is saying give it to me. Trust me you don't need what you are hanging on to. I will fill you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Well, the story concludes with an awesome display of God's power, faithfulness and provision. The woman pours the little bit of oil she has in jar after jar and God multiplies that oil until every last jar is full. He provides enough for her to live on and to sell to meet her debts. He meets all her needs and gives more than she asked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Great story! By the way, I like to think there was a little oil left in those jars for those neighbors too. What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Whatever It Takes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-5579414678630230132?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5579414678630230132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=5579414678630230132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5579414678630230132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5579414678630230132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/09/running-on-empty.html' title='Running on Empty'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-1801658614422110460</id><published>2009-08-23T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:46:44.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>So many times in my life I have failed to accomplish something simply because I failed to start. There have been many things that I could have done if I had only made the attempt. What stops me? I'm sure there are many factors but two really have grabbed my attention over the last few weeks.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first one is my past. So many times I fail to seize the opportunities that lie in front of me because of past failures, situations and experiences. I think Paul understood this struggle when he wrote this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I press on toward the goal to win the the prize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Philippians 3:13-14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How many times have I missed out on "the prize" because I couldn't forget the past? You see when I do, Satan has me right were he wants me. If he can keep me looking behind at all of the mistakes I've made, or all the things that didn't succeed, he has me. I'm paralyzed. Stuck looking backward and missing out on what lies ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second is when the task or goal seems unattainable I often times don't even make the attempt. I think there are a lot people like me and I think that may be one of the reasons so many people have become disconnected from the church and from God. They see the journey with God as unattainable or out of reach so they give up or worse yet don't even make the attempt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The problem is we in the church have contributed to the problem. So many un-churched and de-churched people feel like they can never measure up. They feel like the expectations of the church and therefore God can never be achieved. I often hear things like, "I've gone too far" or "that's easy for you but..." We have made the journey with God seem out of reach. Therefore they never even start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This fall we are beginning a focus at BridgePoint we are calling "one." Part of the journey will be to help our people and those we come in contact with, focus on the journey and the process as opposed to the destination. Now don't get me wrong, the destination is important. Scripture tells us that our ultimate goal is to be Christ like. That's the "prize" we are trying to win. In no way am I diluting that goal, but if we never get started on the journey in the first place we never have a chance to "win the prize." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few weeks ago I said it this way on Twitter. "Running 100 miles seems overwhelming to me but running 1 mile 100 times seems quite doable." The goal may be to run 100 miles but in order to achieve that goal I have to begin by running 1. I may even need to begin by just running, period. I have to start. I have to be willing to do one thing I haven't done before. Take that one step I didn't take yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our journey towards and with God isn't any different.  If we can create an environment where people can see the journey as doable and achievable then maybe, just maybe, we can achieve our ultimate mission of helping as many people as possible come into a dynamic and growing relationship with God. We want them to see it as a series of "ones." One step, one movement, one conversation and simply walking one day at time with Jesus Christ. Allowing Him to help us become the one he wants us to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A great example is the story of Jesus and Zacchaeus in Luke 19. Zacchaeus was a tax collector who  had abused his position and authority. To say he was far from who God wanted him to be would be an understatement. Jesus wanted Zacchaeus to become all he was intended to be and to make things right but He didn't ask him to change instantly. He knew that it would be a process and that process had to begin. How did it begin? What was the "one" step that Zacchaeus needed to make first? It began by climbing down out of a tree. That was it. I have to think that if Jesus had stood under that tree and yelled up to Zacchaeus all the changes he needed to make and what He was going to ultimately ask of him he would have been overwhelmed. He might have even yelled back down at Jesus, "no way, you are asking to much!" and stayed up in that tree. But Jesus knew that and began the journey by making the first step manageable and doable. He just asked him to climb down out of the tree. He could do that and a story of redemption, change and reconciliation began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What is the "one" thing you need to do to begin the journey with God? What simple move, adjustment or act can you do that will move you a little closer to the ultimate goal God has for your life? For those who are Christ followers what is the "one"  thing you can do to help someone who may feel far away from God move one step closer to Him. It's doable. It's achievable. It's as easy as "one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll write much more on this over the next few months. Let me know what your think and please visit &lt;a href="http://my1story.com"&gt;www.my1story.com&lt;/a&gt; and join the movement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-1801658614422110460?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1801658614422110460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=1801658614422110460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1801658614422110460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1801658614422110460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-308974046747304707</id><published>2009-08-19T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:02:42.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Be The One</title><content type='html'>About 15 or more years ago I had took a group of students to a summer camp in TN called Centrifuge. That particular week the worship leader was a young musician named Jami Smith. She wrote the great song "Your Love Is Deep."  One night she shared a simple little chorus with us. I'm not sure if she wrote it and if she did, if she ever published it. Here's how it goes...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be the one, that you can count on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be the one, who's standing tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do what you will, Father until,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I become the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Over the last few weeks It have found myself singing that little chorus over and over again. I think God is using it to prepare me for our upcoming worship series at BridgePoint. We are calling it "One." It's really more than a series. We are hoping to birth a movement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the chorus it says "do what you will, Father until, I become the one." The question I am confronted with is am I willing to allow the Father to do whatever He wants with me, knowing that His desire for me is to become who He desires for me to be. Am I willing to make that one move, have that one conversation, take that one step, take that one risk and make that one change that will move me closer to Him and ultimately closer to becoming "the one?" The "one" that He can count on, depend on and use for His glory and purpose. In Ephesians Paul says it this way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For we are God's workmanship, created in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christ Jesus to do good works, which God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prepared in advance for us to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eph. 2:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really do want to be "the one." I want God to know He can count on me to be the one "standing tall," no matter what it costs. I want to do the "good works" that God as prepared for me to do but I first I need to become "the one" by making Him the One and allowing Him to do whatever He wills for my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Am I willing? Are you willing? Our journey towards "One" begins with that question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS - Join in the conversation by sharing your "One" story at &lt;a href="http://www.my1story.com"&gt;www.my1story.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-308974046747304707?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/308974046747304707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=308974046747304707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/308974046747304707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/308974046747304707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-be-one.html' title='I Want To Be The One'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-1352266783696628050</id><published>2009-08-16T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:07:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She got it!</title><content type='html'>I just finished sharing a message on Mary of Bethany at BridgePoint Church. We are doing a series called Ordinary People Extraordinary Lives. Today's ordinary person often called the other Mary, has really captured my thoughts. She is such an amazing women. What makes her so is the fact that she got it. She got what Jesus was all about and as a result she responded accordingly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see I think the vast majority of us who call ourselves "Christ followers," while we claim to get it, don't, and as a result we spend the majority of our time and energy responding in the wrong way. You see in the 3 recordings of Mary's relationship with Jesus (Luke 10, John 11 &amp;amp; John 12) we find her in the same place, at his feet. She knew who Jesus was and positioned herself in the most appropriate place to respond to him. She was at his feet worshiping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times do I, while claiming to get it, spend my time in less important places, positions and practicing, while good, less important things. Today I am grateful for the picture of Mary of Bethany. She is an ordinary woman who has an extraordinary understanding of what is most important. My prayer is that I and you will spend our time like she spent her time, at his feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-1352266783696628050?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/1352266783696628050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=1352266783696628050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1352266783696628050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/1352266783696628050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-got-it.html' title='She got it!'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-6497612511746265339</id><published>2009-08-03T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:47:11.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing with a friend</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I preached a message in our Ordinary People Extraordinary Lives series on Onesiphorus. He is a man who stood by Paul when he was in prison in Rome. You can read about him in 2 Timothy 1. During the message I shared a story I found on the internet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackie Robinson, the famous baseball player who broke the color barrier in MLB with the Brooklyn Dodgers, was a victim of hate wherever he went. He even had to endure it at his home park of Ebbets Field in NY. Not long after Jackie came into the league he was playing 2nd base during a home game. He made a costly fielding error and the home crowd let him have it. Racial slurs and verbal attacks were hurled from every corner of the stadium. As the volume increased Pee Wee Reese, the much loved shortstop of the Brooklyn Dodgers walked over to 2nd base where the dejected Robinson stood, head down. Pee Wee simply walked over, stood next to Jackie, put his arm around him and faced the crowd. With that simple jester Pee Wee silenced that hostile crowd. Jackie was later quoted as saying that one moment saved his career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pee Wee and Onesiphorous have a lot in common. Both of them ignored the risks and in genuine love and concern stood by a friend. I can't help but wonder how much different our world would be if we would reach out to each other the same way. Right now all around us are people who feel alone, rejected and abandoned. What would happen if we would see them as Jesus sees them and respond to them with a simple touch. Just like Paul and Jackie it could be life changing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-6497612511746265339?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6497612511746265339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=6497612511746265339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6497612511746265339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6497612511746265339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/08/standing-with-friend.html' title='Standing with a friend'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-4580789945804236340</id><published>2009-07-31T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:28:02.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love FB!</title><content type='html'>I love Facebook! It's so cool to catch up with people from the past and find old friends. The best part is discovering what people are doing with their lives. In recent days I have seen where friends are doing ministry all over the world, planting new churches, adopting children, developing leaders and making an impact for the kingdom. It's awesome! God is using so many of my friends to do so many great things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Twitter! With it I get to see what is happening and how God is using them right now. I just got a tweet from someone who is preparing a sermon for Sunday, another who is on her way to be a counselor at camp, one who is working with Student Life all summer and another who is gathering with a group of kids for a night of fun and fellowship. Again, it's awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful that God has used me in a small way in many of their lives but I am more grateful for how they continue to impact my life. Each Facebook posting and each tweet is like fuel in the tank. They encourage me and give me energy for each new day and task. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is in the multiplication business. He uses us to multiply His kingdom. That's why we are here. Each post each tweet is an opportunity to continue that process of multiplying and growing the Kingdom of God. We have so many tools available to us today. Never take for granted the opportunity God is giving each one of us. So post, post, post and tweet, tweet, tweet and let God use who you are and what you are doing for His glory! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-4580789945804236340?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/4580789945804236340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=4580789945804236340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/4580789945804236340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/4580789945804236340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-fb.html' title='I Love FB!'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-6472640363568449689</id><published>2009-07-27T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:32:18.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of One</title><content type='html'>This fall BridgePoint is beginning a campaign that we hope will turn into a movement. We are calling it One. The longer version would be The Power of One. Before I go further let me say I know there is a campaign out there called One. It was started by U2's Bono. It is a campaign to fight extreme poverty and disease. We in no way are trying to steal their thing. In fact we will be encouraging our people to get involved with One. If you would like more information go to www.one.org  and see what they are doing. What we are doing at BP is expanding into the spiritual truths of One. The power of The One, Jesus Christ. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am excited about where we are going and will from time to time be blogging about our experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was thinking about the power of one and how I could illustrate that for our people. I am sure you have all heard the example of taking a penny and doubling it every day for 27 days. If you do that at the end of the 27th day your 1 penny would become $1,320,417.20. WOW! The power of that one penny reproducing itself is incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another example is one I have used in youth talks for years. I found it in a little book called "Boiling Water in a Paper Cup and other unbelievables." It was a book I checked out from the Winter Haven High School library in the 10th grade and never returned. I'd hate to see that fee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the book is another example of the power of one. Suppose it were possible to cut a large sheet of paper in half, then in quarters, eighths, sixteenths and so on for 53 cuttings. If you then piled up all of those pieces of paper, one on top of the other, how high would your pile be? The answer is hard to believe. That pile of paper would be 350 million miles high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, you might be saying what does that have to do with one? You're talking about many more pennies and pieces of paper than one. What I'm talking about is the power of that first, one. The power of the first penny. The power of that first piece of paper and it's first cut. If you and I would realize the power we have to begin a movement simply by duplicating or reproducing ourselves and then teaching those who we produce to do the same and so on and so on, we can quickly discover that we can be a part of changing the world. It's that whole "pay it forward" idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of us who are Christ followers this idea has awesome power. Often times we feel overwhelmed at how far our world has moved away from God, and I am sure if you are like me, you have said "but what can I do about it?", or "it's too big for one person." But when you look at it like the penny or the paper it becomes much more doable. There's power in your oneness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All we have to do is focus on the "one" opportunities that God gives us. We need to take advantage of that one chance, have that one conversation, take that one step, share our one story and make that one effort. If we do, and then teach others to do the same, we will see the power of one. We will reach our world and make the impact God wants us to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I will visit this idea many more times in the future. Remember, there's power in your oneness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-6472640363568449689?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/6472640363568449689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=6472640363568449689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6472640363568449689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/6472640363568449689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-one.html' title='The Power of One'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-5134411243387640006</id><published>2009-07-14T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:02:13.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary People Extraordinary Lives</title><content type='html'>At my church, BridgePoint, we are doing a summer series called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ordinary People, Extraordinary Lives&lt;/span&gt;. We are looking at individuals in the Bible who while they were quite ordinary God used them in extraordinary ways. It's a fun series but also comforting because I have spent most of my life fighting the "ordinaries" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I continue this journey of pastoring a church and spending a lot of my time preparing weekly messages I am amazed at how God confirms and colors each weeks message by the things I see and the experiences I have each week. Tonight is another one of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am watching the All Star Game on TV. There is nothing like the mid-summer classic. I really do love baseball. During the opening ceremonies they of course honored the ballplayers who were voted into the game. By the way this years group is great. But, in addition they honored ordinary people who have gone above and beyond. Ordinary people who have tackled problems, issues and needs in their communities. Ordinary people who have accomplished extraordinary things right in the middle of their everyday lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Sunday I am sharing a message about an ordinary man who while going about his daily tasks allowed God to use him. He didn't do anything spectacular or that would even be noticed. He just allowed God to use him how he was and where he was. All he was doing was carrying water. But in the act of carrying that water God used him to pave the way and prepare the world for Jesus' sacrifice on the cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is what God is looking for. Not people with extreme talents or abilities. Not people who can hit a baseball 400 feet or throw a 95 mile per hour fastball. Not people who can speak eloquently or who can sing. Not people who have tremendous amounts of money, power or influence. Those are all good and if you have those abilities you must recognize who gave them to you and give them back to Him. But what I think God searches for are those of us who are willing to give our everyday, walking around, ordinary lives to Him and let Him do whatever he wants with them. Knowing that what He wants is to make our lives extraordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That has certainly been true in my life. I thank God everyday for how he takes ordinary me and allows me to partner with Him. That's extraordinary! I'm glad I get to be a member of the Order of Water Jar Carriers. Will you join me? Will you allow God to take you right were you are and do something extraordinary with your life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-5134411243387640006?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/5134411243387640006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=5134411243387640006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5134411243387640006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/5134411243387640006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/07/ordinary-people-extraordinary-lives.html' title='Ordinary People Extraordinary Lives'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-3154290964833748690</id><published>2009-07-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:04:07.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UP!</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; am preparing for a series we are calling Ordinary People, Extraordinary Lives. We will take a look at different individuals in scripture who God used in extraordinary ways to do extraordinary things for Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While I was in Jacksonville last week my family and I went to see the Pixar movie, UP. It was a great movie and I highly recommend it even if you don't have kids.  I don't want to steal anything from the movie but there is this one part that really struck me. You see the main character in the movie has grown old, lost his wife and in his mind has failed to succeed in the great adventure of his and her life. He is consumed with the fact that he and his wife never accomplished their life's dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As the movie goes on he discovers that the things he most values and the things that he thinks are keeping his dream of adventure alive, are actually the things that are keeping the adventure from happening. Only when he is willing to let go of those things does he experience the life he dreamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How many of us are missing out on the adventure of a life time because we can't let go? How many times do I miss out on opportunities to experience that "life abundantly" that Jesus offers because I can't let go of what I perceive to be the things that are going to give it to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jesus said "Do not store &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; treasures on earth... But store &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for yourself treasures in heaven. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lord help me to let go of that which I treasure. Help me to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to you everything that I am and all I hope to be, knowing that in your hands I can experience the adventure and life I dream of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Go see the movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-3154290964833748690?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3154290964833748690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=3154290964833748690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3154290964833748690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3154290964833748690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/07/up.html' title='UP!'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-2870004030674965183</id><published>2009-06-09T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:05:40.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week in the DR</title><content type='html'>This week I am with 25 people from my church in the Dominican Republic. We are working with an organization called Project Child that runs an orphanage in Santo Domingo called Casa de Luz. The main focus of Casa de Luz's outreach are the handicapped children often discarded by society here. We are working at the orphanage on a variety of projects. We are also working through out the area in hospital burn wards, maternity wards and in variety of the poorer communities in and around Santo Domingo.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I sit here and reflect on all God is doing this week I am reminded of the opportunities given me 30+ years ago as I went on mission trips as a teen. I can only hope that God sparks in those here with me this week the same revelation He gave to me on those trips and that is that He could use me. Me, with all my past mistakes and flaws. That revelation was life changing. I am who and where I am because of that discovery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about you, but I am constantly amazed at the fact that God takes ordinary people and does extra-ordinary things with their lives. It blows my mind that God wants to partner with me to reveal Himself to the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that same mind blowing truth happens to some of my friends here in the Dominican with me this week. I hope that they have the same type of life-changing experience that I had. I also hope that you all discover the extra-ordinary life God wants to provide for you. All it takes is you saying those two simple words, I Will...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever It Takes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-2870004030674965183?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/2870004030674965183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=2870004030674965183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/2870004030674965183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/2870004030674965183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-in-dr.html' title='A Week in the DR'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525661497875394731.post-3415249379667885095</id><published>2009-06-04T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:38:00.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will...Go!</title><content type='html'>I am beginning a new series this week at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BridgePoint&lt;/span&gt; Church. It is entitled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Will... Go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We are going to be taking a look at Jesus' assignment to the disciples and us found in Acts 1:8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was preparing this week I was struck by two things I had never seen in this simple verse. 1st, Jesus promises the power to accomplish the task before he even tells them what the task is. How many times have I asked what he wanted me to do so I can see if I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt; to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end most of my communications with "Whatever It Takes!" That is so easy to say, and even easier to write, but so difficult to live out. What makes it difficult is when the "It" is defined. I want to live that statement out but often times find myself asking for the task first so that I can rely on my on power to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said &lt;em&gt;"you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; power."&lt;/em&gt; Not you may or it could happen, but it will happen and therefore the task is secondary cause I will be able to do it. What a great promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; thing I noticed was His statement &lt;em&gt;"and you will be my witnesses."&lt;/em&gt; That word &lt;em&gt;"will"&lt;/em&gt; is written in the imperative. In other words I must be a witness. Jesus is not saying will you. He is saying "you will." If you have my Spirit (power) in you, you will bear witness to me in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way He promises us in that famous Matthew passage (Matthew 28:20) that He will be with us, "always." That makes saying "I Will", regardless of the task so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Will...Whatever It Takes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525661497875394731-3415249379667885095?l=pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/feeds/3415249379667885095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7525661497875394731&amp;postID=3415249379667885095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3415249379667885095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525661497875394731/posts/default/3415249379667885095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointsfromthebridge.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-willgo.html' title='I Will...Go!'/><author><name>Tim Whipple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06268254185122659018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bb67uOuHbfc/SigXUt1jDsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yaZ83uy1sSo/S220/tim_teaching_2-1_lo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
