<?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-4543552364534037374</id><updated>2011-08-02T12:48:49.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pashmac</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-7412130544762908042</id><published>2010-06-04T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T07:42:36.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/TAkQorto2II/AAAAAAAAAEI/RKFFJiSV9NI/s1600/DSCN0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478928712787875970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/TAkQorto2II/AAAAAAAAAEI/RKFFJiSV9NI/s200/DSCN0943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope is rising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Swelling with the tide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Increasing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And as the sea crashes against the shore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope is released&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In a shout of praise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is inhaled once more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holy Spirit breathed into our veins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And once again (and again, and again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Released in a shout full of faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And praise to our King!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5-24-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-7412130544762908042?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/7412130544762908042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=7412130544762908042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7412130544762908042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7412130544762908042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2010/06/hope-is-rising-swelling-with-tide.html' title=''/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/TAkQorto2II/AAAAAAAAAEI/RKFFJiSV9NI/s72-c/DSCN0943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-6096776252845531152</id><published>2010-05-06T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:55:57.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"40" - written by Mike Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S-LKTGBdAAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FB-M7Fs3CD8/s1600/MASH-tv-show-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468155326964236290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S-LKTGBdAAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FB-M7Fs3CD8/s200/MASH-tv-show-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear, talented, English friend, Mike Walker, wrote (and read) this poem for my birthday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"40"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you're forty and still counting, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your party could go on right into the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in fading starlight and sunshine calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could easily extend it right into the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've ordered a limo with 'Den' at the wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.K. We lied about the limo, but 'Den' is for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So just relax, get ready to swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, it isn't often you approach the big 4-0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a quick break from the video camera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mellow guitar and the microphone handle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the music play on and the keyboards ramble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, it isn't often you get to the big 4-0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday from all who connect with you, Pash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take it easy, relax, no need to rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday from all in the Red Rock Zone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year, we are hiring the Astrodome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's cheers for the big 4-0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one who is cherished and loved by all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, we have solved the problem of the missing limo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Den has camouflaged his truck and is ready to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With love and best wishes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mike&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-6096776252845531152?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/6096776252845531152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=6096776252845531152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-7831549112268141860</id><published>2010-03-11T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:25:07.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S5mz6Ik5PLI/AAAAAAAAADw/OiNgJn-iUOg/s1600-h/sword.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447583035597339826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S5mz6Ik5PLI/AAAAAAAAADw/OiNgJn-iUOg/s200/sword.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Grace washes over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Strengthens me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Challenges me to stand – trust – hope – believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dare to take Him at his word – at his promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I stand before my mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I close my eyes – breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;My sword is drawn as I shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Grace, Grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And march across this leveled path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of grace – truth - hope…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Passion grows with every step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;And every mountain loses its ominous strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As I join the ranks of warriors of His grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-7831549112268141860?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/7831549112268141860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=7831549112268141860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7831549112268141860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7831549112268141860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2010/03/grace-washes-over-me-strengthens-me.html' title=''/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S5mz6Ik5PLI/AAAAAAAAADw/OiNgJn-iUOg/s72-c/sword.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-5107508934878268993</id><published>2010-01-04T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:15:26.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let earth receive her King</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S0NJdB8Zj5I/AAAAAAAAADo/f-sYs3UIBLw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423259139371011986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S0NJdB8Zj5I/AAAAAAAAADo/f-sYs3UIBLw/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S0Kd9j77ZII/AAAAAAAAADg/vN-Ys0Z-TJA/s1600-h/13557_1288748180053_1270676848_885632_7787371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As 2010 begins.......................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let earth receive her King...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Him at His word...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creator of heaven and earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giver of dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeper of promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love of my soul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I receive my King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No desire compares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the fullness of His arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His breathtaking presence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I join the angels in His praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And declare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let earth receive her King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Him at His word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creator of heaven and earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giver of dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeper of promises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lover of my soul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I receive my King...&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/4543552364534037374-5107508934878268993?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/5107508934878268993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=5107508934878268993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/5107508934878268993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/5107508934878268993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-earth-receive-her-king.html' title='Let earth receive her King'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/S0NJdB8Zj5I/AAAAAAAAADo/f-sYs3UIBLw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-2722313879535497787</id><published>2009-03-13T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:31:42.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaken, not stirred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/Sbql9LsfD1I/AAAAAAAAADU/SyjdFpk3Ga8/s1600-h/n1552893129_30172694_6721%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312741180966899538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/Sbql9LsfD1I/AAAAAAAAADU/SyjdFpk3Ga8/s200/n1552893129_30172694_6721%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I had a motorcycle accident last week. Broke my foot. It is amazing what you find out about yourself when you are subject to the assistance of others. I discovered there are some shaky areas in my life that I really need and want to shore up! I listened to Pastor Kirk's message from 3-8-09 today, and even though I didn't "see" the pic he used, I could see it in my head. It was a pic of a beach after Hurricane Ike. One house was left standing? Why? Because the owners had seen the destruction of hurricanes before, and they wanted their house to withstand one. The other home-owners on the beach did not list that as a consideration while building their homes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not consider a motorcycle accident a "storm." I had no idea last Friday that walking out to that bike would be the last time I would "walk" for several weeks. I had no idea how to prepare for that. And, I had no idea how it would affect me! I was scared, antsy, drugged, fought little spurts of depression and feelings of uselessness. It was a heavier weight than the big boot on my foot...it was a weight on my heart. WOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a glimmer the morning after it happened. I contemplated the death of the dream to ride, and thought about some other dreams I've had to die to over the years. Then a line to a song came to mind and chopped through all that, well, crud: "All the dreams that I have do not compare to my Saviour's arms - you'll find me there..." Nothing compares to Him, and whatever dream dies He replaces with something that brings so much more than just satisfaction...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today happened - 1 week later. God's Word is a life-changer - a spirit-lifter - and hearing it from an anointed man of God like our Pastor is like breathing in fresh, mountain air. I felt scales fall from my eyes. I felt God lift me above this PASSING set of circumstances. He really does cause everything to work together for good for those who love Him and are called according to His purposes. I believe it. I believe there will be something taken from this storm that will re-set my world and others will benefit from the splashes. I believe it will be an adventure with regular discoveries and valuable moments with the King of Kings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to this 6-8 week journey and pray I don't waste it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-2722313879535497787?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/2722313879535497787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=2722313879535497787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/2722313879535497787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/2722313879535497787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2009/03/shaken-not-stirred.html' title='Shaken, not stirred'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/Sbql9LsfD1I/AAAAAAAAADU/SyjdFpk3Ga8/s72-c/n1552893129_30172694_6721%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-5358659933562204908</id><published>2009-01-15T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T07:17:28.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SW9SGGvLGzI/AAAAAAAAADE/nNV5FTgNs8k/s1600-h/I_Heart_Revolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291538352024787762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SW9SGGvLGzI/AAAAAAAAADE/nNV5FTgNs8k/s200/I_Heart_Revolution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, since it's now 2009, I figured I should post again. I'm 2.5 classes into school; The Rock Christmas Eve Service was a complete blast; we've been to Florida and New York between then and now; Mega Worship was last Saturday and it was INCREDIBLE!!!; we've kicked off another fun, exciting, God-filled, purpose-driven, creative year at the Rock with 21 days of prayer and fasting...and the wheels on the bus go round and round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I want in 2009 - for me and everyone around me - is for this year to truly be one of passion. That may sound cliche, but if we're not decidedly passionate about it, why do it? Passion takes work and commitment - you aren't going to sustain it by accident. Pastor said Sunday, "The price you pay to have the presence of God in your life is time alone with God." Yep. Time is a passion-sustainer, and it's absolutely true for anything you have a passion for. To keep my passion for Dennis, I have to spend time with him. To keep my passion for the Bible, I have to make time to read and study it.  To keep (or re-gain) a passion for the guitar, I have to spend time with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in 2009, make the sacrifices necessary in order to build and sustain YOUR passions...and let God bring the best ones for you into focus. These are my main passions: God - His presence &amp;amp; Word; Dennis; life - living and loving it; the house of God; music - worship, leading, learning (and improving) instruments; people - loving and helping them see &amp;amp; achieve their potential; family - making time for them while I have them. What are your passions? What will you do to make the time necessary to sustain them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4543552364534037374-5358659933562204908?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/5358659933562204908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=5358659933562204908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/5358659933562204908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/5358659933562204908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SW9SGGvLGzI/AAAAAAAAADE/nNV5FTgNs8k/s72-c/I_Heart_Revolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-8029215688594731258</id><published>2008-10-16T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T17:03:28.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SPfPjFO3cnI/AAAAAAAAACc/wDE_9r6qUJw/s1600-h/phoenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257899291585245810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SPfPjFO3cnI/AAAAAAAAACc/wDE_9r6qUJw/s200/phoenix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it looks like I'm becoming an official student of the University of Phoenix! Yep! In about 2.5 years, I will have a Masters of Science in Psychology, and 6 months to decide if I want to continue onto my doctorate. "Who'd a thought it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started with a conversation and a phrase from my own mouth..."If I ever went back to school, it would probably be for counseling..." And then the thoughts began..."What if I did go back to school?" "How would that work?" "Why haven't I considered that before now?" "Do I really have time for that?" "Am I really wired for that?" So, I started putting it out there in circles of people whose opinion I really value. Most have said something to the effect of, "Why, of course! I can totally see that!" That's reassuring, I must say. If it weren't a potential gift, it would be a significant waste of time! :-) The only real push back I have gotten has been "Where will you find the time?" That's legit...and I've really thought about it, prayed about it, talked about it, and weighed out all the pros and cons. I think it's more than doable, and I think it will be hugely beneficial when I am finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The COOL thing is just how it works. 1 class every 6 weeks...all on-line...all at my own leisure - no set meeting times. 1 class at a time, and I'm considered full-time! Cool! 12-15 hours per week of reading/doing assignments/posting comments in online chat rooms. I can take up to 4 weeks off between classes. It's completely designed for working people who can't just uproot, enroll in a college and quit their daily lives. Plus, every advisor assigned to you is helpful, friendly, and committed to your success. Fantastic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see a need in our church for more qualified counselors. I've always had at least a "lean" in that direction. Why not take an interest, combine it with training, and become part of the solution?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh...and Dennis is excited about calling me "Doctor Pash!" It helps to have your spouse as your biggest cheerleader! Now, let's strap on our helmets and chaps and just see where this road leads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-8029215688594731258?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/8029215688594731258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=8029215688594731258' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/8029215688594731258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/8029215688594731258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SPfPjFO3cnI/AAAAAAAAACc/wDE_9r6qUJw/s72-c/phoenix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-7693071054363133653</id><published>2008-09-26T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:20:53.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Crab Shack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SN1Px9bmn9I/AAAAAAAAACM/wMsJCBoJ33w/s1600-h/Vacation+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250440460306390994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SN1Px9bmn9I/AAAAAAAAACM/wMsJCBoJ33w/s200/Vacation+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was perhaps my favorite single event of the trip. We passed DC and crossed the water into Maryland when Dennis suddenly pulled off. He had seen a restaurant on the water and thought it would be a good place for some pics (see the blog/pics that ended up AFTER my parents' bit). I liked the close-up of him with the bridge behind him...I mean, wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We passed this local crab shack on the way, and after taking pics, we stopped in for lunch. It was a tiny little place, but had the best crab cakes we'd ever had! And, there's something about "eating like the locals eat" that gives you a taste (no pun intended) of culture that chain restaurants can't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, it was my favorite single event because it was spontaneous and fun, and it reminded me (again) of one of my favorite qualities of Dennis. I told him a long time ago, "I love the beauty of your unleashed heart." Not everyone sees that. When he's on the job trying to make things happen for others, he is focused, determined, and works harder and faster than three "normal" guys. But don't be fooled - Dennis is a man who takes life &amp;amp; living it (as well as fun and playing) pretty seriously. He loves adventure. He loves people. He spent the whole day of riding just talking to God in very plain terms. he said he felt like He said, "I love spending time with you...I love having your undivided attention." I love that he listens for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SN1U2c7SlVI/AAAAAAAAACU/x6wbbjAqR0c/s1600-h/Vacation+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250446035038410066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SN1U2c7SlVI/AAAAAAAAACU/x6wbbjAqR0c/s200/Vacation+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, ride free, love deep, play hard, and live life to the fullest! Oh - and make sure you keep your eyes open for those "moments" worth getting off the main road for...the memories are priceless!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-7693071054363133653?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/7693071054363133653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=7693071054363133653' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7693071054363133653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7693071054363133653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-was-perhaps-my-favorite-single.html' title='At the Crab Shack!'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SN1Px9bmn9I/AAAAAAAAACM/wMsJCBoJ33w/s72-c/Vacation+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-1736708753789893939</id><published>2008-09-24T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:00:55.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 Years and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNpOirILhFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jXYQp438B5w/s1600-h/front+z+2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249594673253286994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNpOirILhFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jXYQp438B5w/s200/front+z+2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK, BEFORE vacation, we gave my parents a surprise 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary party. It actually remained a total surprise. My folks' faces were priceless. There were about 60 people there - balloons, smiles, tears, a surprise musician from Mom's first 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade class, 2 members of their actual wedding party, lots of old and new friends, all the kids and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;. Mom said it was her very first surprise party. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think of what an incredible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;milestone&lt;/span&gt; 50 years of marriage is...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; not a normal number to reach. I am proud of my parents and the example they are. I have been blessed to have my parents remain married, remain in love...and remain friends. In fact, I think they love (and like) each other more now than ever before. Dennis and I are coming on 2 years, and I would love to see us reach an "Abraham &amp;amp; Sarah style" 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I would love to have another party for my parents on their 75&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Regardless, I am taking my "cue" from Mom &amp;amp; Dad to make every moment count and build a life of love and joy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; and future and destiny and purpose and hope and dreams with the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock ON, Mom &amp;amp; Dad! I love you!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNp-Xsr7vPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/stzpSDCpf2w/s1600-h/Mom+%26+Dad+-+50th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249647261251255538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNp-Xsr7vPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/stzpSDCpf2w/s200/Mom+%26+Dad+-+50th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-1736708753789893939?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/1736708753789893939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=1736708753789893939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/1736708753789893939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/1736708753789893939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/09/50-years-and-counting.html' title='50 Years and Counting'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNpOirILhFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jXYQp438B5w/s72-c/front+z+2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-9023271391292748763</id><published>2008-09-23T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:14:22.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biker Bliss Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249192256647423602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNjgi8czZnI/AAAAAAAAABs/Wjq6knI9O5A/s200/Vacation+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The love birds..................... Oh how we both looooooooove the Blue Ridge Parkway!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249774914177494338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNryeE5ObUI/AAAAAAAAACE/d8_rLClVNYk/s200/Vacation+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNjgEmx220I/AAAAAAAAABc/7i6mtYNwNZQ/s1600-h/Vacation+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249191735434074946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNjgEmx220I/AAAAAAAAABc/7i6mtYNwNZQ/s200/Vacation+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNjgShqk2FI/AAAAAAAAABk/9CAJi-oJIAo/s1600-h/Vacation+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about a guy and a bike!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more with deeper thoughts that I will save for later. These are completely self-serving..."can't help lovin' dat man of mine!" &lt;/div&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/4543552364534037374-9023271391292748763?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/9023271391292748763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=9023271391292748763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/9023271391292748763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/9023271391292748763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/09/biker-bliss-pics.html' title='Biker Bliss Pics'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNjgi8czZnI/AAAAAAAAABs/Wjq6knI9O5A/s72-c/Vacation+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-1052482768589789436</id><published>2008-09-22T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:29:25.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days...8 states...1800 miles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNhgR1HSvmI/AAAAAAAAABM/_MqxkPHyveM/s1600-h/Vacation+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249051225132023394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNhgR1HSvmI/AAAAAAAAABM/_MqxkPHyveM/s200/Vacation+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just came back from the best vacation ever as of yet. It was incredible...6 days, 8 states, 1800 miles...and all on the motorcycle with my incredible husband. Beautiful scenery...lots of time to think, pray, reflect, worship...great downtime with Dennis...  mmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which states? NC, VA, MD, DE, NJ, NY, PA, WV.  A great loop around.  It was actually pretty spontaneous...and quite adventurous.  And I never thought I would feel so SAFE and relaxed on the back of a bike at high speeds (only when we had to "ride the big roads").  But, I have to hand it to Dennis - he is a very thoughtful driver, and he has a great command of the bike that comes with a lot of years of riding, a lot of respect for the road, bike, other drivers, and his "God-asked-for-cat-like" reflexes.  That road could have kept opening up before us...I wouldn't have complained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pics and thoughts to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-1052482768589789436?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/1052482768589789436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=1052482768589789436' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/1052482768589789436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/1052482768589789436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/09/6-days8-states1800-miles.html' title='6 days...8 states...1800 miles...'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ravACPfqWis/SNhgR1HSvmI/AAAAAAAAABM/_MqxkPHyveM/s72-c/Vacation+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-1399790043741384030</id><published>2008-09-08T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:25:36.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Years!</title><content type='html'>I spent the entire day Saturday putting together a recap of the past year of our church.  We actually started this 19th year with significant heartache, but as I put together that video, I realized just how much fun and building and advancing we've done!  I mean, we made Christmas happen for over 500 kids; we went to 3 nations; our senior pastors did their first series together on the platform; we joined with 1500 other churches in the One Prayer effort, and sent $80,000 to plant churches in developing nations; we did 99 Days of serving and did a full-on community blitz that we have continued on. Plus, we have had countless salvations, some incredbile new people join the ranks, an this next Vision Class has 70 people registered! All I can say is "Beauty for Ashes."  Rock ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-1399790043741384030?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/1399790043741384030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=1399790043741384030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/1399790043741384030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/1399790043741384030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/09/19-years.html' title='19 Years!'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-2035138690408588021</id><published>2008-09-03T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:59:38.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No...but I do."</title><content type='html'>During staff prayer today a song came over the speaker - one I have known a long time - that says, "I love You more than life."  As I sang along, I thought about those words...and I asked the Lord, "Do I?"  As I considered my question, more of them arose: &lt;br /&gt;Do I even know how to love You more than life?  Do I yet know what that really means? Do I know even now what it takes to love like that?&lt;br /&gt;I felt like He simply and gently replied, "No...But I do."&lt;br /&gt;As tears made their way slowly down my face, I realized the truth of His Word:&lt;br /&gt;"There is no greater love than this - that a man would lay his life down for his friend."&lt;br /&gt;I have never been faced with that, so as much as I would like to believe I would, I won't know until it happens.  My heart's cry now is to allow His saturation of that kind of love so I can truly give it out.  &lt;br /&gt;What better calling is there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-2035138690408588021?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/2035138690408588021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=2035138690408588021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/2035138690408588021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/2035138690408588021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/09/nobut-i-do.html' title='&quot;No...but I do.&quot;'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-2154814955004514079</id><published>2008-08-30T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:21:45.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger-picking good</title><content type='html'>I'm learning to play the guitar. This has been a year and a half process (give or take) and I'm realizing that with the guitar...especially "post-teenager"...that's not a long time at all. There have been frustrating moments, from being a musician and wanting it to go faster. BUT, there have been many more rewarding "light-bulb" moments - the times when I see the patterns as they seem to leap off the neck. Isn't that the real reason we learn anything new? That's when the challenge seems to give back. That's how you increase your capacity for "new." It's the same whether you're earning a new language, going back to school, buying a home for the first time. And when it comes down to reading the Word, talking to God, hearing His voice, sensing His presence, the "new" never has to wear off...because it will always challenge you to stretch and grow and increase. That's the beauty of relationship. Bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-2154814955004514079?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/2154814955004514079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=2154814955004514079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/2154814955004514079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/2154814955004514079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/08/finger-picking-good.html' title='Finger-picking good'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-6418197822014323228</id><published>2008-08-24T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:17:59.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveillance</title><content type='html'>Most people know I kinda have a "thing" for cop shows. So, during PK's message today about the virgins and the oil (Matt. 25) and being "ready" &amp;amp; how easy it is to fall asleep when you are waiting on the Lord, my "ever-busy-little-brain" went straight to snipers for a minute...I know, I know...but think about it. These guys are highly trained, highly skilled individuals who spend MOST of their time, well, waiting on their target. If they fall asleep or get distracted - even for a moment - they may very well miss their perfect opportunity to accomplish their mission. I spent a lot of the message today wondering how many opportunities I have missed on the journey of my mission...all because I have let the "distractions of the dailies" lull me to sleep. It was one of the most sobering messages I have heard...OK, so the last FOUR have been that...and I feel a little like I've been wakened from a coma. "Lord, breathe into my soul once again. Let me become a geyser of anointing - so much so that every person in my world can leave my presence not thinking of me, but knowing they have been touched by YOU!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-6418197822014323228?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/6418197822014323228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=6418197822014323228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/6418197822014323228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/6418197822014323228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/08/surveillance.html' title='Surveillance'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-6150264039104361713</id><published>2008-08-18T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:20:07.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to fly away...hey, hey hey!</title><content type='html'>Dennis and I went flying Friday morning in a friend's Cessna.  What an experience! Watching the shadow of the plane on the ground get smaller and smaller as we climbed higher and higher...&lt;br /&gt;We took the motorcycle down (the airport is in Marion, NC), and I was overwhelmed by the things I saw because I didn't have to concentrate on driving.  What a beautiful ride!!!  The mountains are incredible...so blessed to live here!&lt;br /&gt;What came to mind was...well, different.  The day before, I watched "Full Force Nature" on the Weather Channel.  A guy with a video camera chased a tornado on a complete whim.  At one point, he tried to get out of his car to get a better shot and almost couldn't get the door closed back due to the force of the wind.  He said he'd never felt so small in his life.&lt;br /&gt;That's how I felt on the bike...small...surrounded by incredible beauty that came to life with a single word from our amazing God.  And yet, here we are - created in His image, given the same power and authority, the same life and death - the true pictures of beauty according to Him.  It was one of those mind-blowing moments as I considered the greatness of His power, beauty, purpose...and His love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-6150264039104361713?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/6150264039104361713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=6150264039104361713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/6150264039104361713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/6150264039104361713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-to-fly-awayhey-hey-hey.html' title='I want to fly away...hey, hey hey!'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-5160130740784054948</id><published>2008-08-13T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:35:20.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shack</title><content type='html'>I read an incredible book traveling to and from Tacoma last week.  The Shack.  It's the most un-religious and "real" portrayal of God I believe I have ever read.  At first I found myself saying, "Is that ok?" and realizing that was the whole point.  It deals with the reality of forgiveness - beyond "the Christian thing to do - and makes you ask yourself a lot of HARD questions.  I found myself grabbing my highlighter...for a FICTION book!!!  Hello?  But, there are some points I really want to go back and study.  &lt;br /&gt;I let a friend read it after returning.  She texted me and said, "This book should come with a disclaimer: 'May cause injury to knees!'  And a spatula with which you can scrape yourself up off the floor!"  Well put, Julio!&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing the pre-conceived notions we develop over the years - almost as escape-mechanisms...places to hide when we don't understand.  It would seem God is inviting us to REALLY "dwell" (consider that word) IN Him and REST in His true, simple, beautiful love and the complete DELIGHT He takes in being WITH us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-5160130740784054948?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/5160130740784054948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=5160130740784054948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/5160130740784054948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/5160130740784054948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/08/shack.html' title='The Shack'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-4751269222241273738</id><published>2008-08-12T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:24:03.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get on with it!</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a leadership conference in Tacoma, Washington with the pastoral staff.  It truly was a beautiful week to go...80 degrees...clear enough to see Mt. Ranier in all her glory (all but one day)...  &lt;br /&gt;It was also the most incredible conference I have EVER been to.  My world was completely ROCKED!!!  I felt like I met up face-to-face with some of my greatest fears and was given a choice of submitting to them or getting out my handy dandy slingshot...  Those fears have not only affected me, but everyone in my sphere depending on me to "get it."  I left the conference with one phrase rolling around in my head - "Get over it...and get on with it!"  Fear makes it all about me...freedom makes it all about God being glorified and everyone else being blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-4751269222241273738?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/4751269222241273738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=4751269222241273738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/4751269222241273738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/4751269222241273738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-on-with-it.html' title='Get on with it!'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4543552364534037374.post-7730894334420915530</id><published>2008-07-21T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:39:16.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the 21st century</title><content type='html'>Yep - I finally joined the blogging world. A few people asked...I even created one earlier completely by accident (one that I can no longer find)! But, this one is on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I could go back and try and fill in a bunch of blanks, but I'll simply start with the last two weekends.&lt;br /&gt;LAST weekend, we had a surprise 50th birthday party for Dennis (50???wow!!!).  It was incredible!  75-80 people...his son (and CUTIE girlfriend) came from Florida...his 2 best Marine buds came from New York and Chicago...his mom and sister were there from Florida...my folks came...he has several friends from this area show up.  Plus all the incredibel people fromt the church who love him.  Several shared words of love (and funny stuff) - including PK, PC, Michael, Mark, Thelma, Mom &amp;amp; Chris.  Good stuff! :-)&lt;br /&gt;THIS weekend - Friday - Dennis and I connected with couple we have been TRYING to get with for a YEAR! It was refreshing to get a different perspective on things. These have been married for 9 years - married in our church - and he has been around for at least 15. And yet, we heard the perspective of two people who love it but don't work "in" it...and it was encouraging to hear the impact our house has - and to hear more about what we are doing "right" and how much GOD is in it. Thanks for that...what a beautiful thing to breath in!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, our church served at Habitat for Humanity and ABCCM. Some from the last crew were there - and some new people. I love that. I love how God seems to put teams together for whatever thing HE wants to accomplish...even in a single day.&lt;br /&gt;After church yesterday, we had lunch with another great couple. We sat and talked about life and what got us all to where we are. We learned from them about "practically" helping people...and how to tell the difference in those who want it and those who don't. It was great hearing Dennis share his heart concerning helping people...and realizing it's more of a calling on his life than even he realizes! :-)&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least...yesterday...Sunday morning...worship was breathTAKING for me. I loved being "drowned out" by the congregation! I loved being able to take the mic away from my mouth and be led into worship by THEM! It was beautiful...and to me, THAT is a taste of what HEAVEN will be like...loud, extravagant, unleashed worship of the King of Kings!&lt;br /&gt;God is good...life is amazing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4543552364534037374-7730894334420915530?l=ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/feeds/7730894334420915530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4543552364534037374&amp;postID=7730894334420915530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7730894334420915530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4543552364534037374/posts/default/7730894334420915530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymcdowell.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome-to-21st-century.html' title='welcome to the 21st century'/><author><name>pashmac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16355845264676068261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ravACPfqWis/SIXmkh3wKiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fXQqGC0A2Xo/S220/%5Br%5Dnation+Rhondas+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
