<?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-21768530</id><updated>2012-01-27T00:43:53.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dennis Worley</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>207</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8571526276476128072</id><published>2011-11-23T08:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:08:04.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>Almost 4 months since my last blog post tells me I have been (like every person I know) too busy. In my e-mail to my choir yesterday, I told them that my Thanksgiving list would fill the Nashville area phone book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM THANKFUL FOR.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. getting to watch my family grow, learn, love, and make sense of life with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the grace extended to me as I figure out how to serve God in the same church for 18 years while it grows well beyond my capacity to keep up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the new people that God has brought (and is bringing) to our team who will help accomplish the mission and vision of our church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the opportunity that God has given me to spend time with and encourage new friends/co-laborers in ministry (outside of my church) that I have met this past year who are weary, burdened, and ready to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the privilege of praying for friends in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my mom and her love of life, God, His Church, and her compassion for everyone around her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the importance of being counseled and the privilege of offering counsel when asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. the daily reminder of how fragile life really is and how important it is to make each moment count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. my wife's love, her love for our kids/grandkids, and her passion and gift for teaching/writing what God is teaching her so that others can benefit from that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. people who know way more than I know, people who have lived longer than I have lived, people who are younger than I am, and people who care more deeply (than I sometimes do) about the things that matter most - it's those people who remind me that God is still at work and I better pay attention.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8571526276476128072?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8571526276476128072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8571526276476128072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8571526276476128072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8571526276476128072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8780889647442848445</id><published>2011-07-24T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:44:42.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST Thing About Plot Device</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JVQRdwYpoY/TiyqTISrn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qtY2M3bUKlo/s1600/Plot%2BDevice%2B-%2BBen%2527s%2Bhand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JVQRdwYpoY/TiyqTISrn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qtY2M3bUKlo/s400/Plot%2BDevice%2B-%2BBen%2527s%2Bhand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that the past 27 days (for our family) have been the wildest of wild rides would be a huge understatement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;a href="http://www.redgiantsoftware.com/news/featured/plotdevice/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RED GIANT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; launched Seth’s short film, PLOT DEVICE on-line at the end of the day on Tuesday, June 28, I don’t think anyone could have predicted the whirlwind of activity and attention that would surround this film. Having never experienced anything like this, I am pretty much numb. As a good friend told me recently, “regardless of what may or may not happen for Seth and/or others as a result of this, just enjoy it - ride the wave for as long as it will last….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to blog about it and call it “The BEST Thing  About Plot Device” - because as you will see, there are plenty of things that have happened that could be the “best” thing, but I have selected what I believe is without question THE Best thing about Plot Device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get to that, here are some pretty significant “honorable mentions”…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. More than 200 different websites have featured Plot Device on their main page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Among my favorites are &lt;a href="http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/heat-vision/hollywoods-hottest-short-film-plot-212275"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.indiewire.com/article/interview_plot_device_creator_seth_worley_on_his_hit_short_film_and_his_hol/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.movies.com/movie-news/plot-device-film/3660?wssac=164&amp;wssaffid=news"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS ONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seth and Ben’s response to &lt;a href="http://torrentz.eu/pl/Plot+Device+Soundtrack-q "&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS WEBSITE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that tracks “pirated” (illegal) music downloads when they learned this site was tracking illegal downloads of the Plot Device Soundtrack - “wow - that’s so awesome that we are getting ripped-off!” - (don’t ask - I don’t get it either!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. More than 520,000 views of Plot Device on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/24320919"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIMEO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - (and another 29,000 on YouTube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. More than 500 different people (with well over 2 million combined followers) have tweeted about Plot Device on Twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Seth’s recent trip to Los Angeles where he met with representatives from (7) different talent agencies in Hollywood and the trip culminating in finding out that a very high profile TV/Film Producer watched Plot Device, loved it, and wants to meet with Seth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - so all of that is pretty awesome and could easily be the BEST thing about Plot Device, but what follows is absolutely THE best thing about Plot Device:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ben recently received this e-mail from a 9-year old boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, July 21, 2011 - 6:22pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Worley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nine years old and a fan. I decided to make a Lego Plot Device scene and show it to you.  I hope you like it.  I like your short films!  My Dad is sending this for me and he likes your films too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best, &lt;br /&gt;Alex &lt;br /&gt;(last name omitted in this blog post out of respect for this boy and his family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I hope you will share this with Seth Worley (we couldn't find an email address for him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN’S RESPONSE TO ALEX&lt;br /&gt;Hey Alex! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you how much this means to me. This is one of the coolest things I've ever seen. I actually used to play with Legos as a kid! I would always buy the star wars Lego sets and then combine them to make cooler ones. I also had Lego Studios AND most of the Harry Potter sets! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I want you to know that this is HANDS DOWN the best email I've ever received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for being what I believe to be my first real fan. Don't ever give up your Legos, they will ALWAYS be cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will always be cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;Ben Worley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo of 9-year old Alex’s Lego Plot Device scene - AMAZING - and by far, THE BEST thing about Plot Device&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4wjmftZ8A9o/TiypfWJrLAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ogd5mRi_FZ0/s1600/Plot%2BDevice%2B-%2BLego.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="299" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4wjmftZ8A9o/TiypfWJrLAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ogd5mRi_FZ0/s400/Plot%2BDevice%2B-%2BLego.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8780889647442848445?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8780889647442848445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8780889647442848445&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8780889647442848445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8780889647442848445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-thing-about-plot-device.html' title='The BEST Thing About Plot Device'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_JVQRdwYpoY/TiyqTISrn_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qtY2M3bUKlo/s72-c/Plot%2BDevice%2B-%2BBen%2527s%2Bhand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6903897664864833127</id><published>2011-06-27T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:54:52.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plot Device</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYI7mMThMog/Tgk-oYmH4rI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dj5oTvu2JY8/s1600/Seth%2B-%2BFilming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" width="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYI7mMThMog/Tgk-oYmH4rI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dj5oTvu2JY8/s320/Seth%2B-%2BFilming.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During the weekend of March 4-6, our oldest son, Seth (along with a cast and crew of some 20 people) invaded not only our home, but our quiet cul-de-sac to make his latest short film entitled, PLOT DEVICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACKGROUND&lt;br /&gt;Seth was contacted by RED GIANT (a company that makes products/software for filmmakers) to create a short film featuring some of RED GIANT's products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth wrote and directed the film. His friends, Neil Hoppe (Producer) and Jeff Venable (Director of the "Behind The Scenes" feature) added to the process. Our youngest son, Ben plays the leading role in the film, and he (along with his friend, Jake Finch) composed and recorded ALL of the music used in the film. (I love this photo of Ben hard at work in a recent recording session) &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msxHIAWrmYE/Tgk-5uYw4CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GDOkYWUJSgs/s1600/Ben%2BWorley%2B-%2BRecording%2BSession.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msxHIAWrmYE/Tgk-5uYw4CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GDOkYWUJSgs/s200/Ben%2BWorley%2B-%2BRecording%2BSession.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYNOPSIS&lt;br /&gt;The story-line of PLOT DEVICE is a kid (Ben Worley) who is interested in a filmmaking book, and is looking on-line to purchase it, when he sees another product called “Plot Device” that interests him. He orders both, and the story unfolds with him going to his mailbox to retrieve the book, but he is more interested in the “device.” He quickly learns that pressing the button on the device literally transports him into the middle of a variety of different genre of film. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREMIERE&lt;br /&gt;Seth tells me that the "official on-line launch" of PLOT DEVICE takes place on Tuesday, June 28 @ 11:00am (CDT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view PLOT DEVICE (and the wonderful "Behind The Scenes" feature), click &lt;a href="http://www.redgiantsoftware.com/news/featured/plotdevice/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6903897664864833127?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6903897664864833127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6903897664864833127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6903897664864833127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6903897664864833127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/06/plot-device.html' title='Plot Device'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYI7mMThMog/Tgk-oYmH4rI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dj5oTvu2JY8/s72-c/Seth%2B-%2BFilming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3401001145533252669</id><published>2011-06-19T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:28:07.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a3AkUNpE6Q/Tf5pt1lv50I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x-O-t9DR3z8/s1600/Elliott%2B-%2BFathersDay%2B2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a3AkUNpE6Q/Tf5pt1lv50I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x-O-t9DR3z8/s400/Elliott%2B-%2BFathersDay%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning in Sunday School, my grandson was asked these questions about his Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answers are.....well.....priceless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3401001145533252669?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3401001145533252669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3401001145533252669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3401001145533252669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3401001145533252669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8a3AkUNpE6Q/Tf5pt1lv50I/AAAAAAAAAFw/x-O-t9DR3z8/s72-c/Elliott%2B-%2BFathersDay%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-477044304513045249</id><published>2011-04-15T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:19:42.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Do It Better Than Me</title><content type='html'>I don't even know if that is correct grammar. I am certain Karla will correct me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I sent an e-mail to one of the people I consider a "next generation leader" - a dear friend and partner in ministry. I talked about alot of stuff I am dealing with. I did that because everyone in ministry has to have someone to whom they can "vent"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, I have heard the phrase quoted in a somewhat jokingly but serious manner - "ministry would be great if it were not for the people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that is such a dumb phrase, but goodness, it is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn more from Jesus on how he dealt with the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People mess everything up. People make everything happen. People get in the way. People make the way. People discourage you. People encourage you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't do ministry without people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry is the constant dealing with every conceivable relational experience involving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after spending a considerable amount of time describing my current state of feelings regarding a particular aspect of my ministry, I ended my "rant/vent" with these words.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will learn from this. &lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will "do it better than me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day that I live, I am reminded of my priority to do whatever I have to do to make sure those who walk after me not only learn from me, but do it better than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-477044304513045249?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/477044304513045249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=477044304513045249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/477044304513045249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/477044304513045249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/04/please-do-it-better-than-me.html' title='Please Do It Better Than Me'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6258216528732205750</id><published>2011-02-24T07:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:35:43.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>32 Years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMRQZxQmAb8/TWZrlNFWHwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YqjX8t3bOZw/s1600/KW%2B-%2BDW%2B-%2BBeach%2B-%2B2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMRQZxQmAb8/TWZrlNFWHwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YqjX8t3bOZw/s320/KW%2B-%2BDW%2B-%2BBeach%2B-%2B2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577263475456352002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I celebrate being married to Karla Ruth Cox for 32 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, "it's just another year we have been married" - on the other hand, "comparitively speaking, we have been married for a pretty long time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked about his relationship/marriage to his wife, a friend replied in this manner, "I have been married for 35 years......32 of the happiest years of my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his honesty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one live 11,680 days together with the same person and not deal with adversity, frustration, financial stress, anger, pain, fear, insecurity, boredom, intimacy issues, the monumental task of raising kids, and even have doubts in general about marriage? I don't know the answer or answers to that question. I just know that God has allowed something to happen in my relationship to Karla that keeps us moving forward living life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on this rainy Thursday with nothing spectacular being planned, we "celebrate" our 32nd Wedding Anniversary. When talking about how we wanted to celebrate, Karla's response was "all I want to do is sit across the table from you and talk"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's part of the answer to staying in love with the same person "til death do us part."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6258216528732205750?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6258216528732205750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6258216528732205750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6258216528732205750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6258216528732205750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/02/32-years.html' title='32 Years!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cMRQZxQmAb8/TWZrlNFWHwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/YqjX8t3bOZw/s72-c/KW%2B-%2BDW%2B-%2BBeach%2B-%2B2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8703977977547586666</id><published>2011-01-28T10:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:29:22.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Fives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TULt6nje6kI/AAAAAAAAADs/ftaaKbjj9HU/s1600/Robin%2BVenable%2Band%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TULt6nje6kI/AAAAAAAAADs/ftaaKbjj9HU/s320/Robin%2BVenable%2Band%2Bfriends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567273680689359426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Karla Ruth Cox Worley's 55th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad she was born, and so are my (3) sons, daughter-in-law, grandson, and yet-to-enter-this-world second grandbaby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when Elliott asked me how old I was, I told him. He then asked Karla (Lala) how old she was, and she told him that her birthday is today and that she will be 55. His eyes lit up, and I told him "two fives" - he held up both hands, fingers spread, palms facing Karla and said "two fives, Lala." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is "two fives" day for my sweet wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that God made you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - in this photo from a recent fun evening where she got to hang out with some neat girl friends, she "holds her own" among these young ladies half her age!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8703977977547586666?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8703977977547586666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8703977977547586666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8703977977547586666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8703977977547586666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/01/two-fives.html' title='Two Fives'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TULt6nje6kI/AAAAAAAAADs/ftaaKbjj9HU/s72-c/Robin%2BVenable%2Band%2Bfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-733010083432744809</id><published>2011-01-21T11:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:53:14.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Ghost To Smoke Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TTnFpCDlpOI/AAAAAAAAADk/vRKjBtMnmlA/s1600/Seth%2B-%2BGhost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TTnFpCDlpOI/AAAAAAAAADk/vRKjBtMnmlA/s320/Seth%2B-%2BGhost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564696123310187746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always fun to hear about/discover the latest stuff created by your kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning with their first time they color a picture of you that for the life of you you cannot figure out how it resembles you, to that school project where they have to "track their life" in photos and articles and paste it to a piece of poster board that you had to go to (3) different stores at 11:00pm the night before to find, to the annual "what will I be for Halloween" this year (in this photo, he just wanted to be a ghost - well, a ghost wearing Mickey Mouse ears!)......over and over again, more and more "here's what I've created lately" moments followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I learned of Seth's (our oldest) latest "here's what I've created moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am dabbling (is that a word?) in borderline dangerously "parental prideful" territory with this, but after viewing this, I was pretty amazed at this "making of"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm his Dad - I am supposed to be amazed, and well - I am. You may view it kinda like "the making of a clock"...... If that's you, then I recommend watching the first 1:40, then skip over Seth's tutorial to near the end - 11:25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have to say that if I had had teachers like Seth Worley explaining things to me in the classroom in the way he explained how he created this video, I might have paid closer attention in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we never know what is next for our kids, but for now, I enjoy this and I share it with those of you who have 5-13 minutes to watch something funny, interesting, and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.redgiantsoftware.com/videos/redgianttv/item/60/#"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, then click on the photo of the smoke in the chair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - you don't have to be a LOST fan to enjoy this - take it from one who knows......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-733010083432744809?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/733010083432744809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=733010083432744809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/733010083432744809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/733010083432744809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/01/from-ghost-to-smoke-monster.html' title='From Ghost To Smoke Monster'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TTnFpCDlpOI/AAAAAAAAADk/vRKjBtMnmlA/s72-c/Seth%2B-%2BGhost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3697010950602570688</id><published>2011-01-07T08:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T09:07:11.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real (Better) Sports Story This Week In Nashville</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TScmpTWIilI/AAAAAAAAADE/93fD9X4x5_o/s1600/Rick%2BByrd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TScmpTWIilI/AAAAAAAAADE/93fD9X4x5_o/s320/Rick%2BByrd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559454756021766738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom blog about things like this, but I always want to be one who gives credit when credit is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you follow sports at all, then you have read everything and heard everything this week about Bud Adams (owner of the Tennessee Titans NFL Football Team) and his decision to release QB Vince Young and therefore keep Head Coach, Jeff Fisher. The on-going, doing-their-best-to-keep-it-under-control feud had reached its limit with the end of the regular season, and something had to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you live in the Middle Tennessee area, that is pretty much ALL you are hearing about this week in the world of sports, and understandably so - the media loves (and creates) controversy in the limelight of professional sports and such controversy often produces drama, and we all know it's drama that makes headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me - the real (and yes better) sports story of this week wasn't/isn't about an arguably immature professional QB, his Head Coach and their boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a man who reached an incredible milestone this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belmont University Men's Basketball coach, Rick Byrd joined a select group with his Belmont Bruins' latest victory giving him his 500th victory at that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belmont beat Stetson 70-53 on the road Wednesday night for Byrd's 500th victory at a program that jumped from NAIA to NCAA Division I under his tenure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one of five active head coaches at that mark, joining Jim Boeheim of Syracuse (844), Mike Krzyzewski of Duke (809), Jim Calhoun of Connecticut (586) and Sacred Heart's Dave Bike (500).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop and read that last paragraph! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day and time when it's all about the money, better opportunities, championships, and so much more "ladder-climbing" - this man has spent 24 years consistently coaching Belmont teams to play their absolute best every time they take the court - often with far less skilled players than his opponent, challenged them to excel in the classroom, graduate, and move on to take their place in the world to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is one of the most respected college basketball coaches anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to take my word for it - read more &lt;a href="http://belmontbruins.com/sports/m-baskbl/coaches/BYRD_RICK"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never met the man, but I have attended many Belmont basketball games, and I sit close enough to have observed him interact with his team, and more importantly observe how his players respond to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Coach Byrd! We need more sports stories like this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3697010950602570688?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3697010950602570688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3697010950602570688&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3697010950602570688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3697010950602570688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2011/01/real-better-sports-story-this-week-in.html' title='The Real (Better) Sports Story This Week In Nashville'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TScmpTWIilI/AAAAAAAAADE/93fD9X4x5_o/s72-c/Rick%2BByrd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6828782394395638009</id><published>2010-11-25T08:17:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T09:15:23.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO50OsiqfgI/AAAAAAAAACA/GOm3YJhzjWc/s1600/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO50OsiqfgI/AAAAAAAAACA/GOm3YJhzjWc/s320/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543495987163201026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems that the past few Novembers have brought about a particular rhythm or cycle of winding down to the end of a year, and with that rhythm or cycle comes a time to get away during what is (having lived here for 30 years - in my opinion) the most beautiful time of the year if you live in middle Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, Karla and I were able to slip away and enjoy one of our favorite places. When we returned home on Sunday evening, we pulled into our driveway to find our back patio covered with leaves! What a breath-taking picture of God's beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I captured this moment with my camera, I thought about how my photos are reminders of how God blesses. Maybe we should all take more photos. I am convinced they would serve as constant reminders of how richly blessed we all are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO50diALl8I/AAAAAAAAACI/bp7ntCAbz48/s1600/KW%2B-%2BCumberland%2BView.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO50diALl8I/AAAAAAAAACI/bp7ntCAbz48/s320/KW%2B-%2BCumberland%2BView.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543496242032252866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO57XC5FP4I/AAAAAAAAACw/Zkvl3bNxc24/s1600/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO57XC5FP4I/AAAAAAAAACw/Zkvl3bNxc24/s320/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543503827183157122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO51EDT-DcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/X8rSJ_-PGL0/s1600/DW%2B-%2BFront%2BOf%2BCabin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO51EDT-DcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/X8rSJ_-PGL0/s320/DW%2B-%2BFront%2BOf%2BCabin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543496903808650690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO57n3LM9II/AAAAAAAAAC4/tAfGaxQ2oCs/s1600/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO57n3LM9II/AAAAAAAAAC4/tAfGaxQ2oCs/s320/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543504116095710338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO512Y1DbiI/AAAAAAAAACY/uX9k21A9xx0/s1600/E%2B-%2BGrandaddy%2B-%2BFall%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO512Y1DbiI/AAAAAAAAACY/uX9k21A9xx0/s320/E%2B-%2BGrandaddy%2B-%2BFall%2B2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543497768578018850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO52Uz1rFfI/AAAAAAAAACg/YVaTJ1e2w70/s1600/The%2BFamily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO52Uz1rFfI/AAAAAAAAACg/YVaTJ1e2w70/s320/The%2BFamily.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543498291224450546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO55rlOXbCI/AAAAAAAAACo/lQEqMrSmfec/s1600/KW%2B-%2BLamp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO55rlOXbCI/AAAAAAAAACo/lQEqMrSmfec/s320/KW%2B-%2BLamp.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543501980973362210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6828782394395638009?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6828782394395638009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6828782394395638009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6828782394395638009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6828782394395638009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TO50OsiqfgI/AAAAAAAAACA/GOm3YJhzjWc/s72-c/Patio%2BLeaves%2B-%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-878377771351209360</id><published>2010-09-30T07:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T08:51:32.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben Worley Is 18 Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSQZGW9h2I/AAAAAAAAABA/iLr-4qFpsG8/s1600/Ben+-+Preschool+Graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSQZGW9h2I/AAAAAAAAABA/iLr-4qFpsG8/s320/Ben+-+Preschool+Graduation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522697803941119842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness.....our "baby" turns 18 today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 18 things I love about you, Ben Worley:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The way you keep your room clean!&lt;br /&gt;2. Your shopping sprees to Goodwill for used audio equipment!&lt;br /&gt;3. The way you keep your closet so neat and nicely arranged!&lt;br /&gt;4. The fact that you never fight with your middle brother!&lt;br /&gt;5. That you are never sarcastic!&lt;br /&gt;6. That you bring muffins home from work for the whole family!&lt;br /&gt;7. That you can't remember what instruments you own because you continue to borrow parts from all of them to build new instruments!&lt;br /&gt;8. The way you lead your band!&lt;br /&gt;9. The music you make as a player!&lt;br /&gt;10. The music you create as a composer!&lt;br /&gt;11. The way you act in your brother's films!&lt;br /&gt;12. That you will sit and watch a movie with your Dad!&lt;br /&gt;13. The questions you ask!&lt;br /&gt;14. The way you negotiate things!&lt;br /&gt;15. The fact that a policeman would pull you over thinking you stole a big screen TV only to find out it was your newly constructed audio control console that you built and used for the first time in your show on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;16. That you play in the Student Praise Band - learning/playing/leading songs that point people to Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;17. That you love your mom and dad and your brothers and your sister-in-law, and your nephew and your grandmother and your aunt &amp; uncle and all of your Texas relatives and whoever else in your family that I forgot to mention&lt;br /&gt;18. That you have lived for 18 years in this same house and brought a ton of joy to our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Ben Worley!&lt;br /&gt;(now go and change your Facebook profile for those who might actually believe what you write!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you have spent time reading this, I will let you figure out which of the above are NOT true.......(my kids aren't the only ones who can be sarcastic......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU8AHmRPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tny-5dQS11w/s1600/Ben+-+Open+Mic+-+Fall+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU8AHmRPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tny-5dQS11w/s320/Ben+-+Open+Mic+-+Fall+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522702801608000754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU78c2L3I/AAAAAAAAABw/AnTsA8kFIjg/s1600/Ben+-+Mom+-+Recital+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU78c2L3I/AAAAAAAAABw/AnTsA8kFIjg/s320/Ben+-+Mom+-+Recital+Day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522702800623382386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU7evE6rI/AAAAAAAAABo/8MP4lQMAuBc/s1600/Ben+-+DW+-+Schermerhorn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU7evE6rI/AAAAAAAAABo/8MP4lQMAuBc/s320/Ben+-+DW+-+Schermerhorn.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522702792646781618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU69X4fBI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ovEYulM-a4/s1600/Ben+-+Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU69X4fBI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ovEYulM-a4/s320/Ben+-+Beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522702783691127826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU6ce_ZkI/AAAAAAAAABY/h8f_WmYofNs/s1600/Ben+-++Summer+2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSU6ce_ZkI/AAAAAAAAABY/h8f_WmYofNs/s320/Ben+-++Summer+2005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522702774862571074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSUQF_64bI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GYyU3rUaJIg/s1600/Ben+-+New+Bike+-+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSUQF_64bI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GYyU3rUaJIg/s320/Ben+-+New+Bike+-+Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522702047272165810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSQuR-sUiI/AAAAAAAAABI/WYH7U9PonBo/s1600/Ben+-+Cool+%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSQuR-sUiI/AAAAAAAAABI/WYH7U9PonBo/s320/Ben+-+Cool+%231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522698167837807138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - Mom and I are convinced if you shaved your face and straightened out your hair, you really would be Shia LeBeouf........ (but then you wouldn't be Ben Worley anymore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSNs8IJx0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/bwCQxP-bvDM/s1600/Shia+LaBeouf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSNs8IJx0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/bwCQxP-bvDM/s320/Shia+LaBeouf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522694846257153858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-878377771351209360?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/878377771351209360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=878377771351209360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/878377771351209360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/878377771351209360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/09/ben-worley-is-18-today.html' title='Ben Worley Is 18 Today!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TKSQZGW9h2I/AAAAAAAAABA/iLr-4qFpsG8/s72-c/Ben+-+Preschool+Graduation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1641976234882916907</id><published>2010-08-19T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:32:25.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Where You Need To Be</title><content type='html'>I have had many conversations lately related to people’s schedules and priorities and commitments. After all, it’s the end of summer - everyone is getting back into some sense of school schedule and have moved beyond what is now a 60-day summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla and I joke how much we hate August. It truly is a useless month. I grew up with school starting appropriately the day after “Labor” Day. In a period of 24 hours, the summer has ended and school has begun because we go from one day of “rest” to the next day of “new teachers/new classes/new beginnings, etc….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the deal with starting school on August 12? Good grief……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in “my line of work” as a person whose success is pretty much totally dependent on the involvement, faithfulness and contribution from “volunteers”…. well, it makes for interesting times to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing the number of “things” that people can juggle/maintain/deal with on a regular basis and somehow still find time for some level of commitment to the ministry of the local church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just begun a new “season” of Choir Ministry. I divide up the year into - well, seasons - shorter, more focused periods of time that allow people to pick and choose if they can commit for 8-9 weeks at the 70% level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now think about that - 70%. Think about the things you currently spend the majority of your time, money, energy, affection, and allegiance. Tell me how effective you would be at those things at the 70% commitment level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you think I have “lost it” and believe that a person’s commitment to a church choir should not be compared to…..well - quite frankly anything else - well, I agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT - if we are going to talk about how effective the Choir Ministry is at our church, and how important this ministry is to helping people encounter the presence and life-transforming power of Jesus Christ, then wouldn’t one think we should have at the very least a 70% commitment level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vast majority of the people even remotely involved in the Worship Choir Ministry of Brentwood Baptist Church have the best of intentions, do the best that they can given all the pressures of life, and contribute significantly to this ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most compelling e-mails that I receive from choir members are hands down the ones that tell me that the reasons why they can’t be at a rehearsal or lead on a Sunday morning are because they have to care for a sick relative, the ones who tell me they can’t be at our choir retreat because they are counseling a married couple on the edge of divorce, the ones who are working two jobs to make ends meet, the single Dad who has his kids that night and he needs to care for them, the ones who are serving in preschool ministry instead of the choir that morning because immature parents who said the would serve simply didn’t show up to serve, the uncle who is helping his nephew move into college because that kid’s Dad passed away this summer and that new college student needs a “dad-figure” in that moment …… I could go on and on…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who send those e-mails are telling me a very important and powerful reminder - they are “where they need to be”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this is challenging me to ask (as I always try to ask) the right questions, and in this case, maybe the right question we should ask each morning when faced with multiple “places to be”…….Lord, where is it YOU need me to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that if we answer that question honestly and consistently, then more times than not we will “be where we need to be!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1641976234882916907?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1641976234882916907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1641976234882916907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1641976234882916907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1641976234882916907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-were-you-need-to-be.html' title='Be Where You Need To Be'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4984339277248500941</id><published>2010-07-10T18:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:50:43.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqua-what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TDkHER9KtXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_1aIFFVcqmA/s1600/Aquapalooza+-+Brad+Paisley+-+Lake+Travis+-+Austin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TDkHER9KtXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_1aIFFVcqmA/s320/Aquapalooza+-+Brad+Paisley+-+Lake+Travis+-+Austin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492428990675858802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those "what was I thinking?" moments......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my family reunion (my mom's side) in central Texas - specifically in Kyle, TX. Kyle is located on I-35 between Austin and San Marcos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have been there, but we didn't make those plans. Too bad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad because my mom would have loved for us to have been there, and THEN......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that Brad Paisley was doing this - (see photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call is Aquapalooza. Check it out. Brad sets up on the shore of Lake Travis, and the whole dang audience (at least most of them) are enjoying the show from their boats!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stinkin fun is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I missed out on the family reunion, and sorry I missed out on the Brad fun. I know I don't have a boat, but I might have been able to finagle (how does one spell that word) a ticket or two!!!????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4984339277248500941?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4984339277248500941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4984339277248500941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4984339277248500941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4984339277248500941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/07/aqua-what.html' title='Aqua-what?'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TDkHER9KtXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/_1aIFFVcqmA/s72-c/Aquapalooza+-+Brad+Paisley+-+Lake+Travis+-+Austin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6591931266111114618</id><published>2010-06-12T18:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T19:29:06.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 More Things Currently Making HUGE Impressions On My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TBQlBOQt9pI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Psyi2kN0Pis/s1600/E+-+Beach+Nap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TBQlBOQt9pI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Psyi2kN0Pis/s320/E+-+Beach+Nap.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482047349355050642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This photo of my grandson - a nap after the beach is the best!&lt;br /&gt;2. Karla's new office at church - we actually rode to/from work together last week - WOW!&lt;br /&gt;3. Our new summer intern - Elias Anderson from Liberty University&lt;br /&gt;4. My college roommate, Chris Wommack's visit to Nashville this week!&lt;br /&gt;5. Lunch with David Hamilton and hearing all about his trip this weekend to Californiw to experence the premiere of his latest Disney project this weekend - You HAVE to see  - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://disneyparks.disney.go.com/blog/2010/06/the-world-of-color-press-event-begins-today/"&gt;THIS VIDEO&lt;/a&gt; INCREDIBLE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Carol Cymbala (Director of the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir) being our guest in Wednesday night's choir rehearsal - but Jason Michael Webb may have "stolen the show"....but then Sister Jean may have made the greatest impression - she is 73 years old, an original member of the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir, and travels everywhere with Carol as her prayer support and friend!&lt;br /&gt;7. Hearing from someone (this week) for the first time in 33 years!!&lt;br /&gt;8. Lunch with Dick &amp; Mel Tunney - what an incredible ministry team they are!&lt;br /&gt;9. Meeting with a 25-year-old who has one of the most incredible futures ahead of them!&lt;br /&gt;10. Completely fired up about our services tomorrow - June 13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6591931266111114618?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6591931266111114618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6591931266111114618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6591931266111114618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6591931266111114618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-more-things-currently-making-huge.html' title='10 More Things Currently Making HUGE Impressions On My Life'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yzb8O1zgeNo/TBQlBOQt9pI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Psyi2kN0Pis/s72-c/E+-+Beach+Nap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8952699238875979226</id><published>2010-05-18T00:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:10:59.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things Currently Making An Impression On My Life</title><content type='html'>1. The song, &lt;em&gt;Come As You Are&lt;/em&gt; by Pocket Full Of Rocks&lt;br /&gt;2. My son, Seth's Adventure Now 3 Video Series for Fuge Camps - (60,000 students will witness it this summer!)&lt;br /&gt;3. The song, &lt;em&gt;You Are Faithful&lt;/em&gt; by Michael Boggs&lt;br /&gt;4. My son, Ben's Adventure Now 3 Video Series original musical score AND his original musical score for the CentriKid Camps video series entitled, &lt;em&gt;Kitchen Bink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Reflecting on getting to spend Mother's Day with my Mom&lt;br /&gt;6. My son, Matt's work ethic particularly related to Flood Relief&lt;br /&gt;7. My pastor's sermon on forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;8. The possible re-scheduling of the Community Hymn Sing&lt;br /&gt;9. The song/arrangement of &lt;em&gt;Lean On Me&lt;/em&gt; by Patti Austin - (who turns 60 in August - ridiculous!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Getting to mow Seth/Arley/Elliott's yard - seriously....might be the most therapeutic thing I do each week.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8952699238875979226?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8952699238875979226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8952699238875979226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8952699238875979226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8952699238875979226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-things-currently-making-impression.html' title='10 Things Currently Making An Impression On My Life'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1836228386581999726</id><published>2010-03-13T18:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T18:42:28.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Platforms - Tony Morgan</title><content type='html'>I read and saved this back in January. As I re-read it today, I felt led to post on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is powerful stuff....and for more on Tony Morgan, go &lt;a href="http://tonymorganlive.com/about/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;There are no shortcuts to having a platform. You have to earn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one owes you a platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes someone who is trusted can help you get a moment on the platform, but you still have to deliver to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harder you try to have a platform, the harder it is to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do what you’re designed to do and you are faithful to stick with it over time, there’s a good chance you’ll have a platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all platforms are created equal, but all have the opportunity to positively impact the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are the foundation of a platform. If you can’t build relationships, you can’t have a platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who yells the loudest doesn’t necessarily get the platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never stop and listen, you probably won’t get the platform either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it’s just about you, you don’t have a platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll lose your platform if you don’t continue to use it for positive change. You have to move people to a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re more likely to leverage your platform if you tell stories that engage both the head and the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re more likely to keep your platform if you ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people can’t have access to you and your daily life, your platform is probably shrinking whether you know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platforms are established over time and lost in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people want a platform, but very few are gifted to have a platform and even fewer are humble enough to keep it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1836228386581999726?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1836228386581999726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1836228386581999726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1836228386581999726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1836228386581999726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/03/platforms-tony-morgan.html' title='Platforms - Tony Morgan'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2167120675924452228</id><published>2010-02-23T22:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:20:54.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February 24, 1979</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Cox-Worley-Wedding---1979-746832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Cox-Worley-Wedding---1979-746671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 years ago on this date, Karla and I said "I do" in front of family members and a small gathering of friends in Dallas, Texas. (we were married before video camcorders were invented, &lt;br /&gt;so a few photos were the best we could come up with to capture the ceremony!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our life together has never been boring and always fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for our family, our amazing friends, and our incredible sons. &lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful that God brought Arley into our lives, and now Elliott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Karla Ruth - you bring laughter and joy to my life!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if we can do 31 more years!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2167120675924452228?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2167120675924452228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2167120675924452228&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2167120675924452228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2167120675924452228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-24-1979.html' title='February 24, 1979'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3828323530137971948</id><published>2010-02-20T19:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:18:42.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Stands Still - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jefferson-HS---Baseball-Team---1970-753723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jefferson-HS---Baseball-Team---1970-753334.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970 Thomas Jefferson High School Baseball Team - San Antonio, Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Arnold is standing at the far left end of the second row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find me?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun group of guys - everyone should be a part of team - always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3828323530137971948?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3828323530137971948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3828323530137971948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3828323530137971948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3828323530137971948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-stands-still-part-2.html' title='Time Stands Still - Part 2'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7609557662669566612</id><published>2010-02-20T18:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:52:25.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Stands Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Coach-Frank-Arnold-707082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Coach-Frank-Arnold-707076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a most memorable phone call today sitting at home on a beautiful, (and unusual) warm sunny February day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caller ID said Frank Arnold. Realizing that I had written a letter (remember those?) to this person earlier this week, I was not surprised, but then again, very surprised to see that name pop up on my phone caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not had a conversation with this person in 40 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Arnold was my high school baseball coach. I graduated high school in 1970.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago, he was "deservedly" inducted into the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sanantoniosports.org/halloffame/inductees.html"&gt;San Antonio Sports Hall Of Fame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom told me this, and then was able to get his home address, I wrote him to congratulate him and to tell him the difference he made in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Arnold was a great coach - he believed in me way more than I believed in myself. The longer you live, the more you realize how important people like Coach Arnold are in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joy to "catch up with him" over a 20 minute phone conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I truly feel like time stood still - I visualized being on the field as a 17-year old as this man hit hundreds of grounders to me to make me a better second baseman, but more importantly, his demeanor and his encouragement to challenge me to be more than I believed I could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was grateful for my letter. I was grateful for his presence in my life at a time when I most needed that kind of influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Coach Arnold, and again - congratulations for the honors bestowed upon you - they are well-deserved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7609557662669566612?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7609557662669566612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7609557662669566612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7609557662669566612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7609557662669566612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-stands-still.html' title='Time Stands Still'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6228679464759260072</id><published>2010-01-08T07:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:14:12.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Can Become Boring - Jesus Can't</title><content type='html'>Since Thanksgiving, every time I sat down to write something in this space, I could not think of anything to write. That's just really sad. Not because I have anything important to say or that people are dying to read my blog (wow - narcissism abounds!), but because there is a ton of stuff going on in my life and ministry right now, and I should be writing about it. For whatever reasons, I can't seem to organize the words in sentences in a way that I believe might be the least bit interesting or helpful to another human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December was a very busy month (terrible understatement) of Christmas worship services, our Christmas Concert, and then our Christmas Eve Services. I was able to take two consecutive Sundays off (don't get to do that very often!), and now am back at it in a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 17 years of worship services and ministry in the local church, I can honestly say that 2010 will be my most challenging. Isn't it interesting that I can already see that, and we are only 8 days into it? There are many reasons, and I will try to be more intentional about sharing the reasons why as the year unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we have new services and a new campus launching in the next 45 days, and so very much to do in preparation for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some wonderful perspective came upon me today from one of my favorite people - Bob Kauflin. His most recent blog post (Reflections On Turning 55) is powerful. I encourage you to read it &lt;a href="http://www.worshipmatters.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6228679464759260072?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6228679464759260072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6228679464759260072&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6228679464759260072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6228679464759260072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2010/01/music-can-become-boring-jesus-cant.html' title='Music Can Become Boring - Jesus Can&apos;t'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8823295418699883940</id><published>2009-11-25T18:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:24:58.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>I spent most of my absolutely beautiful Wednesday before Thanksgiving in my office that has no windows working away on many different tasks that I thought needed to get done before the Thanksgiving break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day had a most wonderful interruption by a brief trip down the hall to our new Chapel where I found David Hamilton and Michael W. Smith rehearsing Christmas music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Monday and Tuesday - November 30 and December 1, Michael will give a Christmas Concert in Dallas with the Dallas Symphony conducted by David Hamilton. They needed a place to go over the program prior to their arrival there in Dallas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfishly, what a nice pre-Thanksgiving treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home early today, and after Matt, Ben, and Ben's girlfriend, Marissa worked diligently all day in the yard raking and bagging leaves (much to the sighed relief of my neighbors in the cul-de-sac who were beginning to wonder if caveman lived next door!), I decided to mow the front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that crazy to mow the yard at 5:00pm on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for so much this Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this time every year, we have what is called our "year-end reviews" at the office. We complete these forms, sit down with our immediate supervisor and go over the "form" and talk about the year. It is always an interesting and healthy exchange that contributes to the effectiveness of me accomplishing what is expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listed the following (23) things on my review for 2009 - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Celebrated 30 years of marriage&lt;br /&gt;2. Buried my father&lt;br /&gt;3. Knee Surgery&lt;br /&gt;4. Writing - (2) Different Worship Articles for Brentwood-Benson Choral Music Publication&lt;br /&gt;5. Teaching - (5) different sessions on worship leadership at LifeWay Worship Conference at Ridgcrest&lt;br /&gt;6. Consulting - served as consultant to the President of Anderson University in Anderson, SC to help them lay the foundation for a worship leadership degree &lt;br /&gt;7. Co-Producer Annual Nashville Symphony Community HymnSing - becoming more and more of a mission field/outreach challenge and opportunity&lt;br /&gt;8. Hiring Process For New Associate&lt;br /&gt;9. Helped Jeremy Busler with the overall transition from 100% access to him to less access to him "for my needs and the needs of this campus' ministry" while supporting and assisting him in laying the foundation for South Campus Worship Ministry&lt;br /&gt;10. Coached / Mentored Jeremy Busler, Michael Boggs, Shelly Johnson, Jeremy &amp; Maribeth Johnson - established new relationship with Mike Harland&lt;br /&gt;11. Highly Successful Fall Choir Retreat with guests - Dave Williamson, David Hamilton, and Dr. Deen Entsminger - choral professor from Belmont University&lt;br /&gt;12. Highly Successful 09-09-09 Choir Rehearsal with largest choir rehearsal attendance ever at BBC - special guests, Travis Cottrell and Bill Gaither&lt;br /&gt;13. Hosted and taught (3) classes on Worship Choir Leadership at the bi-annual TBC Music Ministry Leadership Conference&lt;br /&gt;14. Established the additional worship service support position of Stage Manager and immediately "grew" the roster of Producers and Stage Managers from 6 to 8 members who are all highly trained and equipped to handle the details and flow of our Sunday Worship Services&lt;br /&gt;15. Coordinated guests and other additional worship leaders - Steve Green, Michael Boggs, David Hamilton, Jeremy Busler, Shelly Johnson, Jeremy &amp; Maribeth Johnson, Kids Choirs, Good News Singers, Mike Harland, Deaf Church-Led Lord's Supper&lt;br /&gt;16. Coordinated (6) different and definitely unique Summer Sundays in the absence of the choir &amp; orchestra - string quartet, bluegrass, VBS-team, 70-piece Orchestra, 4 pianos, David Hamilton &amp; band - jazz morning.&lt;br /&gt;17. Christmas CD - (including for the first time - Kairos and South Campus)&lt;br /&gt;- and all the related mission outreach efforts associated with it&lt;br /&gt;18. Christmas Eve Services - coordinating efforts to "start over with blank piece of paper"&lt;br /&gt;19. Coordinated, documented, and led weekly worship planning meetings keeping all involved and necessary parties "on the same page" with regard to programming, "messages", "must do's", and attempting to stay focused on the main objective of our worship services - to the extent that that was possible.&lt;br /&gt;20. Assisted, supported, and empowered Jeremy &amp; Maribeth Johnson to further the Music Missions partnership with South Africa as they led the 2009 team in March.&lt;br /&gt;21. Continued to help develop the Masi Choir CD project - getting Michael W. Smith and Jars Of Clay recorded on the CD.&lt;br /&gt;22. Through our 2007 partnership between Michael W. Smith and Living Hope, MWS contributed his portion of the royalties from CompassionArt Project - $5,000 thus far.&lt;br /&gt;23. Led Worship Choir through devotional book - Humility - True Greatness by C.J. Mahaney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the review form, we are allowed to make additional personal comments.....&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the following that sums up my heart on this day before Thanksgiving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another interesting and often difficult year of personal stuff intertwined with the load that comes with this position. I continue to marvel at what God does since I consistently wonder how things can ever get done in my limited capacity of energy, knowledge, and skills! I am grateful that God has sustained me thus far through year 16 - never in my craziest dreams could I have imagined......and in and through all of this, I still believe we have yet to see God's best work -and at least for me, that's what keeps me going..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to anyone who read this entire blog entry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I miss you today, Dad.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8823295418699883940?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8823295418699883940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8823295418699883940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8823295418699883940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8823295418699883940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1589236844989714066</id><published>2009-11-19T06:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:16:29.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mountain-View-763528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mountain-View-763296.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer I do what I do, the more I realize how my work and pace have certain patterns to them. I know that gearing back up in August for the intensity and work load of each Fall is a ton of work with a ton of things always going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Fall was no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we plan for, prepare for, and record our Christmas CD, we have to do that early in the Fall in order to get everything done in time to have CD's by Thanksgiving. Add to that the weekly planning, the planning for current and future growth, and let's just say it pretty much stays crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, Karla and I decided we would take a break every Fall right around the time when we have completed the Christmas CD project and it is no longer in our hands with any further deadlines to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, for our time away we ventured into some new territory (literally)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever visit to the Smoky Mountains of East Tennessee. The closest this Texas boy had ever been to this area was to drive by it on I-40 headed east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend getaway - perfect weather and gorgeous views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sure did good when He created all of this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Dawn---Mountain-705185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Dawn---Mountain-704961.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---Reading---2-719913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---Reading---2-719694.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/View-From-Top-Deck-794613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/View-From-Top-Deck-794384.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Our-Cabin-740291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Our-Cabin-740031.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1589236844989714066?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1589236844989714066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1589236844989714066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1589236844989714066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1589236844989714066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/11/mid-november.html' title='Mid-November'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7399026128216644559</id><published>2009-11-01T15:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T15:32:14.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday, Elliott!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Pumpkins-793827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Pumpkins-793576.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandson is 2 today - can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joy to everyone he meets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So grateful for the time spent with him on Friday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you, E.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7399026128216644559?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7399026128216644559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7399026128216644559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7399026128216644559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7399026128216644559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-2nd-birthday-elliott.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday, Elliott!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8390269243805231576</id><published>2009-10-23T17:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:10:52.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2009---Christmas-CD-Cover-Art-709169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2009---Christmas-CD-Cover-Art-708937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not talking about Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been since October 2006 since I have felt this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we will finish up the production of our 2009 Christmas CD. We have produced (8) of these since 1997. (I have tried to avoid that predictable high-expectation of "the same" for each Christmas, so that is why we have not created one every single year for Christmas.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I have missed this process these past two years, and I did not realize how much I had missed it until we got into the whole thing. Wow, what a process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing songs, determing how they all flow together, who should talk on the CD and what they should say and why, choosing the people who should sing whatever solos and other stuff on the CD, allowing some of most creative people ever created by God to do "their thing" - whether that is producing a lead vocal, creating appropriate artwork that reinforces the title and theme, or creating just the right underscore - or balancing and mixing everything to sound just the right way......all of this is simply amazing to be involved in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the better part of today dealing with ALL of the above! While over-the-top stressful at times, it is so completely gratifying to be in the middle of such a rewarding experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, through a series of "God-orchestrated" opportunities, we will be partnering with a wonderful ministry out of Newport News, VA called &lt;a href="http://www.militaryministry.org/"&gt;MILITARY MINISTRY&lt;/a&gt; - an international ministry arm of Campus Crusade For Christ. They will take 5,000 of our Christmas CD's and send them to US troops currently serving in the Middle East. They will receive them in time for Christmas. I can't imagine what it must be like to experience Christmas in those conditions half way around the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To get a really great understanding of how they will send these CD's to our troops, click on the 6 Pillars VIDEO and pay close attention to Pillar 4 - Rapid Deployment Kits - our CD's will be included in those!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray God will use this CD to bring hope and comfort this Christmas to all who hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to have actual CD's on hand by November 20. All proceeds will go to pay for the production of the CD and benefit our missions ministry at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will get a copy - it truly is a wonderful collaboration of some of the most beautiful Christmas music ever written - I really do mean that.....but then, I will let you be the judge of that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8390269243805231576?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8390269243805231576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8390269243805231576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8390269243805231576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8390269243805231576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4323341640704891030</id><published>2009-09-30T10:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:03:42.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 17th Birthday, Ben!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Preschool-Graduation-776305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Preschool-Graduation-776182.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is 17 years old today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, you bring immense pleasure to the Worley home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your passion for music - creating it, playing it, listening to it, and conducting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you will watch your kids grow up in front of you wondering what they will become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful I have had these 17 years to watch you grow up, and I can't wait to see what's next for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, enjoy your today - your birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and thank you for making those the last three words you say to me every night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4323341640704891030?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4323341640704891030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4323341640704891030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4323341640704891030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4323341640704891030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-17th-birthday-ben.html' title='Happy 17th Birthday, Ben!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6707067771853512547</id><published>2009-09-12T13:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T13:43:37.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 87th Birthday, Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/W.J.---DW-740720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/W.J.---DW-740634.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that birthdays don't matter in heaven, but they matter to those of us who are still around trying to make sense of our time here on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted you to know I was thinking of you today on your earthly birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, and in honor of you, I found this old photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always blessed the lives of everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you are doing the same in heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6707067771853512547?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6707067771853512547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6707067771853512547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6707067771853512547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6707067771853512547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-87th-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy 87th Birthday, Dad!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-304936531566943774</id><published>2009-08-23T22:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:27:48.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Things I Want Most From My Choir Members</title><content type='html'>This summer, I have had the joy of leading various workshops at different conferences, the most recent of which was targeted specifically to choir members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in my preparation, I came up with my top ten list of what I want most from my choir members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing original here, but if you lead choirs, or know someone who does, I encourage you to use these as discussion points and/or a source of encouragement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS I WANT MOST FROM MY CHOIR MEMBERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want my choir members to love being in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want my choir members to love and serve one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want my choir members to pray for me - (because I need it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want my choir members to expect my best at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want my choir members to view their involvement in the choir as a calling and a privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want my choir members to put more into the choir than they could ever imagine receiving from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I want my choir members to love and pray for the people they lead in worship each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I want my choir members to love and support our senior pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I want my choir members to serve the church in at least one other area of ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I want my choir members to develop an appreciation for all kinds of music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-304936531566943774?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/304936531566943774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=304936531566943774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/304936531566943774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/304936531566943774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/08/top-10-things-i-want-most-from-my-choir.html' title='Top 10 Things I Want Most From My Choir Members'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7315301286031001802</id><published>2009-08-20T22:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:19:05.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley---First-Day-Of-School---2009-769618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley---First-Day-Of-School---2009-769590.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla posted some beautifully creative photos on her Facebook page that represent the past years of "first day of school", and our tradition of capturing our kids on the front porch as they venture off for their very first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful tradition. The end of summer. The beginning of yet another school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla said it well when she said "Ben is the last man standing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days later, Karla had a full day of meetings, so I stayed home to help Matt load the truck with way more stuff than any human being needs in a frat house room as he ventured down I65 back for his sophomore year at Samford University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Off-To-College-799899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Off-To-College-799884.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my how these kids grow up so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Seth (with Karla) leaving for his first day of kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---Seth---First-Day-Kindergarten---August-1989-731745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---Seth---First-Day-Kindergarten---August-1989-731692.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor the moments we have with our kids, and thank God for each first day of school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7315301286031001802?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7315301286031001802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7315301286031001802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7315301286031001802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7315301286031001802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8836103517219212957</id><published>2009-08-15T00:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:18:31.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Hilarious</title><content type='html'>I have read, absorbed, and quoted Louie Giglio for several years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a gifted communicator, visionary leader of this generation, and now a pastor in Atlanta - (at least I think he is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what I would expect from him, and I find it terribly entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5D6CS4X1w48"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8836103517219212957?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8836103517219212957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8836103517219212957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8836103517219212957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8836103517219212957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-hilarious.html' title='This Is Hilarious'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6341287449251595981</id><published>2009-08-11T23:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:42:16.895-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy Ministry</title><content type='html'>Ministry is messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do this long enough, you realize it’s just plain messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently experiencing an unusually intense period/season of ministry. Over the years, these periods/seasons have come and gone, but this time I have this fear - &lt;br /&gt;I fear this one is the foundation or prelude for more extended periods/seasons of this very kind of pace/intensity/stress that never seem to wane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse, I fear I will adapt/adjust to this, and become immune to the effect that this kind of pace has on my life, my relationships, my health, and my effectiveness as a child of God, son, husband, father, grandfather and minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations, deadlines, goals, budgets, meetings, decisions about the future, decisions about songs for this Sunday, evaluations, assessments, reviews, initiatives, retreats, calendars, rehearsals, charts, PowerPoint slides, arrangements, scheduling of people, video venues, multiple services, assumptions, titles, proposals, templates, summaries, campuses, hand-outs, strategies, objectives, stage sets, monitors, microphones, screens, reports, outlines, agendas, policies, reimbursements, weddings, funerals, relational conflict, leadership styles, simple church, strength-finders, finding your place, model-netics, summits, programming alignment, interviews, reference checks, devotional books, rehearsal CD’s, new anthems, leadership teams, more meetings, ministry to the “least of these”, ministry to the “I have everything I need”, ministry to the “heartbroken and miserable”, partnership ministry, misunderstandings, dependence on technology, e-mail inbox,  ………on and on the list goes……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this, and you think I am slamming my church or only finding the negative in my current situation - I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe more in the mission of the church, and I believe wholeheartedly in the mission of my church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe, but I am very overwhelmed at the moment with the business of ministry - ministry is messy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I remember what God reminds me to remember. I open my Bible, I pray my prayers, I ask my kids and my wife to forgive me for working too many hours, I take my day off, I make myself “lie down in green pastures” knowing that if I don’t, God will. My soul needs restoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what I do. I want to love who I am while I am doing what I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I’m not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest, perspective, silence, and faith are my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often remind colleagues in ministry to “stay the course” - tonight I need to take some of the medicine I have been prescribing…….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6341287449251595981?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6341287449251595981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6341287449251595981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6341287449251595981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6341287449251595981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/08/messy-ministry.html' title='Messy Ministry'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8542515244357354552</id><published>2009-08-02T19:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:48:50.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship Services In The Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Eastland-Baptist-Church---Sanctuary-Interior-773431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Eastland-Baptist-Church---Sanctuary-Interior-773120.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would think that after planning and leading at least 1,500+ worship services over the past 16 years, there couldn't be anything really that "new" to experience while leading a service. Yes, I know that each service brings a different moving of the Spirit, so that is not necessarily what I am referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 5 Sundays, we have "presented" the worship services at my church in 5 uniquely different ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 5 - String Quartet / Piano&lt;br /&gt;July 12 - a Bluegrass Band&lt;br /&gt;July 19 - our VBS band/team led with the choir loft full of kids&lt;br /&gt;July 26 - an 80-piece orchestra on stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, today, we had 4 grand pianos on stage with a person at each piano + a 21-voice choir on choir risers between the pianos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During sound check/rehearsal, I realized the (at the time painful) reality of what the congregational song set would "feel" like with ONLY? pianos playing as musical support. Well - it was weird! That had nothing to do with our pianists - they were outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just so used/accustomed to having a band/orchestra/drum loop or something else to help us keep time, add textures, sounds, etc... to enhance our worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the 21-voice choir - during the congregational songs, let's make sure God hears our VOICES today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at one point in the 11:00am service, that is exactly what happened. For the first time in a long time, the wall of sound that usually fills "my space on the stage" was replaced with a wall of sound from the room - I could hear the entire room of people singing!! I know - what a concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't write this to whine or criticize. We have one of the finest church orchestras anywhere, and I wouldn't trade them for anything, but I was reminded of something very important today - we need to hear people sing their praises to God as much as we need to be accompanied and supported with incredible musicians who are equally offering their praises to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - for those of you who felt awkward this morning or that something "just wasn't right" or "I couldn't feel the beat" - it was more than OK - in fact, it was beautiful.....at least for today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait til next week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8542515244357354552?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8542515244357354552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8542515244357354552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8542515244357354552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8542515244357354552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/08/worship-services-in-summertime.html' title='Worship Services In The Summertime'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4296803226029498628</id><published>2009-07-22T16:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:59:31.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying In Love</title><content type='html'>A friend came to see me last week, then told me he would be heading to Atlanta for the weekend, and he was going to attend North Point Community Church for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhat surprised that he had not already visited North Point, so I asked him if their pastor, Andy Stanley would be speaking? He was not sure. I offered to find out for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friend's disappointment, Andy was actually speaking that Sunday at Willow Creek Church in Chicago, IL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to follow Andy on Twitter, and he sent this on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am speaking at Willow Creek this morning - filling in for John Maxwell who is filling in for Bill Hybels - being 3rd string ain't bad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to see what Andy had to say as "3rd string" at Willow last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are married, and you care about the person you are married to, you MUST take 35 minutes to watch &lt;a href="http://www.willowcreek.org/home1.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Once you click on the site&lt;br /&gt;2. Click on WATCH MESSAGES&lt;br /&gt;3. Andy's Sermon Information will appear&lt;br /&gt;4. Click on VIDEO and enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4296803226029498628?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4296803226029498628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4296803226029498628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4296803226029498628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4296803226029498628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/07/staying-in-love.html' title='Staying In Love'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7799479481820705561</id><published>2009-07-13T21:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:59:15.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>Having traveled some 1,800+ miles, spent 30 some-odd hours in the same vehicle, and had a wonderful time with my "Texas" family as well as getting even more acquainted with my own family, I thought I would take a few minutes to share some photos and look back on the past few days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS&lt;br /&gt;1 - My mom (Alice Ruth) and her sister (Faye)&lt;br /&gt;2 - These (3) guys belong to my sister - (L-R) - oldest son, Brian - son, Kyle - husband, Sam &lt;br /&gt;3 - Ben Worley - (who spent most of his time at his computer composing music or being with Elliott - see photo below!)&lt;br /&gt;4 - Elliott and Seth&lt;br /&gt;5 - Matt - (over his left shoulder is my first cousin, Rodney McGee - Rodney's son, Stephen was just drafted by the Dallas Cowboys - made for quite a stir at the family reunion!!)&lt;br /&gt;6 - Stopped by the cemetary so Arley could see my Dad's gravesite. I am so grateful that God took him in April. If he had lived into the summer, we could have never had a beautiful grave-side service because of the extreme heat - honestly, with 3-digit temperatures, we could barely stand to be outside for any length of time...&lt;br /&gt;7 - These guys (E and Ben) has SO MUCH FUN together on the whole trip!!&lt;br /&gt;8 - All the kids have to perform as part of the program - Elliott preferred to watch from down front!!&lt;br /&gt;9 - My mom bought this toy for my nephew 37 years ago - Fisher Price would be proud!!&lt;br /&gt;10 - My brother-in-law gave Matt a kayak - all we had to do was "get it home".....&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mom---Faye---2-712077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mom---Faye---2-711819.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Brian---Kyle---Sam-796689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Brian---Kyle---Sam-796424.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley-703248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley-702971.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Seth-763004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Seth-762975.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Rodney-751066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Rodney-750793.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Dad's-Gravestone-790515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Dad's-Gravestone-790228.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Ben-734950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Ben-734920.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E-Rock-736885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E-Rock-736858.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Old-Toy-727586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/E---Old-Toy-727314.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Kayak-774153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Kayak-773885.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;A most memorable trip in so many ways - Arley, Seth, and Karla all captured the trip in their own unique ways as well. I am still amazed that you can drive for hours and still never make it out of the state of Texas!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7799479481820705561?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7799479481820705561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7799479481820705561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7799479481820705561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7799479481820705561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/07/texas-family-reunion.html' title='Texas Family Reunion'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3168688872680469145</id><published>2009-07-01T16:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:25:28.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tunnels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/NC-Tunnel-737703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/NC-Tunnel-737693.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting away this week from the regular-ness of my life and work has been personally and professionally much needed and greatly valued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being at Ridgecrest is a rich tradition of the strange combination of heritage and sentimentality. There are people here who have been coming to this place every year for 40 or more years. I'm not sure what I think of that - I guess if it has helped them deepen their ministry, and encouraged them to "stay the course", then I supposed that's a good thing. If on the other hand, it has become a place for purely reminiscing, then I am not so sure we can afford to sit around for too long pondering the "good ole' days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been interesting to see how this place has evolved through the years. (The last time I was here for this particular week was 15 years ago.) I applaud LifeWay for working hard to continue to be a ministry resource and equipping center for churches all over America - that is no easy task these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also noticing how tough it is to be in ministry these days. Everyone here is dealing with the stuff of life, and how to minister to people who seem to be hurting more now than ever before (not sure that that is necessarily true, but it seems so), while trying to lead ministries with not nearly enough resources, attempting to manage/balance their ministry and family - all the while dealing with pastors who are being told by every person with a book deal, website, and a conference how they are supposed to grow their church - often times at the expense of some wonderful men and women who merely want to help people worship God more genuinely and effectively. Many of these folks are dealing with churches who have made the questionable decision to "market" worship services based on a style of music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are indeed difficult days for many, many local church Music &amp; Worship Ministries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think about this tunnel that we drove through to get to the mountains. So often, we think of a tunnel in terms of "well - just remember, there's a light at the end of the tunnel" or my favorite even more stupid line - "there's a light at the end of the tunnel and it's a freight train!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to look at this tunnel in a different way - someone, somewhere, at sometime determined that the only or best way for someone to get from point A to point B with a mountain in the way was to "tunnel" through or under that mountain. No easy task, and probably the person or people who thought that up were severely criticized and questioned. But, they persevered, and as a result, we have a nice, smooth ride "through/under" that mountain on our way to a glorious destination like Ridgecrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for myself and my new friends I am making here this week, I encourage us all to look at wherever we are in the tunnel of our ministry - not so much that there is light at the end as much as what is it that God wants us to learn from where we are right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3168688872680469145?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3168688872680469145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3168688872680469145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3168688872680469145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3168688872680469145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/07/tunnels.html' title='Tunnels'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8361976241659158825</id><published>2009-06-25T07:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:58:28.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Of Cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Gran-Torino-742603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 278px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Gran-Torino-742601.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I may be one of the last remaining humans who had not seen the movie, &lt;em&gt;Gran Torino&lt;/em&gt; and maybe worse - this movie was the recipient of my first and only "Fandango" screw-up where I bought the tickets to go see it, and changed me mind one hour before it was to begin. How completely stupid was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this past Sunday, the first Father's Day - 11 weeks following my father's death - I sat down with my middle son and watched this powerful story unfold on my living room TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we all watch movies for so many different reasons. Most of all, we want to be entertained and escape the crap of life.....probably most of the time, we want to laugh, we want to enjoy a great adventure, watch things blow up, and see people fall in love, and appreciate our favorite actors being the heroes that movies tell us they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had only seen a few previews for this movie, but from the opening scene, I was hooked. Maybe it was the emotions of my first Father's Day where I did not send anything to my Dad or talk to him on the phone. Maybe it was the amazing story, maybe it was Clint Eastwood's performance. I was so moved by this film, I practically made Karla sit down with me the next night and watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will watch it several more times because (at least for me) there is so much in this film that causes me to stop and think about my life, my relationships, and my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the blogs I like to read - listed on the side panel of my blog - is Brett McCracken. I have never met Brett, but I wandered onto his blog one day, and have been a regular ever since. He is a film critic, and I love his world-view, and his take on films. He is one of the film critics for Christianity Today. He and his fellow critics rated Gran Torino as #3 of the 10 Most Redeeming Films of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read Brett's review of this film, go &lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/movies/reviews/2008/grantorino.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8361976241659158825?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8361976241659158825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8361976241659158825&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8361976241659158825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8361976241659158825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/06/power-of-cinema.html' title='The Power Of Cinema'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7589495095695565078</id><published>2009-06-12T12:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:48:49.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful Life Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jeep-Wreck---11-735115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jeep-Wreck---11-735066.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jeep-Wreck---13-733426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jeep-Wreck---13-733202.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jeep-Wreck---3-791157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Jeep-Wreck---3-790923.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday (less than 24 hours after appearing in Juvenile Traffic Court for two moving violations within 24 hours of each other) Ben lost control of our red Jeep and rammed a telephone pole 5 minutes from our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless this boy's heart.....not a good 11 weeks with the freedom and responsibility a driver's license brings a 16-year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful he was unhurt and if I have to wake up to a phone call early in the morning, I would rather it be from one of my sons telling me they were in a wreck than an officer of the law explaining to me my son was in a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day yesterday, I received yet another apologetic text from him. My response was simple and to the point. Life's lessons are often very, very painful. and yes, cars can be repaired or replaced - he can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will take him to his 8-hour Defensive Driving Class tomorrow, and then he won't be driving for awhile. Time away from being behind the steering wheel of a moving vehicle will do him so good right now.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7589495095695565078?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7589495095695565078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7589495095695565078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7589495095695565078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7589495095695565078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/06/painful-life-lessons.html' title='Painful Life Lessons'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1624892655073268693</id><published>2009-06-05T06:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:46:31.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearse Truth</title><content type='html'>This Sunday in our worship services, we will spend some time in Psalm 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final 10 verses of the 31 total verses in Psalm 22 are powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are powerful probably because of the first 21 verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the conclusion of choir rehearsal this past Wednesday evening, we took the time to look at and respond individually/personally to the (4) prayer journaling "prompts" prepared by &lt;a href="http://ramondpresson.typepad.com/sight_lines/"&gt;Ramon Presson&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his fourth and final prompt, Ramon makes note that the psalmist, David makes a shift from gut-wrenching lament and desperate plea to proclamation. He goes on to say that given that it's not merely a sudden mood swing, what then do verses 22-31 tell us about the value of rehearsing the truth of who God is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsing anything is usually in preparation for something important - presentation or performance. The Dictionary says rehearsal is "a session of exercise, drill, or practice, usually private, in preparation for a public performance, ceremony, etc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The importance of rehearsing truth has become very important to me these past several weeks of my life. You probably relate. It really seems sometimes as if the psalmist wrote the EXACT words that I would write. I have been pretty brutally honest with God lately. I've been angry, frustrated, and yes, even felt somewhat abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know better. The only reason I know better is because of my faith in the truth. Jesus said it - "I am the way, the truth, and the life." - John 14:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jeremy is going to sing an old song at the beginning of our services on Sunday to help us "rehearse truth". The song, "In His Sanctuary" was written in 1983 by Michael Hudson and Michael W. Smith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was looking for a recording of this song to play for Jeremy, I had searched everywhere I could and finally e-mailed Michael W. to see if he might know where to find a recording. Amusingly, he did not remember writing the song. (He also never recorded it, which might explain in part why he does not remember writing it!) Considering the hundreds of songs he has written and considering I don't remember very many details of my life from 1983, this is pretty understandable, but still funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the words to this song - the second verse has become my personal theme for the week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN HIS SANCTUARY&lt;br /&gt;by Michael Hudson and Michael W. Smith&lt;br /&gt;©1985 O’Ryan Music, Inc. / ASCAP&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;(verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;Life can bend and break me &lt;br /&gt;But the Father has a way of keeping me together &lt;br /&gt;through the burdens of the day&lt;br /&gt;He tells me “Come away, it’s time we had some time alone”&lt;br /&gt;And ev’ry time I come away it feels like going home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;In His Sanctuary there is glory, there is strength.&lt;br /&gt;In the Presence of the Father there is wisdom, there is peace.&lt;br /&gt;I will come and worship.&lt;br /&gt;I will listen, I will speak&lt;br /&gt;Most amazing conversation, most amazing transformation,&lt;br /&gt;As the God of all creation talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I won’t show Him,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I can hide.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never known a burden that was better kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;How many times I’ve known the joy and found that sweet release,&lt;br /&gt;And worry turns to worship, &lt;br /&gt;And burdens turn to peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1624892655073268693?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1624892655073268693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1624892655073268693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1624892655073268693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1624892655073268693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/06/rehearse-truth.html' title='Rehearse Truth'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1012190416974152987</id><published>2009-05-30T19:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:56:05.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching My Friend Have The Time Of His Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Nashville-Symphony---Billy-Ray-Hearn-731905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Nashville-Symphony---Billy-Ray-Hearn-731892.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday evening, Karla and I attended the Nashville Symphony concert as guests of our dear friend, Billy Ray Hearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with Billy Ray and his wife, Nancy is always special, but this particular evening was extra special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks earlier, at a fund-raiser for the Symphony, one of the items that donors could "bid on" was an opportunity to CONDUCT THE SYMPHONY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Billy Ray WON, and here is my best effort to capture his "moment" using my cell phone camera - (keep in mind they do NOT allow photography during Symphony concerts, so I probably broke several rules, but I don't care!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a wild ride watching him conduct! I was thrilled for my friend, and he did an outstanding job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Billy Ray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1012190416974152987?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1012190416974152987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1012190416974152987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1012190416974152987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1012190416974152987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/05/watching-my-friend-have-time-of-his.html' title='Watching My Friend Have The Time Of His Life!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8718944673809471391</id><published>2009-05-19T07:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:43:46.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knee Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Knee-Pain-Truck-780287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Knee-Pain-Truck-780276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days after my knee "scope", Matt and I were driving over to Seth and Arley's new house to mow and edge their yard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on I65 headed north when this truck got my attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief, what a truck, and what a way to get someone's attention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8718944673809471391?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8718944673809471391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8718944673809471391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8718944673809471391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8718944673809471391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/05/knee-pain.html' title='Knee Pain'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3440385369864882200</id><published>2009-05-14T11:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:48:44.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Past 30 Days</title><content type='html'>The past 30 days have been stupid crazy - much like everyone else's life these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 30 days, the following has occurred in and around our small world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I "re-furbished" the backyard fort, added a new roof, slide, and swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ben and his lovely date, Marissa went to Prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seth became 25 years old, and we celebrated his birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My mother's first cousin's grandson got drafted by the Dallas Cowboys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Seth and Arley closed on their first house - exciting days ahead for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. BBC moved its PM Sunday Service to the new Hudson Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I traveled to New York City to visit Redeemer Presbyterian Church!&lt;br /&gt;  (I'm convinced I am supposed to be a Presbyterian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Matt (and a team of 4 other Samford students) &lt;br /&gt;   won the Regions Bank New Venture Challenge&lt;br /&gt;   (a business plan competition for Samford students) - how exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ben had his Spring Band Concert - outstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. BBC had a Missions Celebration Service - part of which we honored ReConstruct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ben had his Spring Band Banquet - he won (2) awards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. We celebrated Mother's Day with a fantastic lunch cooked by Paul - &lt;br /&gt;    then Karla celebrated by going to see Star Trek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Elliott discovered the trampoline, and wishes to make it his new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Seth finished his LifeWay Fuge Camp Videos - they are all outstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Matt has a new job - (in addition to mowing lawns for David Moody all summer)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Seth premiered his film, &lt;em&gt;The Time Closet&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    at the Western Kentucky Film Festival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I created a "When I Die" file - everyone should have one - seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I had knee surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Because of my knee surgery, we missed the James Taylor Concert last night &lt;br /&gt;     (major bummer) I hope J&amp;M enjoyed it in our place!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Someone ran into the back of our Expedition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Ben ran into the back of another person's car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Karla "had" to get a new phone - she has now discovered "Twitter"&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;So, where do I begin to blog about (22) things in (30) days? I can't, and I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm better off making a list, and moving on - just grateful for a life that is anything but boring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3440385369864882200?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3440385369864882200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3440385369864882200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3440385369864882200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3440385369864882200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/05/past-30-days.html' title='Past 30 Days'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8798447878173405813</id><published>2009-04-14T23:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:18:10.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Life</title><content type='html'>Many of you who read this blog from time to time will relate to this post because you have experienced first-hand what I experienced today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my Mom was at doctor's appointment 30 miles away, I (along with the trusty help from my aunt) cleaned out my Dad's closet. (My mom really didn't want to be here for that - totally understandable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew today was "my day to step up." My sister has "walked through fire" these past several days - not to mention weeks, months, and years simply by "being here" (she lives 30 minutes away) whenever my Mom and Dad needed her. As a retired school teacher, she recently took an extended "sub" job at a school - today, she had to go back to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in no way attempting to measure up to or come anywhere near what she has done for this family in so many different ways, I knew that at least to some extent, this was "my job" to do what needed to be done - I had to be the "closet-cleaner"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I discovered in this process was yet another tribute to the class and character of my Dad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put others first&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't make a big deal about the clothes you wear - &lt;br /&gt;choose function over style&lt;br /&gt;3. Stay organized&lt;br /&gt;4. Live simply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo of every single piece of clothing my father owned - (yes, a few things had already been claimed, but this was the bulk of it) - all fitting in one small suitcase and on several hangers! He lived 86 years for crying out loud, and the sum total of his clothing fit on the corner of his bed! (He did have some kind of thing for suspenders - notice the basketful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Clothes-724802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Clothes-724576.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had to photograph this bag and this cap. I gave this bag to my Dad many years ago at Christmas - it is still in mint condition. I think this cap was his favorite. I really hope my mom will hang it in the closet as a reminder of the wonderful man he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Bag----Cap-773287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Bag----Cap-773055.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him today.....and now I need to go home and throw everything I have away - (or at least make sure that ALL my clothes fit on the corner of my bed!) - it really doesn't matter anyway does it? I certainly can't take it with me, so I can only hope and pray that whatever it is I leave behind will be of value to my kids or grand kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8798447878173405813?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8798447878173405813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8798447878173405813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8798447878173405813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8798447878173405813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/04/simple-life.html' title='The Simple Life'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1506697152049564435</id><published>2009-04-11T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:49:42.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Easter To Remember</title><content type='html'>This Easter Sunday would have been my 17th consecutive Easter Sunday to have the privilege of standing before the congregation of my church and lead them in worship on the most glorious of Sundays! As important as that is to me (and believe me - it is REALLY important to me!), I will instead be sitting with my Mom and sister (celebrating all that Easter is to a Christ-follower) at the First Baptist Church of San Marcos, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly can't wait! What an honor to culminate a most amazing (and yes, extremely difficult) week of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Tuesday morning (April 7) around 2:15am, my Dad left this earth, and joined the countless number of saints in heaven in the very presence of our risen Savior, Jesus Christ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Good Friday, we joined together as a family to honor his life sitting out under the partly-cloudy skies in the middle of "no-where" Central Texas (Uhland, Texas to be exact) at the Live Oak Cemetery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Cemetery-764009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Cemetery-763768.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/View-Of-Burial-718323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/View-Of-Burial-718110.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five grandsons and two great-grandsons lifted his flag-draped casket from the hearse, walked it to the designated spot, and then the brief, buy very meaningful grave-side service began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Pallbearers---best-shot-786304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Pallbearers---best-shot-786081.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two military men took the flag from my Dad's casket, carefully held it over the casket as "Taps" was played, then they took what seemed like forever to meticulously fold it - it was powerful to watch them do this. One of the men then held it for "inspection" to the other. The other then took it, marched ever so slowly to stand directly in front of my mom, knelt on one knee and presented the flag to her. His words were unforgettable - "on behalf of the President of the United States and a grateful nation, I present this flag to you in honor and appreciation of your husband's service to our country." I was stunned - I had seen this in movies and on TV, but never right in front of me, and certainly not with someone saying that in reference to my Dad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flag-Presentation-786532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flag-Presentation-786343.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flag-Salute-722901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flag-Salute-722701.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flag-Presenter-742992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flag-Presenter-742792.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and dad's pastor read scripture, prayed, then opened it up for anyone to say something who wanted to. My nephew - the oldest grandson spoke - and boy did he speak powerfully about my Dad. He then challenged all the grandsons and great-grandsons to continue this man's legacy in how they live their lives. WOW! I was blown away. Then Ben (my youngest) told a funny story of how he must have received his grandaddy's "gene" for patience in repairing things and re-assembling things! It was perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Talk---3-785580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Talk---3-785354.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would we be without faith and family in times like these?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then got in our cars and journeyed 5 minutes away to the little county church where my mom grew up, and where (63) years ago, my mom and dad were married. Now on this Good Friday, she celebrated his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mom-740466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mom-740247.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to imagine all that was going through her mind and heart as she sat through a beautiful service of remembrance in front of a packed house of maybe 175 people. (Here's a photo of the front of the sanctuary and all the beautiful flowers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flowers-in-Sanctuary---2-706363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Flowers-in-Sanctuary---2-706117.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service, everyone gathered in the fellowship hall to re-connect, express their love to each of us, and simply enjoy the company of one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This final photo just astounds me for its beauty. Besides Seth's capturing of the moment in such a powerful way, Ben is wearing one of my dad's hats that his grandmother gave him the day before the service........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Poster-753827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Poster-753628.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1506697152049564435?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1506697152049564435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1506697152049564435&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1506697152049564435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1506697152049564435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-to-remember.html' title='An Easter To Remember'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7463875369766266804</id><published>2009-04-07T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:14:25.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Wesley-Dixon---Spring-2007-723947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Wesley-Dixon---Spring-2007-723940.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have many, many friends whose Dad no longer lives here on earth. Regardless of how they died - expected or unexpected - regardless of their age (after all - at what age determines whether a person lived a long and fruitful life anyway?) - the loss is real, and it hurts because they simply are no longer around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is gone, and I will not see him again until I get to heaven, but his mind is now clear, his body is now healed, and he is now in the presence of God Almighty! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On September 12 of last year, he turned 86. I posted the following words and photos about him. They have never been more real to me than now. Here is what I said then, and here is what I say now - this time on his first birthday in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;(do they even keep track of those kinds of things there?)&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Today is my father's 86th birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all these years W.J has lived and contributed to so many people's lives in a variety of ways. He has done so in what many would call "the old fashion way" - hard work, determination, and caring for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dry sense of humor, his quiet spirit, and his work ethic have always impressed me, and anyone who knows him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I remember him working 12 hours @ day - 7 days a week at the Gulf Service Station. I don't know how he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we have built many things in and around our home. They are constant reminders of his ability to use his hands to create something of value. I love "constructing things with wood", and that love comes directly from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite of all time is this deck that we built 20 years ago (in the summer of 1988). The people who now live in this house probably don't realize how special that "work of art" is to my family, but I will always remember that experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Good grief, I hope I can build something like this when I am 66 years old!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Deck---1988-726865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Deck---1988-726860.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, thanks Mr. Worley for being around for 86 years. You really WERE a good man, friend, husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The photo at the top is my Dad with my sister's grandson. I love the expressions on their faces!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7463875369766266804?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7463875369766266804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7463875369766266804&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7463875369766266804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7463875369766266804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4106109021687053067</id><published>2009-03-27T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:22:55.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Kid Is Driving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley---Toy-Story-751472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley---Toy-Story-751362.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a motorized vehicle legally and alone without a parent in the front seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's happened twice before, but something about the youngest born driving out of the driveway with new-found freedom......yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today part of me is wishing the kid in the photo above was still running around the house.......but only a really, really small part of me...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz Lightyear has to be smiling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4106109021687053067?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4106109021687053067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4106109021687053067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4106109021687053067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4106109021687053067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-kid-is-driving.html' title='This Kid Is Driving!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8450287248536319235</id><published>2009-03-26T08:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:32:00.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken Medema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ken-Medema-788696.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ken-Medema-788669.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many wonderful people God has brought into my path over the years is a talented musician named Ken Medema. If you know him, know who he is, or have never heard of him, you will enjoy the following - and BTW, this man's laugh and love of life bring great joy to my life!_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;25 Little Known Things About Ken &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He wears 2 different size shoes&lt;br /&gt;2) Fell off a stage and landed on his feet in the orchestra pit - had the presence of mind to yell out - "It was all part of the act." &lt;br /&gt;3) He has been happily married to his wife, Jane, for 44 years  &lt;br /&gt;4) He has 2 grandchildren, Charlotte, 5 and Henry, 1 (named after Ken's dad)  &lt;br /&gt;5) He and his sister Mary were both born blind&lt;br /&gt;6) He has a daughter, Rachel, who is getting married in the next year or so&lt;br /&gt;7) He has produced over 38 albums in his career&lt;br /&gt;8) He uses a text reading program called "JAWS" so he can read e-mails and surf the web.&lt;br /&gt;9) He reads "audio" books and reads at least 40-50 books per year&lt;br /&gt;10) He wishes an iPod would be more friendly to blind people  &lt;br /&gt;11) Performed after speeches by Desmond Tutu, Charles Kuralt, Bill Moyers, Jimmy Carter,  Marian Wright Edelman and Lynn Redgrave among many others&lt;br /&gt;12) His favorite ice cream flavor is French Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;13) His loves French Roast coffee&lt;br /&gt;14) He is on the road over 200 days per year&lt;br /&gt;15) Over his career he has composed nearly 65 choral anthems   &lt;br /&gt;16) For years, he rode a two-wheeled bike in his neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;17) His favorite literary genre is science fiction&lt;br /&gt;18) He loves driving golf carts &lt;br /&gt;19) His podcast called Inside the Songs (LINK) comes out on the 15th of every month.&lt;br /&gt;20) He played second chair trumpet in the junior high band because he couldn't sight read.&lt;br /&gt;21) He can "see" little light and dark images outdoors in bright sun light&lt;br /&gt;22) He has his degree in Music Therapy&lt;br /&gt;23) His web site is "Accessible", which means that if you hover over an item it will audibly tell you what it is with his reading program &lt;br /&gt;24) He has written the theme music for 30 Good Minutes a TV show broadcast from Chicago on PBS &lt;br /&gt;25) In college, he could swim the entire length of an Olympic pool underwater with one breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on Ken, click &lt;a href="http://www.kenmedema.com/index.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8450287248536319235?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8450287248536319235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8450287248536319235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8450287248536319235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8450287248536319235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/03/ken-medema.html' title='Ken Medema'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1063238048363933657</id><published>2009-03-16T23:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:00:34.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Church Singers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/YoungChurch-716496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/YoungChurch-715965.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - I am REALLY "dating" myself now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student at Baylor University, I had the joy and privilege of being in a contracted studio session recording group - hired by WORD Music (located at that time in Waco, Texas) to record about once a month on a Saturday in Dallas, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leader and person who formed/hired (and named) this group was Charles F. Brown. At that time, he was Senior Editor in charge of all choral works published by WORD Music, and he needed an quick and inexpensive way to record his choral demonstration recordings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he hired a bunch of college students, and called us the "Young Church Singers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not highly original, but heck 30+ years ago, we thought it was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group was really good - (I still am not sure how I got in, but it sure was fun -and hard work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guessing this photo was taken sometime around 1975 or 1976.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be a college student again and earn $75 on a Saturday, hanging out with good friends and making good music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The first person to identify me in the photo gets a free recording of the Young Church Singers - HA HA!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1063238048363933657?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1063238048363933657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1063238048363933657&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1063238048363933657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1063238048363933657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/03/young-church-singers.html' title='Young Church Singers'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5633979416804223068</id><published>2009-03-11T10:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:54:22.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>South Africa Music Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2009---South-Africa---March-Music-Team-736787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2009---South-Africa---March-Music-Team-736421.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landing in Cape Town, South Africa later today will be this wonderful group of close friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 3 years, I have led a team of musicians/worship leaders to Cape Town to lead workshops and partner with a local church and Christian radio station to help develop local South African Christian musicians, and even help them get their songs developed to be played on the radio there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time to not be leading a team, and I hate that, but I am so pleased for this group to be going under the way more than capable leadership of Jeremy and Maribeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would, please take a minute to pray for them (by name) right now as you read this - that God would use them to encourage and equip these incredible folks living on the other side of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the photo - L-R are: Chris, Todd, Joyce, Maribeth, Jeremy, and Shelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their workshops will be this Friday and Saturday, and Cape Town is (7) hours LATER than Nashville! So a really good time to pray for them is as you go to bed each night! Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5633979416804223068?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5633979416804223068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5633979416804223068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5633979416804223068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5633979416804223068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/03/south-africa-music-team.html' title='South Africa Music Team'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4790439893163486364</id><published>2009-03-02T22:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:21:28.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben - String Bass</title><content type='html'>&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://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3436044&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3436044&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3436044"&gt;Ben Worley - String Bass&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1376279"&gt;Dennis Worley&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is excerpts from a Wind Ensemble Concert that Ben got to be a part of about a month ago. These are high school band kids from all over the middle Tennessee area playing under the direction of guest conductor, Dario Sotelo - Artistic Director and Conductor of the Brazilian Wind Orchestra, and the Principal Conductor of the Paulista Symphonic Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an incredible experience for Ben, and I hope you enjoy watching him play this most amazing music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4790439893163486364?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4790439893163486364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4790439893163486364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4790439893163486364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4790439893163486364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/03/ben-string-bass.html' title='Ben - String Bass'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-36942931864033616</id><published>2009-02-24T08:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:52:10.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---DW---Wedding-Dance---02-24-79-744064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---DW---Wedding-Dance---02-24-79-743926.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 24, 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks 30 years of marriage to Karla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this morning, we have celebrated by taking care of Ben who has the stomach flu....welcome to life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed us way beyond expectations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 years, we are still learning how to love each other, care for each other, communicate with each other, and enjoy each other, but the journey has been and continues to be incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have friends who have shown us what a healthy marriage looks like, we have friends who have helped us raise our kids, and we have/had Godly parents who modeled a healthy marriage. What more does a couple need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow old together, I am reminded of something Jay Strother said as part of Seth and Arley's wedding ceremony in September 2006 - (pardon my loose interpretation) "Seth and Arley believe that they can accomplish more for God together than separately, and therefore they come together in holy matrimony to do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day that I get to live, I want to believe that is exactly what God has allowed in our lives. So, today, I thank God for my marriage to Karla, and pray that it can always bring glory to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes, the photo was taken at our wedding reception, and she is indeed a beautiful bride, and I have no idea where my hair went!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-36942931864033616?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/36942931864033616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=36942931864033616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/36942931864033616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/36942931864033616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/02/30-years.html' title='30 Years'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7110725217286426526</id><published>2009-02-20T16:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:38:00.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>World-Class Musicianship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/US-Navy-Band-798799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/US-Navy-Band-798636.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Ben and I had the immense joy of attending the US Navy Band in concert at the Collins Alumni Auditorium on the campus of Lipscomb University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being a "free" concert - (Ben and I had a lively debate on the way home trying to decide who covered all the expenses so that the concert attendees did not have to pay to see this group!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was outstanding. A mixture of unique classical pieces intertwined with Sousa marches, and their performance of John Williams' classic movie theme, E.T. was just amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They invited some area high school and college students to join them on stage to play the Sousa march, "The Washington Post"..... wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful evening of incredible music played by some of the most extraordinary musicians anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get the chance to see and hear them while they are on their 26 concert-28 day tour, don't miss it! I would have gladly paid to experience it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, click &lt;a href="http://www.navyband.navy.mil/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7110725217286426526?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7110725217286426526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7110725217286426526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7110725217286426526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7110725217286426526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/02/world-class-musicianship.html' title='World-Class Musicianship'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6820797931989112947</id><published>2009-02-13T17:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:32:46.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Generosity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Masiphumelele-Baptist-Church---Front-View-777576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Masiphumelele-Baptist-Church---Front-View-777370.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey began 5 years ago this month when our Missions Minister, Scott Harris introduced us (me and Karla) to John &amp; Avril Thomas from Cape Town, South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That conversation was the beginning of a most incredible music &amp; worship ministry missions partnership with some of the most loving, talented, and under-resourced people on planet earth. Since our first trip there in 2004, we have taken (3) music/worship teams there leading workshops, and we are planning two more trips this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our very first meeting with John, he told us about a church choir in a community (Masiphumelele - "Masi" for short) near his church who had recorded their very first CD. He was convinced that one day this choir should and would record another CD. In March of 2007, our team spent several days in Cape Town recording the Masi Choir. In and around that same time, several Christian artists (Jars Of Clay, Casting Crowns, and Michael W. Smith) made their way to Cape Town - they met John, heard about the ministry of Living Hope, heard the Masi Choir sing and lead worship, and they all told John they would do whatever they could do to help the ministry of Living Hope and the Masi Choir. John was convinced in his heart that these artists "had" to be on this CD. (If you know John - his vision, passion, and faith are all "off the chart", and it is almost impossible to say "no" to him!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, literally for the past two years, we have been working on behalf of John Thomas, Living Hope, and the Masi Choir to "secure" these artists and have them record one song on the Masi Choir CD.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful and sometimes frustrating thing about artists who want to help ministries like Living Hope and the Masi Choir is that they truly want to do this, but they are also most often contractually obligated to companies who quite honestly cannot always afford to allow such valuable "assets" to "give away" their name value to charitable organizations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today was a monumental day in this journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Michael W. Smith and Dan Haseltine (lead singer for Jars Of Clay) came to the studio and recorded their respective songs. I can't tell you in words how I feel. I see the faces of that choir, I hear their voices, and now we have (arguably) two of the most recognizable voices in Christian music singing along with this beautiful African choir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I praise God for His timing. I look forward to what is next, but for today, I thank God for the unique and authentic generosity of two men who more often than not have to say "no" when they truly want to say "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they said "yes", and there are many people in a tiny church in the middle of a community overcome with poverty and HIV/AIDS who are rejoicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6820797931989112947?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6820797931989112947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6820797931989112947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6820797931989112947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6820797931989112947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/02/generosity.html' title='Generosity'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-913275747589471677</id><published>2009-02-13T09:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:33:32.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Very Random Thoughts On "New"</title><content type='html'>This might be my most random and potentially ridiculous blog post in a very long time if not ever, so if you dare - keep reading......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we crave new?&lt;br /&gt;When does new become not new?&lt;br /&gt;When does new become old?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time in between not new and old?&lt;br /&gt;Why is new to some and not to others?&lt;br /&gt;Why do worship leaders insist on singing new songs all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Why would we rather drive a new car than a "pre-owned" car?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we want a new house?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we want a new job?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we crave new clothes?&lt;br /&gt;new furniture&lt;br /&gt;new kitchen&lt;br /&gt;new garage&lt;br /&gt;new girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;new boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;new wife&lt;br /&gt;new husband&lt;br /&gt;new computer&lt;br /&gt;new cell phone&lt;br /&gt;new widescreen HDTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is our fascination with new?&lt;br /&gt;What is right with new?&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with not new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this hit me this week related to songs and church buildings.&lt;br /&gt;In my profession, I am always looking for new songs - particular right now new Easter songs. On a weekly basis, worship leaders everywhere are introducing new songs to their congregations. What is new to some is vaguely familiar to others. What is old to some, is brand new to others. What gives? I remind my choir often that some of the older hymns we sing were new at one point - they refuse to believe that (smile)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are about to open a new building/room/space on our church campus called the Connection Center. I still remember when we moved into our now-almost-7-year-old Worship Center. How exciting it was to be there because it was new. Now it is not nearly as exciting to be in that room because we have become familiar with it. The new Connection Center will be new. So that makes me wonder when it will no longer "feel" new to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does any of this matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know except that I guess I want to be careful not to always be consumed with new. New always becomes not new and eventually old. Keeping new in persepective might be a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to be equally thrilled that within God's Church we celebrate a new baby, new Christians, as well as honor those who have been married for 50+ years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-913275747589471677?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/913275747589471677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=913275747589471677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/913275747589471677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/913275747589471677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-very-random-thoughts-on-new.html' title='Some Very Random Thoughts On &quot;New&quot;'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4260824655447945721</id><published>2009-02-07T10:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:47:46.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Minister On-Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/BBC-767753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 89px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/BBC-767751.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since most if not all of the ministerial staff at our church work on Sundays, we usually are off on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, each minister rotates serving as "on-site" minister each Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is different from our "on-call" minister who is available to respond to ministry/family/Benevolence/medical, etc.. emergencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you are thoroughly confused, fret not - for the sake of this post, it really does not matter!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the joy of being on-site yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak for other ministers and what they get to deal with when they are on site, but you would have thought yesterday was Friday the 13th instead of next Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to respond to two uniquely different phone calls and situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SITUATION #1&lt;br /&gt;A lady calls from out of state concerned about her son who has moved to Nashville and has no place to stay. She wants to know if he can park his car in our parking lot and sleep overnight in his car in our lot! There is so much more to this story, but WOW! I took all her information, passed it along to our Benevolence Ministry, and hopefully they will be able to offer some kind of assistance to this young man and relieve his mother's anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SITUATION #2&lt;br /&gt;A man calls to tell me he accidentally broke a kerosine lamp sitting next to their family Bible, and now the Bible is ruined - soaked and smells aweful. He ask me what he should do with the Bible? He told me they can't destroy it or throw it away or burn it - because it is sacred. So.....what do you do in this situation? WOW #2...&lt;br /&gt;I told him I would ask around for advice and counsel, and I would call him back on Monday. In the meantime, I suggested he wrap the Bible in plastic, seal it, and place it in his garage until I get back to him with whatever "official" counsel I can offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry is completely crazy sometimes - that's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4260824655447945721?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4260824655447945721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4260824655447945721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4260824655447945721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4260824655447945721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/02/minister-on-site.html' title='Minister On-Site'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7071272657414761701</id><published>2009-02-03T09:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:13:59.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/George-Beverly-Shea-708705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 126px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/George-Beverly-Shea-708704.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 57th birthday was last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you consider me to be egotistical in wishing myself a belated happy birthday, this post is truly not about me - other than the honor I have of sharing my birthday with a true legend - one of my heroes...... George Beverly Shea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 62 years, Bev Shea has been the voice of the Billy Graham Crusades. He turned &lt;strong&gt;100&lt;/strong&gt; on Sunday, and he did a concert!!!! Good grief - a concert at age 100!! Most people don't get to breathe that many years, much less still be able to carry a tune out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have talked and written about being with the Billy Graham Crusade in Syracuse, NY in March of 1989. I talk and write about that because it was such an honor to be around that team of people. Bev Shea was gracious to sit in a quiet room under the arena seating in the Carrier Dome and visit with me that evening. I will always remember the opportunity to just listen to him talk about life and ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I encourage you to read more about this incredible man of God. You can do so by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5ip1pY55X7hrtCNq7iBWflQWv7y_QD962B9BG0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7071272657414761701?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7071272657414761701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7071272657414761701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7071272657414761701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7071272657414761701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5888498949593877923</id><published>2009-01-28T09:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:08:01.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Karla!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---Wedding-Breakfast-774690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/KW---Wedding-Breakfast-774687.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet wife turns 53 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, she was counseling a 30-something female following one of our services, and as they talked, the subject of age somehow came up and when Karla told this young lady that she was 52, the girl blurted out, "no way - well, you sure are hot to be 52!!" I think Karla took that as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "hot-now-53-year-old" is spending her morning speaking at the Nashville Women's Rescue Mission - she took several paperback New Testaments to give to those homeless women who don't have Scriptures to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a minute sometime today, be sure to wish her a happy birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5888498949593877923?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5888498949593877923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5888498949593877923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5888498949593877923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5888498949593877923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-to-karla.html' title='Happy Birthday To Karla!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1733594485335828879</id><published>2009-01-25T20:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:13:47.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassionart Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Compassionart-Artists-791622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Compassionart-Artists-791620.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the vision that brings the following names to come together to write songs for the sole purpose of helping to fight poverty world-wide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names like Michael W. Smith, Darlene Zschech, Chris Tomlin, Matt Redman, Tim Hughes, Paul Baloche, Israel Houghton, Graham Kendrick, Steven Curtis-Chapman, Andy Park, Stu Garrard, and Martin Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This CD and other related products releases on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am particularly thrilled about this project because each artist got to personally choose the charity/organization their portion of the royalties/sales/proceeds would go to. In other words, every person involved in this project is donating to some cause somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael W. Smith chose Living Hope in Cape Town, South Africa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read my blog or know me at all, Living Hope is where a huge piece of my heart remains at all times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anticipation of Michael's 2007 Christmas Concert at Brentwood Baptist (where he agreed to do two shows as benefit concerts) he took the time while he was in Cape Town to meet with John Thomas, the founder and leader of Living Hope in October 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that played a part in Michael choosing Living Hope to be "his" charity/organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he put it to me - "it seemed like the right thing to do"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, Michael, and God bless all of these incredibly influential songwriters/artists who took the time to come together and creatively submit to one another for a greater cause. What a picture that is - what a testimony to laying aside egos, personal and professional agendas to do something really important that goes beyond fame and fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will take the time to read more about &lt;a href="http://compassionart.co.uk/"&gt;Compassionart&lt;/a&gt;, and you will purchase the CD and or other products - for in doing so, you will help to fight poverty, and minister to "the least of these".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1733594485335828879?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1733594485335828879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1733594485335828879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1733594485335828879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1733594485335828879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/01/compassionart-project.html' title='Compassionart Project'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-76249217026969947</id><published>2009-01-21T08:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:26:13.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Random Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Lee-Greenwood-776982.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Lee-Greenwood-776977.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated blogging about what happened to me last Sunday morning after our second worship service because 1) I made such a "dork" of myself, and 2) this will really sound like I am either name-dropping and/or patting myself on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck - this is what really happened.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing in the main area of our Music/Worship Office Suite talking with two friends, and I was facing the door, when a man walked into the office, made eye contact with me, and asked if I had a moment to speak with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I made eye contact, I immediately blurted out, "I know you!" (what I meant was - I "recognize your face", but I did not who the person was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked over to him, shook his hand, and introduced myself. He introduced himself to me and began to as genuinely as anyone has ever spoken to me - look me in the eye and tell me graciously and humble how much he appreciated me, what I do, what we do as a worship ministry, etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person was Lee Greenwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his family have evidently been coming regularly to our church, and he told me that he followed me back to my office area to express his gratitude to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then said if there was every anything he could do for me to call on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again - so totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are too young to know the name or have an appreciation for the extent of this man's musical career, be sure to check him out by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.leegreenwood.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just never know who is going to walk up to you after a worship service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hey, at least he didn't write me an anonymous note!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-76249217026969947?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/76249217026969947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=76249217026969947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/76249217026969947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/76249217026969947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-random-moment.html' title='Very Random Moment'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3249070398427488158</id><published>2009-01-17T17:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:42:10.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answer: Blue &amp; Gold</title><content type='html'>Hats off to the Brentwood High Boys Basketball Team for beating (upsetting?) Franklin last night AT Franklin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They now get to wear their own blue and gold practice jerseys come Monday in practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in the area, mark your calendars now - Friday, February 6 - Frankin AT Brentwood. It's always difficult to beat the same team twice in the same season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, maybe the Franklin coach should consider having the Franklin team wear blue and gold practice jerseys between now and February 6!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3249070398427488158?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3249070398427488158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3249070398427488158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3249070398427488158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3249070398427488158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/01/answer-blue-gold.html' title='The Answer: Blue &amp; Gold'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8495557318403340714</id><published>2009-01-16T14:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:11:07.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will It Be Maroon Or Blue &amp; Gold?</title><content type='html'>I love high school sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's real, there's no media hype, there's no debates over play-off systems, there's no "business" in it - just young men and women having fun developing their God-given abilities and skills at a particular sport while hopefully learning the true meaning of competition. You never forget your high school sports playing days - ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, two teams will face each other as district rivals - they know each other, they have grown up playing against each other in sports, and they may even go to church with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brentwood vs. Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in Williamson County located just south of downtown Nashville, you have to at least know of these two schools. Each one absolutely loves to beat up on the other one - regardless of what sport it is. It defines rivalry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since Brentwood has beaten Franklin in boys basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidently, that is of major concern for the Brentwood head coach - so much so that he has refused to give his team their regular practice jerseys since the season began 3 months ago. He refuses to give them their jerseys UNTIL THEY BEAT FRANKLIN.&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse (and funnier!), in the meantime, he has made them wear maroon jerseys (Franklin's color).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what will it be come Monday in practice for Brentwood? Will they "earn" their coveted Blue &amp; Gold practice jerseys or will they be forced to swallow yet another bitter pill and continue to have to wear maroon everyday in practice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in tomorrow where I will blog about the outcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do love high school sports!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8495557318403340714?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8495557318403340714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8495557318403340714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8495557318403340714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8495557318403340714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-it-be-maroon-or-blue-gold.html' title='Will It Be Maroon Or Blue &amp; Gold?'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-157708518062540244</id><published>2009-01-08T08:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:07:33.387-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, The Choir's Not Singing Today"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/BBC-Worship-Choir-754940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 108px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/BBC-Worship-Choir-754931.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the quote overheard by one of our choir members on a recent Sunday when they came into the Worship Center to sit down among other members of the congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady seated behind the choir member said this rather disgustedly. When the choir member turned around to tell her that many of the choir members were out of town, the person replied, "I don't like it when the choir doesn't sing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should be grateful that people like our choir, and want to hear our choir, and expect to hear our choir each Sunday. I am one of those worship ministers who believe that the choir is but a part of the worship leadership of the church. Yes, they/we are an integral part of the worship leadership, but my prayer is that people would come to our services wanting so badly to meet Jesus, that it wouldn't matter who is standing on the stage in front of them leading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very concerned that we are living in such an "impress-me-consumer-oriented" culture, that even in church - maybe even especially in church - congregants come and "expect" to be "wowed", and if their favorite "whatever" is not on the stage leading them in their favorite song or if a certain thing does not happen in the service just the way they would have hoped, then they "can't worship"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Sunday after Christmas, I had the rare privilege to attend a worship service where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was not in charge&lt;br /&gt;2. I got to sit with my wife&lt;br /&gt;3. I got to sit with my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(notice the "I" in each of those - I have become what I am ranting about!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't think so - those three things were indeed important to me, but what was more important to me was the experience of worship in this wonderful church in Texas where the following were evident to me during my 60+ minutes being there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The wonderful and kind gentleman who drove the golf cart up to our car and then to the door of the church so my aging parents did not have to walk all the way to the building&lt;br /&gt;2. The way we were greeted, and the way people treated my parents as if they were Jesus and a few of His friends&lt;br /&gt;3. The regular music minister was not there - it didn't matter&lt;br /&gt;4. The choir did not sing - it didn't matter&lt;br /&gt;5. The guest ladies choir was fun, genuine, and had an obvious love for Jesus&lt;br /&gt;6. The children's sermon was memorable and engaging&lt;br /&gt;7. The pastor's sermon centered around the candles of the Advent season was encouraging and challenging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every Sunday of these kinds of worship experiences add up in a person's life. They all contribute to our journey with Christ. It's not so much about perfect attendance and being at church everytime the doors are open. It's way more about making the most of each worship experience (church service) that we are given - to (regardless of who is leading) learn more about the ways of Jesus so that we become more like Him so we are then better equipped to live our lives in ways that those around us can see that something is different about the way we think, the way we make important decisions, the way we treat our kids, our spouse, our friends, our co-workers, the way we love, the way we react - on and on I could go......I know you already know all of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not so sure that whether the choir sings in the worship service has that much to do with what is really important in our journey of becoming true followers of Christ.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-157708518062540244?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/157708518062540244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=157708518062540244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/157708518062540244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/157708518062540244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-choirs-not-singing-today.html' title='&quot;Oh, The Choir&apos;s Not Singing Today&quot;'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5916480393976882281</id><published>2008-12-26T12:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:29:34.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Bassman, Play Me A Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Open-Mic---Fall-2008-715072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Open-Mic---Fall-2008-715060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been fun to watch our youngest son, Ben enjoy playing the bass guitar and the bass (arco).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fun recent photos! (The hair is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Open-Mic---Fall-2008---2-744319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Open-Mic---Fall-2008---2-744317.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---WCYO---December-2008-778236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---WCYO---December-2008-778233.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Open-Mic---Fall-2008---3-713378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---Open-Mic---Fall-2008---3-713374.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5916480393976882281?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5916480393976882281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5916480393976882281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5916480393976882281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5916480393976882281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/12/mr-bassman-play-me-song.html' title='Mr. Bassman, Play Me A Song'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3285911325835194864</id><published>2008-12-22T21:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:00:48.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas From Billy Graham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Billy-Graham-726482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Billy-Graham-726451.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it amazing that an organization as large as the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association must be - would still have my wife on their mailing list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March of 1989, she was privileged to be one of the featured soloists at the Greater Syracuse Billy Graham Crusade at the Carrier Dome in Syracuse, NY. I will never forget that evening because I had the incredible honor of sitting with and visiting with George Beverly Shea as well as sitting on the platform and meeting the Reverend Dr. Billy Graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also always remember that experience because Karla sang at that crusade as she was pregnant with our middle son, Matt. He is now 19 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this Christmas - some 19 years later - Karla received a Christmas card from Dr. Billy Graham with the following note - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Having just celebrated my 90th birthday, I am deeply grateful to God for the ministry He entrusted to Ruth and me for so many years, and to each of you who have prayed for me and my family so faithfully."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God's gift of Jesus Christ fill you and your loved ones with unspeakable joy this Christmas and througout the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Graham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes, I know it was not personalized, but it still means everything to us that we received it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3285911325835194864?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3285911325835194864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3285911325835194864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3285911325835194864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3285911325835194864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-from-billy-graham.html' title='Merry Christmas From Billy Graham'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4122770910004681814</id><published>2008-12-16T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:03:13.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith vs. Bravery</title><content type='html'>Anyone in ministry knows and relates to this statement - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I have a friend who is dealing with a very difficult situation in their life.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - I do - I have a friend who is dealing with a very difficult situation in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, when I reminded them of the depth of their faith (which is evident to all and immense comparatively speaking), and that their faith in God would help them get through this difficulty - their response threw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said, "I know I have faith - I'm just not brave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All week, I have been pondering that comment. How can that be - to have faith, but not be brave? Are we to assume that just because our faith is deep and strong, that we can't still be afraid? What does it mean that we are fearful and filled with faith? Is that not a contradiction in terms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know - I am supposed to have more answers than questions, but right now - and particularly in this situation - I must admit I have more questions than answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know this - my friend is counting on me (and many others) to "pray them through" this situation. I think my prayers will begin with, Lord, help my friend to be brave......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4122770910004681814?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4122770910004681814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4122770910004681814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4122770910004681814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4122770910004681814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/12/faith-vs-bravery.html' title='Faith vs. Bravery'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3242225876421951553</id><published>2008-12-10T07:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:59:13.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>63 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mom-&amp;-Dad-715989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Mom-&amp;-Dad-715805.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every June in our worship services, we recognize and honor those couples who have been married for 50 years or longer. I love that we do that. Our younger couples who are either engaged or recently married get to see a real life picture of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Monday - December 8, my mom and dad celebrated their 63rd wedding anniversary. I am amazed at that. Imagine the things they have witnessed and experienced "together" in 63 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, congratulations to Wilburn (WJ) and Alice Ruth Worley - thank you for being a tremendous source of inspiration for so many!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3242225876421951553?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3242225876421951553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3242225876421951553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3242225876421951553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3242225876421951553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/12/63-years.html' title='63 Years'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3349652523517674400</id><published>2008-12-02T08:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T08:31:34.042-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership In Tough Times</title><content type='html'>Author, writer &lt;a href="http://www.tyndale.com/authors/authorbio.asp?id=393"&gt;Gordon MacDonald&lt;/a&gt;  always seems to come up with right words and thoughts for the right time and moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has done that again (at least for me) with these words from a recent article he wrote in &lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/le/"&gt;Leadership Journal&lt;/a&gt; entitled, "No Time To Cower".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worldwide economic crisis seems the most immediate challenge. Worst case scenario? Many churches will not survive (it's happened before). Christian schools and seminaries will gasp for air; some will suffocate. Parachurch and missions organizations will find themselves in a Darwinian struggle for funding. Theological ideas built on prosperity, American superiority, and asset accumulation will be severely tested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild times lead people to pursue spiritual realities. Look for an uptick in prayer, spiritual friendships, greater curiosity about what the Bible says about life's priorities. Wild times humble the arrogant and acquaint us with the struggles of the poor. Compassion and generosity take on a new meaning. That's not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;There are two possibilities here. One is that I simply don't know what I'm talking about, and it's full steam ahead into business-as-usual. The other? That these conditions do indeed call for a courageous response like Foch's approach to turbulent times: "I attack." A bold advance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I pray the Christian movement will do. Not retrenchment! But a bold advance involves dramatic change: in leadership, in ways of doing Jesus' work, in innovative new thought about the meaning and impact of the gospel. Again, I say: attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could that possibility mean to people of spiritual influence in these days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several experimental ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Let's go back to the Bible and rediscover what godly people said and did when the sky was falling in their generation. New insights, possibly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Let's make sure we have something substantial to say to those who are victimized by this economic tsunami: those losing their jobs, those who thought they were economically secure in their old age and discovered they aren't, and youth who might be fearing that there's no dream out there for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Let's reappraise our priorities of generosity and make sure that the giving-dollar goes to efforts that advance Christian ministry in enduring and deepening ways. Enough of the silly ways the Christian-dollar has been raised and wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Let's think repentantly about how a lot of us have allowed ourselves to be caught up in a global financial system that was largely based on greed and falsehood. Lots of Christian organizations are crying about what has been lost because of this flawed financial system. But we ought not to forget it was that same system that helped those organizations get a lot of what they had. What goes up often comes down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Maybe it's time to seek new ways of doing Christian service, ways less dependent upon money and bricks and mortar and more dependent upon unadulterated spiritual power. The early Christian movement, it seems to me, knew a lot about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We need to ask ourselves if we have any kind of message rising from the words and life of Jesus that would be significant to those in our larger world who thought they had a better way than Jesus' way. Revival time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession: I have never been a great proponent of "revivals" because too many of them (the modern ones anyway) seemed contrived. But maybe—just maybe—we're at the brink of a real one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you wish to read the entire article - go &lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/le/currenttrendscolumns/leadershipweekly/notimetocower.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3349652523517674400?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3349652523517674400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3349652523517674400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3349652523517674400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3349652523517674400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/12/leadership-in-tough-times.html' title='Leadership In Tough Times'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2354868178010685388</id><published>2008-11-21T08:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:00:41.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Cool</title><content type='html'>I just finished writing an article on worship for a newsletter that will be  included in a choral music mailing that I am told will go out to some 7,000 churches sometime in January. I am humbled and honored to have had that privilege. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I wrote about is the importance of investing in next generation worship leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun a weekly lunch meeting with a 20-something guy who is gifted and called to lead people in worship. The more time I spend with him, the more I learn. I have no idea if I am helping him, but I know he is helping me. One of the things we always talk about is being authentic. The age group of people he leads in worship each week can see through a person immediately. They want real. My friend tells me that he and his team always want to be careful not to "chase cool". In other words, it's really not about being cool - it's about being honest, getting to the heart of the matter. The answers we need don't come from being cool - they come from being broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week would have been complete just to have my regular lunch with my 20-something friend, but I got a bonus this week. I got to also have lunch with a good friend who is older than I am - someone who invests in my life as a person who has walked before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is smart, funny, articulate, and passionate for God's church to make a difference in the Kingdom. He is always such an encouragement to me. He loves to tell me stories of the past, but is just as excited about today and the future. After our lunch, he was headed to a local hospital where he volunteers on a weekly basis to simply sit in the waiting room and minister to families who don't have anyone there to sit with them, talk with them, pray with them. One can only imagine the stories he has to tell from those experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back on my two lunches this week with these two men - the huge age/generation gap between them - and I ponder the difference they make in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for relationships that enrich, that challenge, that encourage, that bring fulfillment to our stress-filled lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray, too that I would always resist the urge to "chase cool"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2354868178010685388?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2354868178010685388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2354868178010685388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2354868178010685388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2354868178010685388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/11/chasing-cool.html' title='Chasing Cool'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6285459671687217444</id><published>2008-11-14T08:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:35:04.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Howard-Olds-762355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Howard-Olds-762344.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will always remember Father's Day of this year for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It was my son's first Father's Day&lt;br /&gt;2. I had the privilege of hearing one of my favorite preacher's final sermons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 15 of this year, while on my sabbatical, I attended Brentwood United Methodist Church (a few blocks away from my church) to hear Dr. Howard Olds preach. Dr. Olds had cancer, and he would be retiring two weeks later - knowing his death was eminent. Even on that Sunday, you could tell there was a stronger sense of urgency in his failing voice and energy level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He preached his final sermon entitled, "Don't Stop" on June 29.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died 24 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week, I was finally able to obtain a copy of that sermon, and I listened to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.bumc.net/templates/_brentwood/details.asp?id=37358&amp;PID=599981&amp;Style="&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October 2006, I blogged about what I was reading at that time - Gordon MacDonald's book - &lt;em&gt;A Resilient Life&lt;/em&gt;. Since writing that book, he has been asked to speak at various gatherings of (of all things) worship leaders and pastors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He challenges those who listen to him to plan and lead as if it were the last time you will plan and lead. I can't help but think about Dr. Olds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew, and he did......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6285459671687217444?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6285459671687217444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6285459671687217444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6285459671687217444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6285459671687217444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/11/24-days.html' title='24 Days'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2239121959015572670</id><published>2008-11-03T10:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:32:56.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting With A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2008---Power-F-739805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2008---Power-F-739752.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my weekly "ritual" of things to do during the high school football season for the past few years has been to help a friend paint this Power F on the football field of Franklin High School for their home games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend got the job because of his creativity, and he does the painting of the school's "logo" for several high school football fields in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my middle son played on the football team the past two years and my youngest son now marches in the band at Franklin, I wanted to keep doing it if I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This season, my friend has been through some pretty rough physical stuff with stomach cancer, chemo and other treatments......even to the point of him physically not being able to do the first Power F of this season because he was so sick. (we did the best we could without his direction and inspiration!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting to help my friend paint the Power F this season has been rewarding in a different way. He seems to value that time more than in the past. I sense that in the conversations we have had. Even in the seemingly meaningless duty of painting a high school football field, I get to know and appreciate my friend in a deeper way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this week, we should all take a few minutes to value the conversations that come our way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I am glad that Franklin has at least one more home game this Friday so I get to paint (and talk) with my friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2239121959015572670?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2239121959015572670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2239121959015572670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2239121959015572670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2239121959015572670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/11/painting-with-friend.html' title='Painting With A Friend'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8018101425680883189</id><published>2008-10-24T10:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:10:41.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tough Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/church-steeple-711473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 129px;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/church-steeple-711450.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weeks it seems like we tread in deeper water and for longer and extended periods of time continuing to believe and hope that the life-line will bounce up against us any moment now, but it doesn't.... so we keep treading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep levels of very real pain and grief surround many of my friends this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had 20 funerals in 43 weeks at our church, and it's not just death that has made for a tough week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of Matt Redmon's song, "Blessed Be Your Name". &lt;br /&gt;"You give and take away, Lord, blessed be Your name"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to submit a report for basically what I have done this past year - along with reports from those who work with me in my area. As I reviewed my co-workers reports and then prepared my own, one word came to mind. Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't other words have come to mind? Satisfied, Excited, Hopeful, Fulfilled, Joyful, Grateful........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, at most times, I am all of the above, but this week - nope.....just not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a young, energetic worship leader this week who made the comment to me, "shouldn't the church be a hospital?" Among other things, it certainly is, and this week for whatever reasons, we are seeing our share of hurting people who are in need of healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think of part of yet another song lyric that describes this in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On they go through private pain,&lt;br /&gt;Living fear to fear.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter hides their silent cries,&lt;br /&gt;Only Jesus hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of broken dreams, He's the open door.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When will we realize, people need the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thank you Phill McHugh and Greg Nelson for writing this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the "private pain" part of that is what gets to me. People simply do not know what to do with the stuff they carry around with them. They feel afraid, they feel alone, they feel ashamed, they feel sorry for themselves, they feel anger towards others, they feel as if they have no hope, they can't be real with anyone for fear of revealing their private pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my new friend is right about the church being a hospital except for this one huge difference - when a person goes to the hospital, their pain is no longer private. Doctors, nurses, specialists, surgeons, etc. can't treat pain they don't know about. When we go to church, our pain most often remains private. We know God knows our pain, and we desperately want Him to help us - heal us, but we can't let the person seated next to us know we are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me sad - I have to wonder if this is the way it is supposed to be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8018101425680883189?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8018101425680883189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8018101425680883189&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8018101425680883189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8018101425680883189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/10/tough-week.html' title='A Tough Week'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8606945745877654354</id><published>2008-10-15T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:08:05.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates Reign!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/DW---Pirate-746676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/DW---Pirate-746672.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK - if you can't get a good laugh at yourself, then what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is completely ridiculous! Please allow me to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asked to speak at a conference this summer, and the people who asked me asked for a photo of me for their promotional piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have one readily available, so I asked our graphics guys at church if they could "crop" a recent photo of my family and make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our guys sent this photo to me today with the caption, "is THIS the photo you want me to send?"  What he didn't know was how "timely" this "photo-shoppedversion" is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ben has spent alot of his time this week re-programming (for fun) one of the main songs from "Pirates Of The Caribbean" - you should hear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My grandson's first birthday is the day after Halloween, and his party will be at my house and it will involve - you guessed it - pirates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as much as I would love to send this photo to the folks who have asked me to speak at their conference this summer - I will refrain - even though I REALLY do want to send it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(man - what I wouldn't give for this head of hair!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8606945745877654354?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8606945745877654354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8606945745877654354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8606945745877654354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8606945745877654354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/10/pirates-reign.html' title='Pirates Reign!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3077215448725773131</id><published>2008-10-13T22:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:12:26.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery Worshipper</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I read &lt;a href="http://www.wsj.com/article/SB122358815744820497.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; in the Wall Street Journal this past Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next - Personal Seat Licenses and Parking Passes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3077215448725773131?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3077215448725773131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3077215448725773131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3077215448725773131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3077215448725773131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/10/mystery-worshipper.html' title='The Mystery Worshipper'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8224903611461827450</id><published>2008-10-03T15:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:34:11.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship Survey - May God Help Us All!</title><content type='html'>Our church's mission statement is "Connecting People To Jesus Christ through Worship, Discipleship, and Service." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we decided to conduct church-wide surveys with our Sunday worship service congregation for each of these (3) areas of ministry. We started with Discipleship, then we had a survey for Service, and finally, on September 14, we conducted a survey on Worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Worship Survey had the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship has to do with the style of music.&lt;br /&gt;Worship happens only on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;Worship is the #1 priority of a follower of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Worship includes tithing.&lt;br /&gt;Worship is demonstrated by the way I spend my time and resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all of the above offered answer choices including strongly agree, somewhat agree, agree, not sure, disagree, somewhat disagree, strongly disagree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, on the back of the survey, in addition to the age range and gender box to check, you could write your name (optional) and then there were two really interesting questions with space to write in your answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES GENUINE WORSHIP TRANSFORM YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THERE ANY MESSAGE YOU WOULD LIKE TO COMMUNICATE TO YOUR CHURCH'S TRUSTEES OR MINISTERS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in possession of 468 pages of answers to the above two questions. That's right - 468 pages. (I feel like Congress!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have perused these pages over the past 24 hours. I am quite frankly stunned....actually, kind of numb even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told a friend today that God is working overtime with me right now because I don't know what to do with what I am reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please understand - I don't for even a brief moment believe that the efforts of the ministry that God has called me to lead, and the magnificent people with whom I serve on a weekly basis are incapable of messing up or even being misunderstood, but &lt;br /&gt;I have never for a moment questioned our motive - NEVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now - after reading many, many of these comments, I guess I just didn't have any idea that there were: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. people seated in the congregation each Sunday who felt as strongly as they do about things I/we should and should not do as we attempt to lead people to worship and honor God each Sunday and beyond the walls of Sunday services&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. so many who when given the opportunity to "voice their opinion" were so blunt in "voicing it" - while at the same time remaining for the most part - anonymous in their comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me blogging about this is not some lame attempt on my part to solicit pathetic responses of "I am so sorry for you" or "I can't believe this" or "don't let that get to you", etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging about this because I am deeply disturbed by what I am reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't begin to tell me I am overreacting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are talking about the worship of God Almighty here. The Creator of everything there is. Don't you dare minimize His greatness by telling me in a survey what YOU think we should or should not be doing so that you can feel better about yourself and YOUR church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship is not about us - never has been - never will be. Worship is not about whether we sing your favorite hymn or your favorite chorus. Worship is not about the temperature in the Worship Center on Sunday mornings. Worship is not about whether you got a "rush" out of Sunday or not. Worship is not about how many times the choir sings or the orchestra plays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for many in our congregation whose response to how genuine worship transforms them gave answers and evidence of their true understanding of why we gather each week in that room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gather to boldly, respectfully, and reverently proclaim that God is greater than me and therefore worth everything I can offer to Him. That means that I come regardless of the songs, regardless of the leader, regardless of the "presentation" to find a way to make sure God knows that I love Him and choose to serve Him above any other god in my life. I come to confess that I mess up everyday in my attempt to live my life for Him, but that does not change what I bring to Him - even in my brokenness, I come before Him to make more of Him than me, my circumstances, and my feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this survey is a wake-up call for me. Maybe this survey is of the devil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God help me sort this out as I stay the course in leading people to encounter the greatness of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8224903611461827450?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8224903611461827450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8224903611461827450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8224903611461827450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8224903611461827450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/10/worship-survey-may-god-help-us-all.html' title='Worship Survey - May God Help Us All!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6310176449036271185</id><published>2008-09-30T09:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:24:25.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 16th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---KW---3---before-Independence---09-19-08-757770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---KW---3---before-Independence---09-19-08-757556.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we celebrate 16 years with Ben Worley! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never easy being the youngest of (3) brothers, but Ben has his own style and his own way about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are ten things I love about Ben:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. His laugh&lt;br /&gt;2. His loudness&lt;br /&gt;3. His sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;4. His self-taught ability to play the upright bass (arco)&lt;br /&gt;5. His self-taught ability to play tenors (quads - those 4 drums you strap to your body in marching band) and march while playing them&lt;br /&gt;6. His love for God&lt;br /&gt;7. His love for people&lt;br /&gt;8. His love for his brothers&lt;br /&gt;9. His creativity&lt;br /&gt;10. His convictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 16th, young man - God did good when He made you, and Mom and I are grateful He entrusted you to us......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6310176449036271185?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6310176449036271185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6310176449036271185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6310176449036271185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6310176449036271185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-16th-birthday.html' title='Happy 16th Birthday!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7165700592819304422</id><published>2008-09-19T15:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:10:01.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter To The Next President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Letters---President-732569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Letters---President-732564.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer while on my sabbatical, I attended one of my favorite churches - North Point Community Church in Atlanta, GA. Through the years, getting to know North Point's pastor, Andy Stanley has been enriching to my life to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this particular Sunday, Andy was in the middle of a very interesting series entitled, "Letters To The Next President". Now before you think he was walking that ever so volatile line between politics and religion, fear not. He knows better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His 3-part series was a look at leaders in the Bible, and how the way they led impacted those who followed. He then asked the great question - if you could write a letter to the President, and you know He would read it, what would you say to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly encourage you to click &lt;a href="http://www.letterstothenextpresident.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, then find Andy's letters - He wrote (3). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite is the one with the darker brown envelope - entitled:&lt;br /&gt;From: Andy&lt;br /&gt;To: The Next President&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Beyond Approval Ratings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working on mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7165700592819304422?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7165700592819304422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7165700592819304422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7165700592819304422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7165700592819304422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-to-next-president.html' title='Letter To The Next President'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6714578939628873796</id><published>2008-09-15T19:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:21:22.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying Friends</title><content type='html'>I receive a weekly e-mail update from a person I have never met. I continue to do so because he consistently includes quotes from various authors on the subject of worship and theology that are always an inspiration to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is obviously a very intelligent, compassionate, and Godly man - based on what I know of him through others who actually know him personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, He became ill with cancer, so now each week he gives a brief health update at the conclusion of his regular inspirational updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed two things about this that impress me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He always lists the quote BEFORE his update - that tells me what someone else has to say about worship and theology is more important to him to communicate to his list of recipients than how he happens to be doing physically that particular week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He always begins his health update with "Dear Praying Friends"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love that.......after all, what other kinds of friends would a person want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6714578939628873796?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6714578939628873796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6714578939628873796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6714578939628873796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6714578939628873796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/09/praying-friends.html' title='Praying Friends'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8649748077721791478</id><published>2008-09-12T17:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:22:36.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Wesley-Dixon---Spring-2007-798843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/WJ---Wesley-Dixon---Spring-2007-798236.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my father's 86th birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all these years W.J has lived and contributed to so many people's lives in a variety of ways. He has done so in what many would call "the old fashion way" - hard work, determination, and caring for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dry sense of humor, his quiet spirit, and his work ethic have always impressed me, and anyone who knows him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, I remember him working 12 hours @ day - 7 days a week at the Gulf Service Station. I don't know how he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we have built many things in and around our home. They are constant reminders of his ability to use his hands to create something of value. I love "constructing things with wood", and that love comes directly from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite of all time is this deck that we built 20 years ago (in the summer of 1988). The people who now live in this house probably don't realize how special that "work of art" is to my family, but I will always remember that experience!&lt;br /&gt;(Good grief, I hope I can build something like this when I am 66 years old!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Deck---1988-728617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Deck---1988-728534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks Mr. Worley for being around for 86 years. You are a really good man, friend, husband, father, grandfather, and great-grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The photo at the top of my post was taken a year ago. He is with my sister's grandson. I love this photo and the expressions on their faces!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8649748077721791478?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8649748077721791478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8649748077721791478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8649748077721791478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8649748077721791478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dad!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3932571548095105868</id><published>2008-09-05T15:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:37:23.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>This week, I have been confronted with what seems like more than the average volume of suffering among friends and colleagues. (I won't touch this subject matter related to what we all have experienced this week by watching the RNC!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I work in a very large church, so the odds (of many, many people around me dealing with most every kind of suffering known to humans) are very, very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are singing a song in choir right now called, "When I Don't Know What To Do". It is an incredible Tommy Walker song. Karla told me after choir rehearsal that someone asked her during that song if she thought anyone in that room truly had ever been at a point when they literally did not know what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself have I ever been at a point in my life when I literally did not know what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seem to always have an answer for everything, don't we. If we don't, then we find a way to worry or fret thinking that will help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray prayers that seem to never be answered. We are impatient with God, our family and friends, and most often ourselves. We doubt. We whine. We might even seem comfortable at times in our own self-pity. We can't imagine anyone suffering to the degree that we are, and yet we know there will always be someone who is "worse off" than we are. (Does that really help anyone when we think that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you're still reading - stay with me - I think I have a point that I am taking awhile to get to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scriptures tell us everything we need for every situation - yet, we still suffer in very real ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are intelligent, resourced, blessed with more than any of us deserve to have, and we wrestle with our guilt (caused by feelings that are in the back of our mind) that it still is not enough because whatever it is that is causing our suffering is real -it's painful, and it just won't go away nearly soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't want to admit that suffering is indeed a part of this life or if we admit it, we surely don't want to wear it like some badge of honor. We also don't want to succumb to the pit of despair and depression that suffering can very well lead us to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I want to very careful in this next statement) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that what is very real pain and suffering for someone I know might not be the same degree of pain and suffering for me. It very well could be much worse. It also could be much "easier" (if I may use that word respectfully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet regularly with a close friend who reminds me of things I need to be reminded of. Today, he told me this - "Suffering is not a competitive sport."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time we are in pain, and we suffer deeply over something whether it is for brief moment or it has lasted for years beyond our comprehension - may we resist the urge to judge or compare our circumstances with those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, allow those around us to help us, love us, and walk with us as best they can so that even in our suffering, Christ is made much of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3932571548095105868?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3932571548095105868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3932571548095105868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3932571548095105868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3932571548095105868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/09/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2001245672728985004</id><published>2008-08-29T08:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:44:58.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Drummer Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley---Band-Camp---08-759409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben-Worley---Band-Camp---08-759403.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who read this entry and you have small children - be encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time growing up, I was not sure just where Ben Worley would "hang his hat" so to speak. He was active, creative, fun, entertaining - all those things kids are and should be. The only sport I ever thought he might be interested in was soccer, but it was way more about running up and down the field and bossing people around and that became boring after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this was good, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until just a few years ago, he started hanging with some friends and they started a band - a band which needed a bass player. I was thrilled. Everyone needs a bass player. There are never enough bass players in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Ben takes lessons, becomes a pretty darn good player, and go figure - makes the Franklin High Marching Band as the bass player in the pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still wrestling with a bass player in a marching band. (they just didn't do those things in my days!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when marching band season ended, and someone talked him into auditioning on "tenors" or "quads" or whatever you want to call those (4) drums you have to strap onto your body and play in perfect time/rhythm while moving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did just that with the Winter Drum Line, and practiced on his own for hours a day - never having to be asked by anyone to discipline himself to practice faithfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That led to his auditioning for this year's FHS Marching Band - not as bass player, but as drummer boy on the "tenors".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above was taken at this year's band camp, and tonight Ben Worley will march with these drums strapped to his body for the very first time at a Franklin HS football game half-time show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have never guessed that years ago as I watched him run up and down a soccer field and boss people around - that it would lead to a different kind of "running up and down" a field bossing people around! (drummers always boss people around!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My video camera will be rolling......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2001245672728985004?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2001245672728985004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2001245672728985004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2001245672728985004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2001245672728985004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-drummer-boy.html' title='Little Drummer Boy'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2554440057766539353</id><published>2008-08-26T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:31:36.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Films and Living Legends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Billy---The-Early-Years-796155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Billy---The-Early-Years-796141.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I had the privilege of co-hosting a pre-release screening of the new film about Billy Graham entitled, &lt;em&gt;Billy - The Early Years&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read all about it &lt;a href="http://www.billytheearlyyears.com/home.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a neat experience to not only view the film in it's very rough, unfinished form, but then to hear from the film's producer, Larry Mortorff and Billy Graham's daughter, GiGi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several special guests were present for the screening including Michael W. Smith and Melinda Doolittle (who perform the closing/credits song for the film).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, personally, the highlight of the evening was sitting next to my dear friend, Bill Graham (Billy Graham's first cousin) - former staff member at my church and current 30+ year member of Brentwood Baptist. Bill is a treasured friend..... quiet, funny, endearing, and in love with life. He has a very unique "cameo" appearance in the film. Not only is he the person shown at the very beginning of the film and the very end of the film - walking.......he also plays the part of the older Billy Graham near the very end of the film - and yes, if you blink, you will miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, he showed me a photo taken of him when he was 15 years old. He is holding Franklin Graham in his arms. What a photo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark your calendar - October 10 - go see this film - it is a sweet and sincere attempt at telling a very important story of the how it all began for a man who simply desired to follow the call of God on his life - and through the years, thousands would come to know Christ because of this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Billy-Graham-744019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Billy-Graham-744017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of his daughter - "Who could have ever expected all of that from a simple farmer from North Carolina?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that just like God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2554440057766539353?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2554440057766539353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2554440057766539353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2554440057766539353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2554440057766539353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/films-and-living-legends.html' title='Films and Living Legends'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8326044870677844267</id><published>2008-08-21T22:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:56:15.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>August 21, 2008 - What A Day!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure I can do justice attempting to blog with words and photos to describe this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We took Matt to college (Samford in Birmingham, AL) today.&lt;br /&gt;2. We returned just in time to attend Open House at Franklin High to meet Ben's teachers&lt;br /&gt;3. Seth had a great friend say nice things about the film he is making.&lt;br /&gt;4. Elliott's latest video is beyond hilarious and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Worley boys just keep bringing great joy to this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the "taking the boy off to college" experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Journey Begins - (literally as the sun was coming up, I drove behind his loaded-down Jeep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Our-Journey-Begins-741409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Our-Journey-Begins-741102.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's Dorm Room Desk - (God, please make this boy study!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt's-Desk-711968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt's-Desk-711670.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's Bed - (creative comforter made from his t-shirts by his grandmother!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Bedspread-712665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Bedspread-712340.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His First Official Day Of College - (standing in front of his dorm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---First-Day-@-Samford-754209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---First-Day-@-Samford-753909.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only knows what is next. For today, I can't find enough ways to express my gratitude to God for allowing me to experience the incredible joys of these young men and where they are in their journey. College, high school, parenthood - all just trying to find their way and make their mark for the glory of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8326044870677844267?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8326044870677844267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8326044870677844267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8326044870677844267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8326044870677844267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-21-2008-what-day.html' title='August 21, 2008 - What A Day!'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2794766847243836573</id><published>2008-08-17T21:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:50:01.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fermi Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fermiproject.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; has captivated me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2794766847243836573?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2794766847243836573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2794766847243836573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2794766847243836573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2794766847243836573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/fermi-project.html' title='Fermi Project'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3739862116605353873</id><published>2008-08-15T08:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:45:05.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Front Porch Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---First-School-Day---2008-716053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Ben---First-School-Day---2008-715748.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do "first days of school" keep flying by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly hard to believe we only have one left on the front porch for first day of school. (our tradition each year - first day of school front porch photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted next Thursday, we will find a way to capture some kind of photo of Matt on the campus of his new "home" for the next however many years, but I really am still trying to figure out when these little boys grew up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ben Worley and his gigantic personality that manifests itself in so many beautiful and entertaining ways. (would I have ever thought about wearing bright green pants to school?) The words that come out of his mouth and the creativity that flows from him are only exceeded in quality by the depth of this kid's love for God and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is blessed with 3 amazing sons and now an incredible grandson. We get a couple of more years with a "front porch" kid around the house before he heads off to God knows where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess then I will have to beg for front porch photos of Elliott!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3739862116605353873?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3739862116605353873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3739862116605353873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3739862116605353873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3739862116605353873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/front-porch-photo.html' title='Front Porch Photo'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2249937738861089535</id><published>2008-08-14T00:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:47:49.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Couldn't Help Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Simple-Choral-Book-Cover-776688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Simple-Choral-Book-Cover-776362.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a legitimate cover of a choral collection songbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my profession, I see hundreds of these on an annual basis. Most of them make sense and are based on either a very well-known song included in the collection or based on the actual name of the musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pulled this one out of the box, I laughed and couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I get it, so that's not my issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was just a bit shocked that someone would use this terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might one assume that a publisher would publish a book entitled, "Difficult Songs For Fat Sundays"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey, it's late and I'm tired, and I have bored you to tears with blogging about South Africa!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2249937738861089535?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2249937738861089535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2249937738861089535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2249937738861089535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2249937738861089535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-couldnt-help-myself.html' title='I Couldn&apos;t Help Myself'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2105066684829758735</id><published>2008-08-08T06:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:34:46.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Some Photos</title><content type='html'>Here is a "visual" taste of our trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville Airport waiting to check-in......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2008---Summer-SA-Music-Team---Departing-789840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2008---Summer-SA-Music-Team---Departing-789571.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane "get me off this plane right now"........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Shane-728693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Shane-728426.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boggs and Shane doing sound check.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Shane---Boggs-728380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Shane---Boggs-728107.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug and Doug - (maybe all tech guys should wear hard hats?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Doug-and-Doug---2-712753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Doug-and-Doug---2-712459.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capricorn Building - (one of Living Hope's newest buildings - also, the location of a new church plant in that township)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Capricorn---Building-714709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Capricorn---Building-714399.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gang At Cape Point - (yes, that's G-boy in the middle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Gang---Cape-725185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Gang---Cape-724905.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys - In Studio With Lana - (11th grade CCFm Music Maker "winner")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Lana-Fredericks-770914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Lana-Fredericks-770634.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys - In Studio With Mxolisi - (singer/songwriter/guitarist - CCFm Music Maker "winner")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Mxolisi-749982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Mxolisi-749705.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys - In Studio With "Tabernacle Of Love" - (CCFm Music Maker "winner")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---TOL-723672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---TOL-723391.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Castle Brewery - location of Dockyard Studios where we recorded the "winners"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Old-Castle-Brewery---2-736587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Old-Castle-Brewery---2-736307.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug and G-boy - (Gordon, our driver became a part of the gang!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Doug---G-Boy-721436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Doug---G-Boy-720738.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Deadliest Catch" Ship docking - (just kidding - actually, it certainly is a ship that could be used in that show - it was docking in Hout Bay where we had dinner on Monday evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Hout-Bay---Ship---Docking-726627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Hout-Bay---Ship---Docking-726368.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Carry-On - (I named this photo because this guy carried this "stick" on the plane as we boarded in Cape Town to return home, but they confiscated my bottles of water that were sealed by the merchant where I purchased them in the secure area of the airport - go figure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Crazy-Carry-On-746301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Crazy-Carry-On-745956.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang At The Team House - (when you stay at the Team House, this is the obligatory photo-op!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Team-House-740752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Team-House-740462.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang With Team House Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Team-House-Staff-718615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Guys---Team-House-Staff-718326.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2105066684829758735?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2105066684829758735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2105066684829758735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2105066684829758735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2105066684829758735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-some-photos.html' title='Cape Town - Some Photos'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-7199244304422381283</id><published>2008-08-07T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:40:58.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Final Day / Travel Home</title><content type='html'>I am sitting on the floor in the gate area at JFK Airport trying to remember yesterday since we just cleared customs after having been on the same plane for (18) hours. Actually, besides dealing with ridiculous check-in procedures in Cape Town, the trip home was rather painless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final day in Cape Town was bittersweet as you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Thomas came over to express his gratitude to us for our work. (We were the ones thanking him for allowing us the privilege of being with him and all the work he and his incredible team are doing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-boy took us to the Waterfront (huge mall, etc....) so Doug S. and Shane could buy d'jembes - (sp?). G-boy knows his way around Cape Town unlike any person I have ever traveled with! He took us exactly where we needed to go to get the things we wanted to purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was difficult to say good-bye to the Team House staff and everyone else we worked with. G-boy was really sad to see us go, and we felt the same about not being able to spend anymore time with him. I look forward to seeing him again next time in Cape Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers for our trip. When I get home, I plan to do one final "Cape Town" blog featuring photos and captions.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been reading this, and have not been on one of our short-term partnership mission trips to Cape Town, I urge you to prayerfully consider it. I am fairly certain that Avril will want us to bring two separate music teams next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see who God brings together for those trips....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-7199244304422381283?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/7199244304422381283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=7199244304422381283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7199244304422381283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/7199244304422381283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-final-day-travel-home.html' title='Cape Town - Final Day / Travel Home'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8338245152853034032</id><published>2008-08-05T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:18:02.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Day 6 - Tuesday - August 5</title><content type='html'>This morning, we took the tour of Living Hope and all their related ministries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Talley did a great job condensing what is normally a much longer tour to accommodate our schedule. I realized today that no matter how many times I hear about and witness first-hand all the ministry areas where Living Hope is involved, I am stll moved and humbled at the challenge of ministering to so many people in such dire need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Masiphulelele where 50,000 people live in horrible conditions - to Ocean View where people were forced to move there by the government years ago, and are still angry for it - to Muizenberg where Living Grace feeds at least 100 homeless every day at noon - to Capricorn where Living Hope has just built a new building and Fish Hoek Baptist is planting a new church there - to Overcome where the government made the land available to anyone who could establish a “dwelling” to do so, and 6,500 “shacks” were put up in (3) days by people needing a place to “dwell”. The conditions are as you would imagine - horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of this overwhelming reality of poverty, HIV-AIDS, oppression, and despair, God is moving in and through the people of Living Hope to do just that - bring hope to people. The Health Care Center (formerly known as the Hospice - the name was changed last year when 92% of the people who were admitted to the Health Care Center were walking out!) is an example of how God is moving and working to heal people’s diseased bodies. Next door to the Health Care Center is the Living Hope headquarters (so to speak). After touring all the other areas, we went upstairs to see the newest of ministries - sewing and computer training. We entered a room where (5) people were sitting at computers learning skills, and at least (10) women were sitting at sewing machines being taught how to sew. Job skill training is so important for people living in these surounding townships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch at The Team House, and a brief bit of down time, we headed up the West Coast to a community called Melbos. Tonight, we led a one-night, condensed workshop for a small in number, but very large in response group of people from a fantastic church called, The Fellowship. This church is yet another church plant of Fish Hoek Baptist (King Of Kings Baptist Centre). The pastor, Rob Lucas is a larger than life wonderful man who completely captured our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boggs and Shane led a time of worship that was nothing short of amazing. I continue to be in awe of how God is using these two men to lead in Kairos on Tuesday nights at BBC. Michael is way more than a gifted worship leader in terms of his musicianship which is extraordinary. Tonight, he revealed more of his heart, his sensitivity to the moving of the Spirit in the room - it was a beautiful experience of worship that seemed perfect for the time and place and people present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the time of worship, Boggs and Shane taught a class on vocal technique combined with some general worship leading concepts while Doug and Doug had the audio guys in the back talking shop about audio ministry. Then, we came together to watch both groups function as they would in a worship setting on a Sunday. The church’s worship leader, Ryan is a “surfer boy” - no kidding. The dude is evidently quite the surfer. He is also a really good worship leader. He got up with his team and led while we gave encouragement and some simple suggestions here and there. The people present love to worship. The church is exploding in growth. They have (9) prayer meetings a week. They would not let us leave. We arrived at 6:00pm and we finally got away around 9:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the hour drive back home, the majority of our conversation in the van centered on how God had moved in our midst tonight. It was strange because going into tonight, we really did not have a good sense of what would happen. None of our previous teams had ever done a one-night workshop. Avril could not be with us this evening, so we were “on our own”.  Boggs said it best in the van coming home - “God’s presence is a gift” - tonight was truly a blessed gift........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8338245152853034032?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8338245152853034032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8338245152853034032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8338245152853034032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8338245152853034032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-day-6-tuesday-august-5.html' title='Cape Town - Day 6 - Tuesday - August 5'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5678135442196647622</id><published>2008-08-04T15:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:46:19.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Day 5 - Monday - August 4</title><content type='html'>Another perfect day in Cape Town - weather-wise, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the joy of spending the day with our good friend, Matt Allison. (Karla and I first met him in July 2004 on our first visit.) Matt is a multi-talented individual - artist, songwriter, music business guy, studio owner, and quite the recording engineer. (He just finished engineering a project involving some of the biggest names in music here in CT - all coming together to honor Nelson Mandella. The project will be mixed in NY this week - evidently will be quite a big deal when released here in the next few months.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He owns a very "vibey" recording studio called &lt;a href="http://www.dockyardstudios.com/"&gt;Dockyard Studios&lt;/a&gt; in the heart of Cape Town. It is nestled on the 3rd floor of what is evidently a very well known building in CT called Old Castle Brewery. Matt is such an entrepreneur, and he did great finding this location and making his studio a wonderful place to work.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day recording the (3) CCFm Music Makers Workshops "Winners". We chose these (3) from the (36) people we critiqued on Saturday at the workshop. (This whole "recording the winners" is an important element of our mission and purpose for bringing music teams to CT to help develop local talent so that hopefully these artists can have their songs played on Radio CCFm sometime in the future.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first guest was Lana Fredericks - an 11th grade girl - precious, innocent, and what a voice! She sang "On My Knees" - recorded by various artists including Jaci Velasquez. We recorded her to a pre-existing track. We will bring it back to America and replace the pre-existing track with a brand new track. She was so thrilled to get to sing in the studio - her first time. Her mom was with her, and I pray this was an experience she will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second guest was Mxolisi (Kolisi) - a 29-year old singer, songwriter, guitarist who recorded his original song, "Always". The basic guide track that Shane and Boggs created was amazing. After Mxolisi recorded his vocal, we recorded him playing Boggs' guitar. Already we have a great track upon which to build. Mxolisi was also so thrilled to be in the studio - a first-time experience for him as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final guests were a 5-voice group from a church about 90 minutes from CT. The name of the church and the group is "Tabernacle Of Love". They sang a beautiful worship song entitled, "God Is Here". The song is one of those ballads with a "Brooklyn Tabernacle" feel to it. The group was there with their worship pastor and a few friends - again, a first-time experience for them. (Based on this group and the fact that our drummers workshops this weekend were led by a "kid" from their church, I think I need to visit this church sometime in the future!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the conclusion of each session, we took pictures, and we will be sending them back to these folks (via Matt Allison) in the weeks to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we return to America, we will get to work on completing these tracks and making them "presentable" for radio use here in CT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved the "studio experience" because at the end of the day, you almost always come away with a great feeling of accomplishment. You have something to show for the hours spent, and usually it is something creative, something that did not exist that same morning - at least not in the form that it is by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this - there are (7) people living in the surrounding communities of CT tonight who had the experience of a lifetime today - an experience that brought them joy, a sense of purpose and accomplishment, and a genuine sense of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be a perfect day in CT after all........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5678135442196647622?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5678135442196647622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5678135442196647622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5678135442196647622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5678135442196647622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-day-5-monday-august-4.html' title='Cape Town - Day 5 - Monday - August 4'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5609030563811850117</id><published>2008-08-04T04:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T04:16:21.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Day 4 - Sunday, August 3</title><content type='html'>If there is such a thing as a perfect day (weather-wise) in Cape Town, today was that day. The fact that it was Sunday made that all the more wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worshiped this morning at John Thomas’ church - Fish Hoek Baptist (also known as King of Kings Baptist Centre). Worship was led by Melissa Shaw and team, then after viewing a 6-minute DVD on the gospel outreach that will be going on at the Olympics in China beginning this Friday, we prayed for the Olympics.  I guess I never thought about praying for the Olympics, but considering the hostility in that country towards believers, it certainly opened my eyes to the upcoming “all the eyes of the world on Beijing” and the importance of praying for God to somehow be honored even through that event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John preached a wonderful sermon on knowing the specific will of God in our lives. I am always challenged by his sermons. During his message, he spoke of recent UN statistics on HIV-AIDS released this past week, and once again, the largest populated area of the world infected with HIV-AIDS is South Africa. There’s certainly something to pray about.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After worshiping at KOK, we proceeded down the road 5 minutes to the township of Masiphumelele. Many of you who read this have been to Masi. One can never forget their visit to this township - a community of many thousands living in horrific living conditions, extreme poverty, with HIV-AIDS, drugs, prostitution, crime, and little, if any hope of any kind of life outside this small world of despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the main street of this township is a small Baptist church. Inside this church you will find maybe a hundred believers gathered for worship which begins promptly at 11:00am, but really doesn’t get “started” until about 11:20am as more people arrive and the music/worship gets more energetic, passionate, louder, and infectious. I love this church, and I love their choir - always have - always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They used an overhead projector to help their people evidently learn a new song. It was in Xhosa, so I did not know the English translation. Doug Sarrett had one of the (3) new fancy hand-held digital recording devices with him - (we bought them to bring here to use, then leave them with CCFm Radio so they can use them for remote interviews, etc.....but they are incredible for music as well) - and he recorded all the music in the service. I can’t wait to bring these songs back and give them to Steve Hindalong to consider using them on the Masi Choir CD project that we are working on. (Steve is the producer of the CD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not stay for the sermon because Pastor Diba primarily preaches in Xhosa, so we would not understand him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Masi and headed towards Cape Point - (Table Mountain National Park - where you can visit the southwestern most tip of Africa). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way, we stopped in Simons Town (probably one of my most favorite places anywhere in the world). We ate calamari by the ocean, and walked around on the main street where there are buildings there built in the 1800’s. Simon’s Town is where the South African Navy Headquarters are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further south, we stopped to view and enjoy the penguins, then onto Cape Point. It was a perfect day to view Cape Point except for one minor issue - gale force winds. No joke. There were warning signs up all around. The winds almost knocked me over several times. It was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got plenty of great photos/video of baboons, and enjoyed the time of leisure after two intense and long days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner tonight at The Team House was great as usual, and Boggs, Shane, and Sarrett were in rare form even for them. They had everyone almost spitting out their food or snorting it out their nose - these guys are ridiculously funny! G-Dog and Jakes joined us for dinner and the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afer dinner, G-Dog took all of us except Shane (he stayed back at The Team House to begin working on the tracks we will use to record the (3) winners of the CCFm Workshops from this weekend) to Mike &amp; Pam Talley’s house to be able to access the Internet since as of this writing (Sunday night), our Internet service has been down since Friday morning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great visit, and returned to The Team House to get back to work on tracks. it is now 12:55am, and I can still hear Boggs and Shane working away - these guys are great - I am not sure our new South African friends we will work with tomorrow truly understand the quality of professionals they will be working with. It really does not matter if they understand that or not - what they will walk away from the studio with at the end of the day tomorrow is a greater sense of hope and encouragement that their gifts matter, and that some fun and energetic guys from America care about them and want to serve them in whatever way they can to encourage and support them - even if we may never meet again this side of heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5609030563811850117?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5609030563811850117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5609030563811850117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5609030563811850117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5609030563811850117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-day-4-sunday-august-3.html' title='Cape Town - Day 4 - Sunday, August 3'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-6145033312500709295</id><published>2008-08-04T03:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T04:01:29.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Day 3 - Saturday - August 2</title><content type='html'>We keep getting up when it is stil dark, and leaving in the dark. I hate that only because the view from The Team House is so stunning in the daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to and from our workshops venue is over Table Mountain, so that view even in the early hours of the morning is sensational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our morning today with breakfast at 6:45am and we arrived back at The Team House at 11:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As best I can, here is a capsule of our long day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril drove us today to give Gordon (or G-Dog or G-Boy as our team has affectionately named him) a break from driving. On our way to our venue, Doug Sarrett asked Avril what most South Africans think of Americans? Her answered stunned every member of our team. Without hesitation, she responded with “they think Americans are right up there next to God”. In other words, they hold us up in extremely high esteem. It was sobering, humbling, and just another wake-up call to remind us of why it is so important that we come to this place and offer ourselves as servants, teachers, and missionaries. (Please don't read into my last comment any hint of arrogance or "they really need us over here" mentality.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after Avril answered that question, we stopped in a township called Capricorn - another area of living conditions that are just not anything that any human being should have to live in. At Capricorn, we picked up 4 kids who have the most amazing story.  All of them have become a part of a music outreach program called Mobile Music Academy where a small team of volunteer music teachers go into communities like Capricorn and teach kids music, positive self-esteem, and most of all, that Jesus loves them and He can give them hope even in the most hopeless of situations. This truly incredible program was the brain-child of a Belmont Student named &lt;a href="http://dorseytoafrica.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chris Dorsey&lt;/a&gt; who spent his summer working with Avril and team at Living Hope and developed this ministry on wheels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they got in the van with us, Avril had us all introduce ourselves to get to know one another, and immediately the kids began to sing songs they have learned. Avril told me privately that they didn’t know any of those songs before MMA came to them this summer. All the kids have also become Christians this summer. Only one of the kids lives with their biological mother. Avril wanted these kids to experience the workshops today as well as have them sing in tonight’s concert. (more on that later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our day was full of workshops and critique sessions. Boggs worked his butt off leading worship, then two guitar seminars, followed by two songwriting sessions, then he and Shane “hosted/m-ceed” the concert this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug D (or double D), Sarrett, Shane, and myself split into two separate teams and between us listened to (36) different people sing/play in a room while we “critiqued” them. I can’t begin to write adequately about this experience, but know this - these people are immensely talented, fearful, and very discouraged. We did everything within our power to build them up, encourage them, and push them to keep doing what they are doing and not give up. These people don’t want record deals - they want hope. They want someone to believe in them - to believe they might have something to offer to God with their talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of our critique sessions, Mauritia walked into mine and double D’s room - she walked directly up to our table (most stood as far away from our table as possible), and proceeded to say the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know why I am in here because my singing sucks. I just really need your help. Will you help me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How’s that for an introduction? She proceeded to open her mouth and sing acappella an old song called “In Him I Move”. I had never heard this song, but the song stunned me, and her sweet, innocent, lovely, and engaging voice filled our church classroom. It took all I had to keep it together as she ministered deeply to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this beautiful 11th grade girl finished, she stood there, and we were all silent for a minute until I broke that silence with a question......“Why do you think your voice sucks?”, I asked. She replied, “because my friends tell me so.” My heart broke even more. I told her to get new friends - honest, I did. Double D and I  proceeded to lavish every possible word of encouragement we could. She then proceeded to ask a series of vocal technique questions - she was SO hungry to learn. I pray we planted seeds of perserverance and encouragement in this young girl. She was and is so deserving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the kinds of stories that take place when we bring music teams to South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight’s concert was (according to Avril) one of the best she has ever been a part of. We had (12) local artists perform, including the kids from Capricorn - the people loved every moment of it.  Boggs and Shane were great hosts, and it was a fitting conclusion to our weekend of workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drive home was over-the-top silly.........during our past few days, G-Dog has been teaching us phrases in Afrikans. One of those is how to say, thank you. It sounds like “buy a donkey” - honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight as we were approaching a road-block where every car was being checked for either DUI, drugs, and/or if the vehicle was stolen (that should tell you about the neighborhood we spent our weekend in), the guys suggested several different phrases that G-Dog should say to the officer as he checked his license, etc..  I suggested he say “buy a monkey”. I was so tired, I did not even realize what I said - I thought G-Dog was going to pee in his pants. He could not stop laughing even as he pulled to the officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the way home, we exchanged lines and phrases and utter sillyness - mission trips bring this out in every team, but most especially with this group of guys - my goodness, I have never laughed so hard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-6145033312500709295?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/6145033312500709295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=6145033312500709295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6145033312500709295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/6145033312500709295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-day-3-saturday-august-2.html' title='Cape Town - Day 3 - Saturday - August 2'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1615239622009429977</id><published>2008-08-03T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T14:38:08.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Day 2 - Friday - August 1</title><content type='html'>My apologies that I have not blogged - our accommodations' internet service has been down since Thursday night. I will try to update as much as possible in this and subsequent posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - Friday, August 1 - Quote - "4 Seasons In One Day" - Gordon, our driver.&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather was interesting and warranted this quote - from clouds and cold weather to hard, side-ways rain to beautiful sun and warmth - all in one day - the first day of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day of workshops at Belhar were really good. Boggs and Shane opened the day leading praise &amp; worship. I had forgotten just how responsive the people of Cape Town are in worship. We all agreed - oh how we long for the passion, emotion, and energy of these people would somehow "spill-over" onto our congregations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boggs and Shane led (4) consecutive sessions on Vocals. These two guys were magnificent. They are an amazing team. Everyone was talking about their classes - why not - they are skilled, compassionate, sensitive, and just downright funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these (4) sessions, Doug &amp; Doug led (4) consecutive sessions on Audio. They had the perfect size group with which to work because it allowed them to be on stage to observe as well as most all fit into the tech booth to observe and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that always fascinates me about these workshops is how God moves works throughout the day - and if we are listening and paying attention and being sensitive - we adapt and change accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's final sessions were a perfect example combining the vocalists with our tech group to emulate a SundayAM sound check/rehearsal and a "sample" worship segment. It was wonderful to watch everyone learn from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Gordon (our driver) lives in Belhar, Avril (our host and sponsor) drove us back to The Team House with stops at a music store and Pick-N-Pay (grocery store). The visit with Avril was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note - no one on our team wants to sit up front in the van because of the strangeness of sitting on the side where Americans sit when we drive - except the driver sits on the right side over here and drives on the left side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at The Team House tonight was relaxing, and we had nice visit Jakes as well. She is such a great Team House host because she is genuinely interested in the teams who come over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have laughed heartily and often with this team that God has assembled. Sarrett, Shane, and Boggs are relentless with non-stop humor. I thought Jakes was going to fall on the floor tonight when the 3 guys got on a roll. Laughter is amazing medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another reminder of the incredible work and influence that Radio CCFm has on the people of Cape Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unexpected moment today was a visit with Pastor Timmons - the pastor of the church that is our host for the workshops. He has been pastor of this church for more than (15) years. He is warm, personable, humble and engaging. When asked by Avril, he told the story of how their church building was built. It took them 15 years because it was built totally on faith by the members of the church – spending most every Saturday literally constructing the building one section of it at a time – debt-free.  He told me how they borrowed power from a neighbor’s house using a long extension cord, and borrowed water from another neighbor’s house when they had to mix concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a testimony to this community, not to mention of people’s faith and the body of  Christ coming together to build a meeting place for the people of this community to gather to worship God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note – for those of you who have been to John Thomas’ church, King of Kings Baptist Centre, this church in Belhar is a slightly smaller version of King of Kings – and just as nice on the inside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am at a friend’s house using their internet service, I need to close for now.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to catch up on blogging tomorrow........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1615239622009429977?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1615239622009429977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1615239622009429977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1615239622009429977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1615239622009429977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/08/cape-town-day-2-friday-august-1.html' title='Cape Town - Day 2 - Friday - August 1'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-3754598547452070690</id><published>2008-07-31T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T15:51:25.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cape Town - Day 1</title><content type='html'>I so wish I could upload photos, but our internet connection is limited, and we have been asked to not upload photos - I may have to break that rule in the next few days simply because words don't tell the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a good day for our first full day in Cape Town simply because it was relaxed comparatively speaking related to what our next (4) days will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into the Team House today and met Jakes (Jenny Cate). She is a delightful young woman who manages the Team House. I think she may have thoroughly enjoyed being the only woman among our "band of all male misfits". Not to mention that the lethal (humorously speaking) combination of Michael Boggs, Shane McConnell, and Doug Sarrett - well, the poor girl just doesn't have a chance! Maybe the personality balance of the more reserved Doug Diamond and whatever there is to describe my personality combination gives Jakes a fighting chance against this particular team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our driver while we are here is Gordon Jacobs. Gordon grew up in Cape Town and knows his way around this entire metropolitan area of more than 4 million people in astounding ways. He has already realized that he is trapped in a combi for too many hours each day with this small in number, but relentless in non-stop humor group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited a large music store today to borrow a synth keyboard for our recording sessions on Monday - well, actually, we have to prepare the tracks on Sunday evening. Doug S. of course had to have a t-shirt, but they could not find one, so they promised him one when we return the keyboard on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the music store, we went to Logos Assembly of God Church in Belhar - a rather poor community of about 15,000 in the heart of Cape Town. This church is the site for our weekend music workshops that we will be leading. The small church staff and a few volunteers from the host radio station were so excited to have us and help us prepare for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the church, we passed a the oldest township in Cape Town - called Langa - where more than 45,000 people live in conditions that no human being should ever have to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we were treated to a beautiful and relaxing evening at the home of John &amp; Avril Thomas - our gracious hosts and the visionaries for so much of what is going on down here and why our church has made the decision to partner with them in their on-going fight against poverty and HIV-AIDS, and their efforts to do whatever is necessary to bring true Hope to people of all ages. Tonight was a vivid reminder of why more and more people need to make the trip here to help these saints in their efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John &amp; Avril had invited many of their worship team members from their church to be there, as well as BBC missionaries here at Living Hope - Mike &amp; Pam Talley and Danielle Schneider. It was an incredible evening of food, fun, getting to know new folks, re-uniting with friends I had met from past trips here, and probably the highlight of the evening was hearing Avril tell everyone there about our entire itinerary while we are here - no notes - she had the whole thing memorized down to every single detail - astonishing.....then, we prayed together. It was powerful, and I can't wait to see what God will do these next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for praying - it makes all the difference......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I have to remember to blog about my visit tonight with John Thomas as he elaborated on his recent visit to not only the White House, but his 25 minute visit with President Bush in the Oval Office. Know this - God used that visit in ways that are already beginning to be made known, and John talked about some additional things that are in motion as a result of that that made me almost break down in front of him - honestly, I just sat there with my mouth open.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here's just a taste of "some" of those things - President Bush's Press Secretary, Dana Perino is coming to Cape Town to do volunteer work at Living Hope for a brief period of time beginning February 13 of next year - how's that for God working in people's lives? There is SO much more!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-3754598547452070690?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/3754598547452070690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=3754598547452070690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3754598547452070690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/3754598547452070690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/07/cape-town-day-1.html' title='Cape Town - Day 1'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4511508259565243286</id><published>2008-07-30T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:30:50.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrival In Cape Town</title><content type='html'>Our team arrived here in Cape Town around 5:30pm local time this evening. (That's 10:30am Nashville time). We were supposed to arrive around 4:00pm, but we were delayed out of New York's JFK Airport for two hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the travel itinerary of JFK to Dakar (for re-fueling) to Cape Town. I did not like the Delta jet that we were on. Anyone who has traveled even one time internationally knows about those small, but important amenities that make a 16-20 hour flight more bearable. Two of those are in-seat screens with on-demand viewing of tons of movies and TV series and multiple meals. Delta offered neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that being a mission trip, one should not complain about such things, so consider this an observation more than a complaint. I am told Delta is upgrading all of their international jets to accommodate the in-seat screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, the trip was rather uneventful except for a flight attendant who wanted to know if I was from Kiawah Island (my hat) because she was from Charleston, SC. Go figure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked off the plane here in Cape Town to 58 degree weather, cloudy and windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customs was a breeze, and Gordon, our combi driver greeted us along with two members of a current large team here from California. We loaded our stuff in the small trailer and headed to this lovely place called Sundollar where we are staying for this one night until The Team House is vacated tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner this evening consisted of cauliflower soup and some kind of egg dish - interesting meal after being on a plane for 18 hours. Shane and I chose to compliment our tasty meal with a Yum-Yum sandwich - (that's South Africa version of peanut butter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then left the other members of the team here at the Sundollar while I went to the Team House to meet with a few members of the California team as they told me all about what they had been doing these past two weeks. I will elaborate on that in a separate post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much I love The Team House - it will be great to move there tomorrrow. In addition to that being on our Thursday agenda, we will set-up for our workshops at Belhar, and then have dinner at John &amp; Avril Thomas' home tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for praying for us - getting here is a fairly big deal, and getting here in good spirits is even a biggger deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I need some sleep, so more blogging tomorrow......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4511508259565243286?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4511508259565243286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4511508259565243286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4511508259565243286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4511508259565243286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/07/arrival-in-cape-town.html' title='Arrival In Cape Town'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5259919935541170323</id><published>2008-07-27T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:20:55.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Guys To Cape Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2008---Summer---South-Africa-Music-Mission-Team-702325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2008---Summer---South-Africa-Music-Mission-Team-702281.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Tuesday, this ragged excuse for a music mission team of guys will be leaving for one of my favorite locations in the world - Cape Town, South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my fourth trip to this beautiful city. When I think about how this whole music mission partnership/relationship came about, I continue to marvel at how God works to bring together people from literally all over the globe to accomplish His work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to make the time to blog periodically during my time there. We would appreciate your prayers as we go to lead music workshops with some of the most talented, but completely under-resourced people we will ever meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I speak for Doug Sarrett, Doug Diamond, myself, Shane McConnell, and Michael Boggs when I say "thank you" for praying - we know how desperately we need it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5259919935541170323?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5259919935541170323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5259919935541170323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5259919935541170323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5259919935541170323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/07/5-guys-to-cape-town.html' title='5 Guys To Cape Town'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-1723373024942494731</id><published>2008-07-16T08:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:56:14.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss My Sabbatical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Harpeth-River-706975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Harpeth-River-706529.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit it openly - I really do miss my sabbatical. Who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I wrote in my journal this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, it's hard coming back from sabbatical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pace&lt;br /&gt;the volume of work&lt;br /&gt;the tension of balancing what's important with what's not&lt;br /&gt;the fear and anxiety of not being able to keep up&lt;br /&gt;the frustration that seeps into my personality as a result of all of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so much easier to be quiet and still when I am not working&lt;br /&gt;i'm a much nicer person to be around when all of the above is not consuming me&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced as I was writing this, God led me back to a chapter from one of the books I read when I was "not working" to remind me of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"without a rich theology of labor, we'll have an impoverished theology of rest"&lt;br /&gt;"before we understand God's rest, we must understand the Lord's work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The Rest Of God - Restoring Your Soul By Restoring Sabbath - by Mark Buchanan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God reminded me this morning of my calling, and while much has changed in "how" I do what I do each day, the "why" I do it has not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is alot more to this than what I have written this morning......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must keep pondering this, but for now - well, I have to get to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-1723373024942494731?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/1723373024942494731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=1723373024942494731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1723373024942494731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/1723373024942494731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-my-sabbatical.html' title='I Miss My Sabbatical'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-9162347396261278024</id><published>2008-07-04T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:32:29.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>It's fun to look back through the years to see how we have celebrated Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Tabernacle---3-771122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Tabernacle---3-770719.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2003---Summer---Immanuel-Baptist-Church-734635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/2003---Summer---Immanuel-Baptist-Church-734104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Growing up, my parents always took me and my sister to the 4th of July Picnic at the tabernacle behind the Immanuel Baptist Church in Kyle, Texas. The church where my parents and grandparents worshiped. It wasn't the 4th of July unless we went to this picnic at this tabernacle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that picnic influenced me more than I realized because years later, I would want to have a picnic of my own - in my own back yard - invite hundreds of my friends (that would be choir and orchestra members), and we would eat, play music, set-off fireworks and celebrate our freedom. We hosted that party/picnic for many years until we couldn't manage the crowd because we could not park all the cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Good-Sitting-Area-787211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Good-Sitting-Area-786777.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Sue---Sherrie---Stuart-754384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Sue---Sherrie---Stuart-753921.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Reese---Too-Cool-748336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Reese---Too-Cool-747937.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Nate-and-Eddie-721945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Nate-and-Eddie-721434.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 4th of 1990 will always be memorable for me because we had just moved into our house here in this amazing neighborhood that celebrated the 4th with their own parade and bar-b-que. When we moved in, we were not aware of all of that, so I just remember watching the parade (at least 200 yards away) from our bedroom window as we painted the inside of our bedroom because we had so much work to be done on our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/220-Heather---AFTER-754997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/220-Heather---AFTER-754232.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this came back to me yesterday for some strange reason as I waited for my two youngest sons to pick out their fireworks to help us celebrate yet another Independence Day 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-9162347396261278024?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/9162347396261278024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=9162347396261278024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/9162347396261278024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/9162347396261278024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-4881845323251201253</id><published>2008-06-30T16:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:33:29.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Young-Life-Camp---June-2008-742932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/Matt---Young-Life-Camp---June-2008-741926.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about summer camp that always gets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years of summers, I have watched my sons go off for a week away from their parents and return different from the way they were when they departed for their camp destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these camps must have had some kind of life-transforming and/or life-shaping experiences because even now Seth (my 24-year old) spends most of his days creating both hilarious and meaningful videos for some of the best camps offered this summer -and he even gets paid to create them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our two youngest sons returned today from our church student camp. They are both different young men - it really is that visible - even on the outside. Who can imagine what has happened on the inside. Certainly God knows - after all - He did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo of Matt - it was taken two weeks ago at Windy Gap in North Carolina while he was attending Young Life Camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I created a caption for this photo - it would read, "ahh, now, this is summer camp!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-4881845323251201253?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/4881845323251201253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=4881845323251201253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4881845323251201253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/4881845323251201253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-camp.html' title='Summer Camp'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-8756692771906079142</id><published>2008-06-28T19:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:11:15.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Years - Lost and Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/New-Wedding-Band---2-729557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/New-Wedding-Band---2-729218.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is an admission of negligence and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening sometime in the month of April, I came home from work and did what I always do - I removed my watch and my wedding ring, slid my wedding ring onto my watch band, connected the watch band and then..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 60-70 days, I have been in search of my lost watch and wedding band. I have (as they say) turned things upside down in search of it. After looking everywhere possible, I finally confessed that I was afraid that I had somehow "thrown them away" in a bag of things brought home from Target or somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? All knew was I was not happy about losing my wedding ring after 29 incredible years of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one afternoon on my sabbatical, Karla and I went shopping for a replacement wedding ring. As I entered each store, the conversation began with me announcing "I made it for 29 years before losing my wedding ring". That usually brought about a very willing sales person to offer ridiculously expensive replacements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My how rings have changed in 29 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the afternoon of June 22, 2008, I purchased my new (replacement) wedding ring - see photo!! Karla loves it (that's all that matters), and now my ring finger no longer feels naked, and that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......all is well......until tonight......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for something else that was lost (not nearly as important as my lost wedding ring), and guess what I found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.....my lost watch and my lost wedding ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now the dilemma......keep the new one or wear the old one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this writing, that decision has not been made, but I am still in shock that I actually found this lost wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God extended grace to me - yet again.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-8756692771906079142?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/8756692771906079142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=8756692771906079142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8756692771906079142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/8756692771906079142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/06/29-years-lost-and-found.html' title='29 Years - Lost and Found'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-2496000729090854849</id><published>2008-06-27T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:23:46.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>On May 27, I "officially" began my sabbatical. I am not going to elaborate on the past 31 days in this post, but I am going to quote from one of the many wonderful books that I have been reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this quote on the plane home from Chicago yesterday. It hit me in the face as if I turned my head right into someone's left hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is entitled, &lt;em&gt;The Rest Of God&lt;/em&gt; - Restoring Your Soul By Restoring Sabbath - written by Mark Buchanan - pastor and author (3) books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he wrote on page 147 is what nailed me........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I left for sabbatical, many people in my church wished me well. They told me they'd miss me, that they'd be praying for me, that they hoped I came back refreshed. And then they usually said, "You deserve this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't. I can think of all kinds of people who deserve it: a single mother who works three jobs to ensure her kids have a decent home and good clothes; a couple who have been clocking twelve-hour days or more six days a week for many years, trying to keep a small business from sliding over the edge; a tradesman who never has time for a holiday when the work is on and never has money for one when it's not; a millworker whose shifts change like the clouds so that he's seen the inside and out of every hour of every day and now never quite sleeps and never fully awakes. I can think of all the people who do their jobs faithfully and capably, even though they die at it a little every day. I like what I do, and I have not worked half as hard as half of these people, and few will ever be given the luxury of a sabbatical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't deserve it. It's pure gift, like being born in peacetime and not war, like being forgiven, or kissed, or told you have beautiful eyes. I never earned a minute of it. I don't deserve a scrap of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel obliged to the people in my church who have allowed me it. Obliged, not to come back smarter, or thinner, or more eloquent, or more studied up, though all that could help. The obligation I feel is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to pay them back. These things don't work that way, on some barter system where the church trades several months of leave in exhange for shorter, pithier sermons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obligation I feel, rather, is to come back restored."&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Mark Buchanan, and I thank God he wrote &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rest-God-Restoring-Your-Sabbath/dp/0849918480"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-2496000729090854849?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/2496000729090854849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=2496000729090854849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2496000729090854849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/2496000729090854849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5350603984448892714</id><published>2008-06-24T20:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:21:14.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking A Walk With A Legend</title><content type='html'>I have to admit that I seldom take walks. I either jog or do nothing. Shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I had the extraordinary privilege of taking a walk with arguably the most respected musician/arranger/orchestrator of our time, but more importantly, a true gentleman, husband, father, grandfather, and genuine friend to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a joy to simply take a walk with and converse with Ronn Huff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being a true genius of an arranger and orchestrator, this man is a deep thinker, he asks hard and great questions, and he expressed a sincere interest in my life and my career. He is quiet and determined. He is passionate and sensitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasured our time together in ways I will never be able to adequately articulate, and I pray we will have more "walks" in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what was written about Ronn when he was inducted into the Gospel Music Hall Of Fame (3) years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being inducted as a non-performing member of the Hall of Fame, Ronn Huff’s legacy is well-known to anyone who has directed church choirs in the last 30 years. While minister of music in a Denver church he arranged and published two highly successful books of hymns, "Celebration, Music for Festival Choir" and "Celebration II." But his arrangements and recording of Bill and Gloria Gaither songs into a 1973 musical called "Alleluia, A Praise Gathering" brought national prominence and was the first religious recording to receive an RIAA Gold Album certification, selling over a million records and books. A Christmas work called "His Love, Reaching," a collection of early Praise and Worship songs entitled "Exaltation" and a series collaboration with the Singing Churchmen of Oklahoma are among the successful church music publications he authored. Huff claims to be an arranger, not a composer, but his work is found on many recordings, both sacred and secular. In the past two years alone his name appears on and arrangements are heard in the recordings of Faith Hill, Charlotte Church, Amy Grant, Celine Dion, Jewel, Martina McBride, Allison Krauss, Sandi Patty, John Michael Talbot, Keith Urban, George Strait, Clint Black, Lonestar, Boston Pops, and The American Boy Choir. Until recently Huff held the position of Pop's Director for the Nashville Symphony, but a battle with Parkinson’s Disease has limited his activities in recent years." &lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these credits speak to the amazing accomplishments of Ronn, you would never know any of this from a simple conversation with him. He would rather talk about his family, his faith, and ask questions about you, your family, and your faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could only take more walks like this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5350603984448892714?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5350603984448892714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5350603984448892714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5350603984448892714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5350603984448892714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/06/taking-walk-with-legend.html' title='Taking A Walk With A Legend'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21768530.post-5051572278175199954</id><published>2008-06-20T09:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:59:16.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Planes, Trains, &amp; Automobiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/HR_Banner_Ad-739234.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/uploaded_images/HR_Banner_Ad-739210.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and People.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two very important ingredients of life, and I am realizing during my sabbatical that I am pretty horrible at both - I don't build in nearly enough margin of time with regard to anything I do, and I don't spend nearly enough of the 24 hours in a day with people - especially people with whom I enrich their life and (as I am discovering on my sabbatical) with people who greatly enrich my life when I give them my undivided attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day on Wednesday in the beautiful city of Baltimore, Maryland. (Since Karla and I are such NCIS nuts, I loved seeing signs on the interstate for exits that Gibbs and crew are always talking about in the TV show).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Baltimore for one reason - to meet with a new friend, worship pastor, author, and one of the nicest guys I have ever met. He gave me an entire afternoon of his time - something I will always treasure because even though I don't build margin into my time, I know what it takes to "give up" an afternoon with someone - especially someone you hardly know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, realizing I did not want to waste one minute of this man's time, I wanted to make sure I got to where I was supposed to be "on time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to meet him for lunch at a restaurant (47) miles from the Baltimore airport. By my Google Map calculations, it would take anywhere from 45 minutes to 90 minutes (depending on traffic) to get from BWI to my lunch destination. With my plane arriving at 10:30am, there was no way for me to have enough time to rent a car and get there on time, and the last thing I wanted to do was to be late to the beginning of an afternoon of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took a cab - yes, a cab - 47 mile cab ride! What an adventure as my cabbie drove 80 on the interstate (not wearing a seat belt) while glancing often at his portable Magellan he would hold up with his right hand. I was strapped in holding on for dear life. We left BWI at 10:45am. We arrived at my lunch destination at 11:15am. He certainly got me there on time - 45 minutes early! Talk about margin.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yes, it cost a fortune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the end of my amazing afternoon with this fine and gracious colleage. (I knew I was not taking a cab back to the airport, but was not sure of my options, and quite honestly, I was not about to fret over them while immensely enjoying the company of my new friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not surprising to me, my new friend offered to drive me back to the airport. Well, that was not an option because I had already imposed by taking up an afternoon of this man's time - the final straw could not be a 2-hour (in traffic) round trip for him just to get me to the airport, but to give you one more reason to understand what a great guy this man truly is - he would have done it without thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him about the Metro - (rail train public transportation). He looked it up on-line, and we landed on a most adventurous (and lengthy) itinerary of two different trains, and finally a city bus to get me back to the airport. (margin, sweet margin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took the red train, then the green train, then a 30-minute wait for the city bus at the last train station to get me to the airport - I finally arrived at BWI having spent 90 minutes watching the scenery blow by me, rushing through dark tunnels, loving the smell of the city bus, and enjoying the heck out of watching people - all at a total cost of $7.60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love public transportation.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margin, margin, margin - it allows you to enjoy this beautiful world that God created!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21768530-5051572278175199954?l=dennisworley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/feeds/5051572278175199954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21768530&amp;postID=5051572278175199954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5051572278175199954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21768530/posts/default/5051572278175199954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dennisworley.blogspot.com/2008/06/planes-trains-automobiles.html' title='Planes, Trains, &amp; Automobiles'/><author><name>DW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16331884435192550372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='11' src='http://www.noiseboxmedia.com/dad/church.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
