<?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-4299263196908804554</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:28:37.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pastor's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-2558149088962588906</id><published>2010-04-05T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:05:34.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling like an outsider</title><content type='html'>Sitting in my office, basking in the afterglow of Easter Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often considered myself a bit of a misfit in ministry. I'm not really very familiar with the religious side of Christianity. My experience has stemmed more from a love of the Bible, and a desire to faithfully follow Christ, which led to a serious study in theology. I kind of jumped over the "go to church," "be religious," "learn the traditions," steps of most people with Christian faith. So I must confess, many of the religious practices of many churches leave me mystified. A few months ago I researched the odd practice of Ash Wednesday, trying unsuccessfully to find an appropriate application of the practice that could be considered biblical. It seems pretty far removed from the heart of biblical Christianity. This of course led to the "celebration??" of lent. A tradition that almost all of my Christian friends participated in, and I could not help but feel it communicated a message quite contrary to the grace that is found in the Bible. I do not want to suggest that any of my brothers and sisters in Christ who derive any joy or spiritual strength from these practices should stop doing them. Rather I am concerned that many churches and Christians practice these rituals without any true thought to the significance of the actions on themselves, or others. We (Christians) have seemed to be so in love with the organization of church, it has replaced a passionate love for Christ. Many people I know gave up something for lent as an attempt to lose weight, or as a challenge for their self-discipline, or in some cases "just for fun." It is times like these that make me feel like an outsider to the church. I just don't get the attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say, what a wonderful Good Friday/Easter weekend I enjoyed as a pastor at Harbor Church. It was so enjoyable to reflect on the sacrifice of Christ and the impact of his resurrection on humanity. The actual, historic, and biblical events formed the backdrop for a time of introspection and worship. I am grateful to God for the fact that he reaches different people in different ways. He reached me over 30 years ago, as a teenager who did not give a thought about the spiritual or eternal world. He continues to reach me as an adult who can't stand religious tradition. I do not believe that my opinion is right or wrong. I recognize it is an opinion, therefore just a preference, but I am glad that God can touch the heart of a man with preferences such as I have. As you read these words, I pray that God might touch your heart just as you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-2558149088962588906?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/2558149088962588906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=2558149088962588906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/2558149088962588906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/2558149088962588906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2010/04/feeling-like-outsider.html' title='Feeling like an outsider'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-7297163260707666430</id><published>2010-03-25T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:08:21.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reasonable Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/S6veNu7hNLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ee4DUgx05dA/s1600/Indeed!+-+Title+FOR+PROGRAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/S6veNu7hNLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ee4DUgx05dA/s320/Indeed!+-+Title+FOR+PROGRAM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452696101379454130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really enjoying preparing my current message series. I enjoy explaining to people the historic evidences for the truth of Christianity. The literal and physical resurrection of Jesus is probably the most controversial of all of the Bible's claims. It is also the most significant, without the resurrection, there is NO Christianity! Fortunately for the believer, the resurrection is also one of the most historically reliable accounts we have in the Bible. In fact, amazingly it is one of the most verifiable historic events in all of antiquity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is unfortunate, that in a time when this kind of information would truly benefit the church's evangelism efforts, most modern believers have no idea that there faith has a reasonable, verifiable basis. They are left mumbling something like "we should believe with our heart and not our head." They know the words to thousands of "christian" pop tunes, but are left speechless when called upon for a reasoned explanation for the faith they claim to hold so dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use." -Galileo Galilei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-7297163260707666430?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/7297163260707666430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=7297163260707666430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/7297163260707666430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/7297163260707666430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasonable-faith.html' title='A Reasonable Faith'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/S6veNu7hNLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ee4DUgx05dA/s72-c/Indeed!+-+Title+FOR+PROGRAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-6094612058024183485</id><published>2010-03-24T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:39:41.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>video test</title><content type='html'>Trying to post a video to see if future video blogs might work.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this clip from a beautiful day riding up Mt Lassen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1190281363615" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1190281363615" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-6094612058024183485?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/6094612058024183485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=6094612058024183485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6094612058024183485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6094612058024183485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2010/03/video-test.html' title='video test'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-6178983516818165119</id><published>2010-03-24T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:35:09.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastor to Pastor</title><content type='html'>This morning I had coffee with Don, a pastor from Roseville. The encouragement I received from our short time together reminded me just how significant pastors can be in other pastor's lives. I left our short time together feeling refreshed and knowing that God is working through different people in different ways all around this globe. It is far too easy for a pastor to feel isolated in the modern church paradigm. The false and deadly idea of "church competition," is suffocating the true message of Christ that we all desire to share. I am grateful for pastors like Don, and also my close pastor friends in Folsom, who consistently remind me of our true mission of preaching Christ and seeking his glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-6178983516818165119?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/6178983516818165119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=6178983516818165119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6178983516818165119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6178983516818165119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2010/03/pastor-to-pastor.html' title='Pastor to Pastor'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-5219869847551428680</id><published>2009-06-10T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:23:40.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Award Winning Pastor</title><content type='html'>I am so pleased to receive such a prestigious honor. I must admit, It comes natural to me, but still to receive this award means the world to me.  It required dedication and commitment, and I mustn't forget the little people, you (the faithful blog reader) played your part. It is with moderate humility that I accept the award for "Worst Blogger in The World." Thank you all for your support and encouragement as I struggled toward this accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bet that you may or may not be reading much more from me in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-5219869847551428680?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/5219869847551428680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=5219869847551428680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/5219869847551428680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/5219869847551428680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2009/06/award-winning-pastor.html' title='Award Winning Pastor'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-4447932730761668681</id><published>2008-12-17T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:29:47.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsey One Year Cancer Free!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SUk2_rzXLdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1yexhKaWJqM/s1600-h/chelsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SUk2_rzXLdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1yexhKaWJqM/s200/chelsey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280812505786428882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed this year with another wonderful Christmas gift from God. My daughter Chelsey had her one year PET scan done, showing that she is still cancer free. I have been amazed at the support of family and friends throughout Chelsey's bout with cancer, and even now so many people have celebrated with me the most recent test results. So many people have faithfully prayed for her, and God has graciously and lovingly given us the answer to our prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journey has been insightful in many ways. One thing that I learned was how to trust God during (or in spite of) difficult times. I admit that trusting God is easier when you don't have anything else you can do. With Chelsey's situation, we could take her to the best doctors and medical facilities we could find. They could give her the best treatments available, but when those things were not working, all I could do was plead for God's mercy, and trust him with an answer. Today I thank him for his answer to my prayers and strive to trust him just as much in all areas of my life. God is faithful and trustworthy always, even when it doesn't seem that way to us. I am still learning to completely trust him in the areas that I can control, knowing he can do much more with my life than I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-4447932730761668681?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/4447932730761668681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=4447932730761668681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/4447932730761668681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/4447932730761668681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/12/chelsey-one-year-cancer-free.html' title='Chelsey One Year Cancer Free!'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SUk2_rzXLdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1yexhKaWJqM/s72-c/chelsey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-4067511928086331106</id><published>2008-11-04T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:51:56.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah . . . I forgot I had a blog</title><content type='html'>My daughter sent me an email yesterday telling me I needed to keep my Blog updated. I have been very remiss in my blogging responsibilities (although I think only a few people will ever read this!) Today being Election Day, it seems appropriate to write something political. This morning I was reading about the many Christians being persecuted around the world for their faith. It made me think about the many Christians in our country who feel that their vote should be used to "keep America Christian." I have a different view, probably based on the fact that I think America's Christianity is not true  biblical Christianity, but rather a social religion that attempts to uphold a moral tradition. While I have no objections to morality, as a biblical Christian, I realize that morality is not going to get anyone into heaven. I wish there was some way to transfer all of our political passion into evangelistic fervor! Today I am praying, not for the the judeo-christian ethic, but for an America that will best allow for the Kingdom of God to be proclaimed, both within our borders and around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-4067511928086331106?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/4067511928086331106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=4067511928086331106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/4067511928086331106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/4067511928086331106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-yeah-i-forgot-i-had-blog.html' title='Oh yeah . . . I forgot I had a blog'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-6671114557009839634</id><published>2008-08-06T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:34:16.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahoe Bike Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I spent 3 days last week riding my bike in the area around Lake Tahoe, CA. Special thanks to Chris Markus for planning the trip! What a beautiful area and a great place to ride. Here is a short summary of a great bike trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJo-hKVHrTI/AAAAAAAAADg/k80o9iDZ7RI/s1600-h/P1060911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJo-hKVHrTI/AAAAAAAAADg/k80o9iDZ7RI/s200/P1060911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231562656573795634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Barthel dropped us (Chris and me) and our bikes off in Placerville at about 9:00am. Our plan was to ride up some back roads to Sly Park Reservoir, then up Mormon Immigrant Trail Road to Silver Fork Pass. We would ride down Silver Fork Pass to a campground to refill water bottles before heading up over Packsaddle Pass and then back down to a truck we had left there the previous night. We anticipated that we would arrive at the truck at about 3:30pm after having ridden about 60 miles with 6,000 to 8,000 ft of climbing. By the way, that is A LOT of climbing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything went according to plan for the first section. It was a beautiful day and we stopped for a leisurely lunch at a diner/gas station before beginning the long, difficult climb up Mormon Immigrant Trail (MIT). We happened to hit the diner on a "Taco Tuesday" and the lady working the counter was not very pleased when we requested food that was not tacos! Things got a little more interesting after lunch as we neared the top of MIT. It was getting warmer and we were using up our water supply when Chris looked at me and said, "We got a problem!" It seems Chris had dropped his wallet (full of cash) back at a previous stop. We had stopped to see a memorial on the side of the road for some Motorcyclists who lost their lives in a traffic accident some years prior. With the oxygen level low and fatigue beginning to set in, I could not remember how far back that stop was. I suggested going on to the truck and driving back for it, but Chris was concerned (rightly so) that many people stop at that spot to visit the memorial. So DOWN we headed, knowing that every foot we dropped was a foot we would have to climb back up shortly. After riding down 5 MILES and 1,500 FEET, we came to the memorial and Chris' wallet sat silently by the side of the road with his family's picture facing up waiting for his return. We grabbed the wallet, turned uphill and started rationing our water. By the time we reached the top of MIT and the turn off down Silver Fork Pass we had both been out of water for some time. We headed down to the campground to fill our stomachs and refill our water bottles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJpirtTNdcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zmr48fqfv2E/s1600-h/P1060941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJpirtTNdcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zmr48fqfv2E/s320/P1060941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231602420178318786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The climb up Packsaddle Pass was challenging, but the secluded beauty of this road was amazing. After riding a road bike for a while you get used to traffic and noise. This small little road was cut deep into the mountain and had no traffic and no noise. The views at the top of Pyramid Peak and the valley below were breathtaking. We made it to the truck at 7:30 (a full 4 hours later than expected) after riding 70 miles and climbing 9,850 FEET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJpCOD5sEDI/AAAAAAAAADw/f6onR5nbHu4/s1600-h/P1060971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJpCOD5sEDI/AAAAAAAAADw/f6onR5nbHu4/s200/P1060971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231566726477123634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the previous day's adventures we decided to have a recovery day. So we rode from our hotel to DL Bliss campground where my friends (The Barthel Family) were camping. We rode through South Lake Tahoe and around Emerald Bay for the visit. It was an "easy" day of only 40 miles and a couple thousand feet of climbing. We also had the afternoon to relax, so we were able to enjoy the hotel's pool, have a nice dinner, and get our bikes ready for the next day's ride around the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJpkPR63ImI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QWRyVnDS7Xo/s1600-h/P1060995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJpkPR63ImI/AAAAAAAAAEI/QWRyVnDS7Xo/s200/P1060995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231604130815353442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the final day of our tour we set out from our hotel to circumnavigate Lake Tahoe. Just looking out over the lake, it seemed like a daunting task, but I was assured it wasn't as far as it looked. The weather was perfect for the trip, beautiful sunshine but not too hot. After a quick breakfast we were off to an early start. My legs felt much recovered while climbing up Emerald Bay for the second time in as many days. Then a nice long descent towards a heavily trafficked Tahoe City. A short but refreshing lunch near Incline Village before heading into the Nevada side of the lake. The east side of the lake is beautiful and has a slow climb up to over 7,000 feet. Then a long ride down to where we started. In all we traveled about 72 miles with 4,000 feet of climbing. Got back early enough to jump in the pool before heading home. This was a great trip and I look forward to whatever Chris has planned for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;-Thanks Suzi for arranging our accommodations. The hotel was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-6671114557009839634?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/6671114557009839634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=6671114557009839634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6671114557009839634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6671114557009839634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/08/tahoe-bike-tour.html' title='Tahoe Bike Tour'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SJo-hKVHrTI/AAAAAAAAADg/k80o9iDZ7RI/s72-c/P1060911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-8990097177689378472</id><published>2008-07-24T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:25:20.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Grown Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SIi1QnOOe5I/AAAAAAAAADY/EgV3Sjbd6tg/s1600-h/Ash+and+colton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SIi1QnOOe5I/AAAAAAAAADY/EgV3Sjbd6tg/s200/Ash+and+colton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226626664574647186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my oldest child (Ashley, 24) and youngest child (Colton, 19) head to Honduras for a mission trip to the La Providencia Orphanage. I am so proud of the way God has worked in their lives. He has been faithful to them as His children, and to Pamela and me as their parents. I remember when each of them were born. At their first breath (cry) I prayed for them and asked God to guide them throughout their lives. Now I watch my adult children head to South America (without me) to serve God and share His love with children in dire need. I will continue to pray for them, as I have their whole lives, but now I pray with an assurance that even when we are separated by many miles, God will be with them. The care He provides far exceeds anything I could hope to do for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-8990097177689378472?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/8990097177689378472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=8990097177689378472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/8990097177689378472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/8990097177689378472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-grown-up.html' title='All Grown Up'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SIi1QnOOe5I/AAAAAAAAADY/EgV3Sjbd6tg/s72-c/Ash+and+colton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-2173720472671752659</id><published>2008-07-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:25:20.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribe Correction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SHY8YNkFCfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EAMPMKo-R8M/s1600-h/tribe+dude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SHY8YNkFCfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EAMPMKo-R8M/s200/tribe+dude.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221427204638181874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that the recently discovered tribe that I blogged about earlier was really a publicity stunt. Here's the 411: "The men in the photo are members of a tribe, but it certainly ain't "lost." In fact, as the photographer, José Carlos Meirelles, recently explained, authorities have known about this particular tribe since 1910. The photographer and the agency that released the pictures wanted to make it seem like they were members of a lost tribe in order to call attention to the dangers the logging industry may have on the group." So basically a made up story to prove a point they think is valid. Truth is, I don't know if their "logging issue" is valid or not, but after this hoax, I am sure I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good reminder to not fall into the trap of exaggerating situations, or using "might-be-true" stories when we convey the message of Christ. Sometimes the legitimacy of our message will falter with an illegitimate example. The truth of Christ stands on it's own merit. It has stood for 2,000 years without the help of superficial, emotional tricks to get people to see things our way. The Gospel's ability to stand the test of time and honestly influence lives today is one of the convincing evidences that it is TRUE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-2173720472671752659?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/2173720472671752659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=2173720472671752659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/2173720472671752659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/2173720472671752659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/tribe-correction.html' title='Tribe Correction'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SHY8YNkFCfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/EAMPMKo-R8M/s72-c/tribe+dude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-2748787498320324473</id><published>2008-06-23T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:25:20.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Birthday Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SF__O5FhSdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MspjUv81PfM/s1600-h/Mom+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SF__O5FhSdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MspjUv81PfM/s200/Mom+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215167524825549266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning my mother and I went on a bike ride to celebrate her 74th birthday! It was a beautiful, sunny day and we started the ride while the coolness of the morning was still in the air. She is a real trooper and has always been so very loving and encouraging of all her children. She knows that I love to ride bikes, and she even keeps tabs on my riding by checking up on my online bike journal. Even though she lives thousands of miles away, every few weeks I receive a phone call or email asking if I am well, because "you haven't been riding lately." &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SF_-izI0OrI/AAAAAAAAACw/QemSGHphE8M/s1600-h/me+and+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SF_-izI0OrI/AAAAAAAAACw/QemSGHphE8M/s200/me+and+mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215166767314516658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year she was in town for her birthday, and it was a real delight to me (which I believe was her intention) when she requested that we go for a bike ride together to celebrate her special day. We had a wonderful morning together and I am so grateful that we have this memory to cherish together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-2748787498320324473?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/2748787498320324473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=2748787498320324473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/2748787498320324473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/2748787498320324473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/moms-birthday-ride.html' title='Mom&apos;s Birthday Ride'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SF__O5FhSdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/MspjUv81PfM/s72-c/Mom+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-160266128115161638</id><published>2008-06-11T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:25:20.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 and counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SE_4nlnbw7I/AAAAAAAAACY/JVtvXMtoqQY/s1600-h/pam+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SE_4nlnbw7I/AAAAAAAAACY/JVtvXMtoqQY/s200/pam+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210656652887049138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Pamela and I celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary. It is so great to be married to someone who understands the real commitment of marriage. The commitments we made 25 years ago to each other and to God, have been upheld every time we have been angry with each other, or frustrated with life. Because of our willingness to trust God in our marriage, we find ourselves together for a quarter of a century and still in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have both changed A LOT in 25 years. Not just the addition of some grey hair and a few pounds (of course I am referring to myself with that description, not Pamela), but with the addition of children (in our case 3 awesome children), and moving often, changing jobs, etc -life has not been what we expected when we got married. Life, like God is unpredictable, but we know whatever life throws our way it will be best experienced together. It has been a great 25 years; I can't wait to see what is in store for us over the next 25!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-160266128115161638?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/160266128115161638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=160266128115161638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/160266128115161638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/160266128115161638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/25-and-counting.html' title='25 and counting!'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SE_4nlnbw7I/AAAAAAAAACY/JVtvXMtoqQY/s72-c/pam+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-6991461135254102075</id><published>2008-06-10T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:57:29.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Away</title><content type='html'>I just got back from visiting &lt;a href="http://www.worldvisionexperience.org/"&gt;World Vision's African AIDS Experience&lt;/a&gt;. It is a great way to be exposed to the crisis in Africa. It does a good job of putting names and faces to MANY people dying from AIDS, and the MANY children who are left homeless and starving. This horrible situation in the world can provide us Christians with an opportunity to share the love of God with people in desperate need. We often struggle with how to put our faith into action at work, school, or with friends, but here is a concrete, practical thing that you can do, THAT WILL REALLY CHANGE A PERSON'S LIFE FOR THE BETTER! Visit the exhibit (in person or online), PRAY for God to move with compassion during this crisis (remember that this physical crisis may result in a spiritual awakening), give &lt;strong&gt;$&lt;/strong&gt; for a special project or to support a child or 2 monthly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-6991461135254102075?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/6991461135254102075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=6991461135254102075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6991461135254102075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6991461135254102075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/world-away.html' title='A World Away'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-4715759491948792525</id><published>2008-06-04T15:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:25:20.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SEcZQPc9BnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AE3413jreGU/s1600-h/Havasupai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208159260893841010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SEcZQPc9BnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AE3413jreGU/s320/Havasupai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last month I went on a backpacking trip with a dozen guys from my church. We hiked into the Grand Canyon to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Havasupai&lt;/span&gt; Falls and spent four days camping together. The scenery was amazing, it is a one-of-a-kind convergence of giant canyons, ancient lava flows, flowing rivers, bizarre mineral deposits, with a unique collection of flora and fauna. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amidst the natural splendor I was moved by the wonder of God's creation. What struck me even more than the creation of this wonderful place, was the creation of the great guys who did trip with me. In particular the way we can see how God lovingly puts elements of His own character into every person. Not that any of us are perfect, only a few moments at our campground would have convinced you that our group was FAR from perfect. Rather, the way God allows imperfect people to bring a sense of friendship, camaraderie, and love into each other's lives. It was great to visit such an unique place with such awesome friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-4715759491948792525?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/4715759491948792525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=4715759491948792525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/4715759491948792525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/4715759491948792525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-friends.html' title='Good Friends'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SEcZQPc9BnI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AE3413jreGU/s72-c/Havasupai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-8456663685448046766</id><published>2008-06-03T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:33:04.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Old Politics</title><content type='html'>Today I received an email regarding someone's opinion of our political system. A somewhat cynical view which I will summarize as "they're all a bunch of crooks." I confess that this sentiment is one to which I easily fall prey. Today also marks the day (I believe) when Obama will finally remove all doubt that he will be the democrat's candidate for the upcoming presidential election. All this political fervor in the air makes me think of a scene that was burned into my mind yesterday while I was riding my bike in Sacramento. It was just a flash, I just saw for a moment, but I have not been able to shake the image of a homeless lady sleeping under an umbrella, next to a baby stroller in a cemetery. My mind quickly recalled the demon possessed man that Jesus encountered who lived among the tombs. I wondered if the stroller was for the pittance of her earthly belongings or perhaps (I dare not even think it), there was a baby nestled up next to her on that blanket under the umbrella. What should we do for this woman? For the thousands like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear a lot of politics of change, yet little seems to really change. Sure our taxes may go up a little or down even less, but will any candidate make a difference in this nameless lady's life? Unfortunately I know the answer, as do you. I realized that as much as most politicians want a better country and society, their own self-interests will always ultimately win out. And in that way politicians prove that they are just like you and me. While I am concerned for the needs of that lady I passed yesterday. I PASSED HER! Revealing to myself the harsh reality that God was right when he described even my most ardent good deeds as filthy rags. The truth is WE'RE ALL "a bunch of crooks." I must confess that my hope for our society (and myself) is not in politicians but it is in Jesus Christ. I pray that the homeless lady that I saw in the cemetery yesterday will find her peace in the same person who 2,000 years ago brought sanity into the life of a fellow cemetery dweller; and that when I get to heaven both she and her Lord will forgive me for not realizing that "feeling bad" is often synonymous with "doing nothing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-8456663685448046766?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/8456663685448046766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=8456663685448046766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/8456663685448046766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/8456663685448046766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/same-old-politics.html' title='Same Old Politics'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-1819111951036987426</id><published>2008-06-01T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:11:03.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Parties</title><content type='html'>I have been to several graduation parties in the last few days. It seems like I am at a stage in life where every year there is another graduation of someone close to me. In many cases, someone really close. My son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; graduated from high school last year, my daughter Chelsey will graduate from UCLA in 2 weeks, and next year my daughter Ashley will graduate with a Master's degree in Speech Pathology. Every year brings with it a sense of excitement mixed with a fear of the future. No one knows what the future will bring, but the potential of so many bright young adults seems limitless. I am prayerful for the many graduates that I know this year (most of whom are not followers of Christ); may they experience the peace of knowing the One who controls their futures. Graduation represents a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt; point, may these young people's dreams be fulfilled by trusting in and relying on God. Ultimately, He is the One who gives us a reason to live, a hope for the future, and provides us with the power that makes life worth living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-1819111951036987426?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/1819111951036987426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=1819111951036987426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/1819111951036987426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/1819111951036987426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation-parties.html' title='Graduation Parties'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-6565691647538474807</id><published>2008-05-31T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:25:20.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazon People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SEH61fc9BlI/AAAAAAAAABc/cjgaS1FNUeA/s1600-h/amazon+tribe+found.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206718441099953746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SEH61fc9BlI/AAAAAAAAABc/cjgaS1FNUeA/s400/amazon+tribe+found.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fascinated&lt;/span&gt; by the discovery this week of an "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uncontacted&lt;/span&gt;" tribe of people in the amazon jungle. The pictures taken from a plane (to prove their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;existence)&lt;/span&gt; are so surreal. The tribes people staring up at the plane with their bodies painted with some tropical substance. What are they thinking? A noisy bird? A flying god? Do they know anything of the outside world? What effect will this "flyby" have on these people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am reminded of the passage in Romans where Paul writes that all humanity has the testimony of creation, and is therefore responsible to their creator. It is interesting to think about the fact that Jesus died so that these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uncontacted&lt;/span&gt; tribes people could be forgiven of their moral failures. I do not know what moral failures they may have, but there is no doubt they have some. God knows each of them by name, yet they have never heard the name of His Son. I am grateful for the people who give up the luxury of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; lifestyle and risk their lives to reach people who live in such remotes places. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-6565691647538474807?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/6565691647538474807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=6565691647538474807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6565691647538474807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/6565691647538474807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/05/amazon-people.html' title='Amazon People'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SEH61fc9BlI/AAAAAAAAABc/cjgaS1FNUeA/s72-c/amazon+tribe+found.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4299263196908804554.post-5109509180199221448</id><published>2008-05-30T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T18:34:10.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new world</title><content type='html'>I must confess I am not much of a blogger, but I have recently felt that blogging might be a good outlet for me with some of the ideas and thoughts that bounce around my head and never seem to find a way out. I am blessed to have a ministry and lifestyle that affords me the opportunity to do a lot of research, reflection, and evaluation as I prepare for sermons on a weekly basis. Many of the ideas find their expression as a element in a message, but countless others don't make the grade. It is my desire to express thoughts on life, God, current events, culture, and just daily living. My prayer is that anyone who stumbles upon this Blog might be enlightened, encouraged, or challenged by the things they read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4299263196908804554-5109509180199221448?l=harborchurch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/feeds/5109509180199221448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4299263196908804554&amp;postID=5109509180199221448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/5109509180199221448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4299263196908804554/posts/default/5109509180199221448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harborchurch.blogspot.com/2008/05/whole-new-world.html' title='A whole new world'/><author><name>Glen Brooks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10925265019923687265</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_foCbu1mbIKI/SD8wePc9BdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7MOGsGoBaAM/S220/Glen+small+headshot+for+print.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
