<?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-3170710288496011748</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:08:17.801-07:00</updated><category term='sin'/><category term='home'/><category term='Amazement'/><category term='Adoration'/><category term='Praise'/><category term='God&apos;s provision'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='church'/><category term='cleansing'/><category term='trip'/><title type='text'>Devo</title><subtitle type='html'>Relating Faith to Life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-5868671133190586165</id><published>2008-04-01T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T12:15:09.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show me the value!</title><summary type='text'>Do you remember the old Windy's commercial "Show me the beef?"  I loved those commercials!  I can still see and hear that older lady slapping her hand down and crying out "show me the beef!"The Bible teaches the moment I trusted Jesus for my salvation, I was given a new citizenship in God's kingdom, adopted into God's family, and now am part of God's dwelling.  I belong, am in family relationship</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/5868671133190586165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=5868671133190586165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/5868671133190586165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/5868671133190586165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2008/04/show-me-value.html' title='Show me the value!'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-414247124103016736</id><published>2007-10-04T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:59:22.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><title type='text'>Where would I be?</title><summary type='text'>On my drive to Bend the other morning all of the sudden in my mind was floating the question: "Where would I be without Christ?" It continued to haunt me moment after moment, and hour after hour that day. This question hasnt' gone away yet.What would my life look like if Christ hadn't stepped in and rescued me? Like everyone else in this world I naturally reject God's direction for my life and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/414247124103016736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=414247124103016736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/414247124103016736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/414247124103016736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-would-i-be.html' title='Where would I be?'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-1581195740923418227</id><published>2007-07-31T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:34:21.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No man knows his time.</title><summary type='text'>Why isn't the cruise ship leaving port?  It is now after the time we were all to be back on the ship and past the departure time.   If I were late boarding, what would the ship do?  I wonder who lost track of time and didn't return yet?All these questions and more were running through my mind as we waited for departure from our port of call on our Alaska cruise.  It was about an hour later that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/1581195740923418227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=1581195740923418227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/1581195740923418227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/1581195740923418227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-man-knows-his-time.html' title='No man knows his time.'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-6252892864449823488</id><published>2007-04-25T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T14:20:42.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson from our Nerves</title><summary type='text'>One of our unique systems God designed for us is our nervous system.  Because of our nervous system we can experience touch, a sense of smell and taste, sight, respond to danger and more.  Our nervous system acts as the communication lines for our body.  Each part uses those lines to communicate to the central processor - our brain.  When those lines are broken, this path of communciation is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/6252892864449823488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=6252892864449823488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/6252892864449823488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/6252892864449823488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/04/lesson-from-our-nerves.html' title='A Lesson from our Nerves'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-7216274010246626435</id><published>2007-04-02T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T13:03:08.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuzzy Vision</title><summary type='text'>Several years ago I noticed that driving at night had become uncomfortable because the headlights would be glaring and the street signs became harder to read.  So I made an appointment with my optomitrist to get some driving glasses.  When he examined me he said that I didn't need driving glasses but bifocals.  This made me feel old, but the doc had correctly identified that I had problems in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/7216274010246626435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=7216274010246626435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/7216274010246626435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/7216274010246626435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/04/fuzzy-vision.html' title='Fuzzy Vision'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-2754676418615625300</id><published>2007-02-24T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:58:17.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Warm</title><summary type='text'>A week ago today I was able to spend the entire day outside, wearing a simple sweatshirt.  We hit the mid-60's - a taste of spring.  I cleaned up some of the flower beds, cut back the dead follage of the perenials and more.  It felt good to enjoy the warmth.Today the story is different.  Instead of 60's, there is snow on the ground and the high will be in the mid-30's.  Compared to the warmth of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/2754676418615625300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=2754676418615625300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/2754676418615625300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/2754676418615625300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/02/staying-warm.html' title='Staying Warm'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-4993116664790631248</id><published>2007-01-30T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:50:36.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s provision'/><title type='text'>Just a valve</title><summary type='text'>For some reason our dishwasher quit working.  It is only about 10 years old and should have years of life yet, but it stopped.  The problem stemed around not being able to get the hot water into the tank.  If I manually filled the bottom with hot water, it would run through the cycle and drain fine, but when it came to fill up again, it just sat there.What to do?  I broke down and called an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/4993116664790631248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=4993116664790631248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/4993116664790631248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/4993116664790631248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-valve.html' title='Just a valve'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-7521701775627569536</id><published>2007-01-13T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:13:06.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleansing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Gone Forever!</title><summary type='text'>Something has happened! It was acting kind of funny and we restarted and now we can't find a thing. Yup, computer troubles are not fun. My associate had set out on a mission to make the computer she inherited for her office her own. That involved deleting files, and in the process trying to rename the computer by her name instead of it's former user.Unfortunately in the process of renaming, all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/7521701775627569536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=7521701775627569536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/7521701775627569536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/7521701775627569536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/01/gone-forever.html' title='Gone Forever!'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3170710288496011748.post-2700375350129296308</id><published>2007-01-09T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:57:20.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Great to be home!</title><summary type='text'>We were making great time. The roads were fairly clear. We were dreaming of stopping for a leisurely dinner at Carino's after a long drive from San Jose. Then just north of Klamath Falls a police car sped by with lights and siren blaring. It wasn't long until we were stopped cold by a very serious accident with a five hour wait until the highway would reopen.The choice we faced was to turn around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/feeds/2700375350129296308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3170710288496011748&amp;postID=2700375350129296308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/2700375350129296308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3170710288496011748/posts/default/2700375350129296308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fbcbend.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-to-be-home.html' title='Great to be home!'/><author><name>Pastor Mike Kirkman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17556733142815552950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
